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I do remember an apothecary,
And hereabouts 'a dwells, which late I noted
In tatt'red weeds, with read more
I do remember an apothecary,
And hereabouts 'a dwells, which late I noted
In tatt'red weeds, with overwhelming brows,
Culling of simples. Meagre were his looks,
Sharp misery had worn him to the bones;
And in his needy shop a tortoise hung,
An alligator stuffed, and other skins
Of ill-shaped fishes; and about his shelves
A beggarly account of empty boxes,
Green earthen pots, bladders, and musty seeds,
Remnants of packthread, and old cakes of roses
Were thinly scattered, to make up a show.
When I was sick, you gave me bitter pills,
And I must minister the like to you.
When I was sick, you gave me bitter pills,
And I must minister the like to you.
If we practiced medicine like we practice education, we'd look for the liver on the right side and left side read more
If we practiced medicine like we practice education, we'd look for the liver on the right side and left side in alternate years.
We do not bear sweets; we are recruited by a bitter potion.
[Lat., Dulcia non ferimus; succo renovamus amaro.]
We do not bear sweets; we are recruited by a bitter potion.
[Lat., Dulcia non ferimus; succo renovamus amaro.]
Trust not the physician;
His antidotes are poison, and he slays
More than you rob.
Trust not the physician;
His antidotes are poison, and he slays
More than you rob.
It requires a great deal of faith for a man to be cured by his own placebos.
It requires a great deal of faith for a man to be cured by his own placebos.
America's health care system is neither healthy, caring, nor a system.
America's health care system is neither healthy, caring, nor a system.
To array a man's will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine.
To array a man's will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine.
He's the best physician that knows the worthlessness of the most medicines.
He's the best physician that knows the worthlessness of the most medicines.