I bought an unction of a mountebank,
So mortal that, but dip a knife in it,
Where it draws blood so cataplasm so rare,
Collected from all simples that have virtue
Under the moon, can save the thing from death
That is but scratched withal. I'll touch my point
With this contagion, that, if I gall him slightly,
It may be death.
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For of the most High cometh healing.
For of the most High cometh healing.
He (Tiberius) was wont to mock at the arts of physicians, and at
those who, after thirty years of read more
He (Tiberius) was wont to mock at the arts of physicians, and at
those who, after thirty years of age, needed counsel as to what
was good or bad for their bodies.
A physician is nothing but a consoler of the mind.
[Lat., Medicus nihil aliud est quam animi consolatio.]
A physician is nothing but a consoler of the mind.
[Lat., Medicus nihil aliud est quam animi consolatio.]
Who worse than a physician
Would this report become? But I consider
By med'cine life may be read more
Who worse than a physician
Would this report become? But I consider
By med'cine life may be prolonged, yet death
Will seize the doctor too. How ended she?
Void of all honor, avaricious, rash,
The daring tribe compound their boasted trash--
Tincture of syrup, lotion, read more
Void of all honor, avaricious, rash,
The daring tribe compound their boasted trash--
Tincture of syrup, lotion, drop, or pill;
All tempt the sick to trust the lying bill.
It is infinitely better to transplant a heart than to bury it so it can be devoured by worms.
It is infinitely better to transplant a heart than to bury it so it can be devoured by worms.
But nothing is more estimable than a physician who, having
studied nature from his youth, knows the properties of read more
But nothing is more estimable than a physician who, having
studied nature from his youth, knows the properties of the human
body, the diseases which assail it, the remedies which will
benefit it, exercises his art with caution, and pays equal
attention to the rich and the poor.
- Voltaire (Francois Marie Arouet Voltaire),
A pill that the present moment is daily bread to thousands.
A pill that the present moment is daily bread to thousands.
You tell your doctor, that y' are ill
And what does he, but write a bill,
Of read more
You tell your doctor, that y' are ill
And what does he, but write a bill,
Of which you need not read one letter,
The worse the scrawl, the dose the better.
For if you knew but what you take,
Though you recover, he must break.
