agitant

Now am I ready for any Plot; I’ll go find some of these Agitants, and fill up a blank Commission with my Name.

If melancholy humours most abound,

The dreams distractive, and the sleep unsound,

And Hypochondriac megrims start and twitch,

Black spirits rise, and temptingly bewitch,

Ten drops of poppy nectar, freshly pressed,

Will lay the peccant agitants at rest.