A true & exact history of the island of BarbadosLigon, Richard
History
A true & exact history of the island of Barbados
Ligon, Richard
Barbados -- Description and travel; Plants -- Barbados; Sugar -- Manufacture and refining -- Barbados
[Sidenote: _Prickled apple._]
The Prickled apple, growes on a tree extreamly thick leav’d, and
those leaves large, and of a deep green, shap’t not much unlike the
leafe of a Wallnut tree in England: this fruit is shap’t like the
heart of an Oxe, and much about that bigness; a faint green on the
outside, with many prickles on it, the tast very like a musty Limon.
[Sidenote: _Prickled Peare._]
The next in order, shall be the Prickled peare, much purer in
taste and better form’d; the fruit being not unlike in shape to a
Greenfield-peare, and of a faint green, intermixt with some yellow
neare the stalk; but the body of a mixt red, partly Crimson, partly
Stammell, with prickled spots of yellow, the end of it growing
somewhat larger then the middle, at which end, is a round spot of a
murrey colour, the bredth of an inch, and circular with a Centre in
the middle, and a small circle about it, and from that circle within,
lines drawn to the utmost extent of that round Murrey spot, with
faint circles betweene the small circle and the largest, upon that
Murrey spot.
These lines and circles, of a colour no more different in lightnesse
from the murry, then only to be discerned, and a little yellower
colour.
[Sidenote: _Pomegranate._]
The Pomegranate is a beautifull tree the leaves small, with a green
mixt with Olive colour, the blossome large, well shap’t, and of a
pure Scarlet colour; the fruit not so large there, as those we have
from Spaine. The young trees being set in rowes, and planted thick
make a very good hedge, being clipt eeven a top with Garden shears.
The fruit is very well known to you and therefore I shall need say
nothing of that, and these are all the remarkable fruits that grow on
trees, and are proper to this Iland, that I can remember, though I
believe there are many more.
[Illustration:
_The Prickled Peare_
_The Blossom of the Pomegranate_
page. 70.]
[Sidenote: _Papa._]
The Papa is but a small tree, her bark of a faint willow colour,
her leaves large, and of the shape of the Physick nut tree, but of
the colour of her own bark, the branches grow out four or five of
one height, and spread almost levell, from the place where they bud
out; to the ends of the branches, and about two foot higher, such
other branches spreading in the same manner, and if the tree grow to
a greater height then ordinary, a story or two more of these bowes:
the top handsomely form’d to the branches, the fruit somewhat
bigger then Turnips, growing close to the body of the tree, where the
branches grow, and are somewhat a fainter Willow, then either the
body, branches, or leaves. The tree, though it may be accounted wood,
yet the softest that yet I ever saw; for, with my knife, I can cut
down a tree as big as a mans leg at one chop. The fruit we boyl, and
serve it up with powdred pork, as we do turnips in _England_; but the
turnip is far the more savoury fruit.
[Sidenote: _Guaver._]
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account