"I do remember an apothecary,— And hereabouts he dwells,—whom late I noted In tatter'd 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 stuff'd, 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 scatter'd to make up a show."

"In such a night Medea gather'd the enchanted herbs That did renew old Æson."

"If thou couldst, doctor, cast The water of my land, find her disease, And purge it to a sound and pristine health, I would applaud thee to the very echo, That should applaud again."

"Therein the patient Must minister to himself. Throw physic to the dogs; I'll none of it."

"Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain, And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart?"

"How does your patient, doctor? Not so sick, my lord, As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies."

"Take physic, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel."

"In this point All his tricks founder, and he brings his physic After his patient's death."

"'Tis time to give 'em physic, their diseases Are grown so catching."

"In poison there is physic; and these news, Having been well, that would have made me sick; Being sick, have in some measure made me well."

"No cataplasm so rare, Collected from all simples that have virtue Under the moon, can save the thing from death."

"By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death Will seize the doctor too."

"Use three Physicians, Still-first Dr. Quiet, Next Dr. Merry-man And Dr. Dyet."

"Physicians, of all men, are most happy: whatever good success soever they have, the world proclaimeth and what faults they commit, the earth covereth."

"But, when the wit began to wheeze, And wine had warm'd the politician, Cur'd yesterday of my disease, I died last night of my physician."

"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."

"Banished the doctor, and expell'd the friend."

"Who shall decide when doctors disagree, And soundest casuists doubt, like you and me?"

"Learn from the beasts the physic of the field."

"So modern 'pothecaries, taught the art By doctor's bills to play the doctor's part, Bold in the practice of mistaken rules, Prescribe, apply, and call their masters fools."

"I have heard that Tiberius used to say that that man was ridiculous, who after sixty years, appealed to a physician."

"Medicus nihil aliud est quam animi consolatio."

"Dulcia non ferimus; succo renovamus amaro."

"How the Doctor's brow should smile, Crown'd with wreaths of camomile."

"Adrian, the Emperor, exclaimed incessantly, when dying, "That the crowd of physicians had killed him.""

"And in requital ope his leathern scrip, And show me simples of a thousand names, Telling their strange and vigorous faculties."

"Physician, heal thyself."

"You behold in me Only a travelling Physician; One of the few who have a mission To cure incurable diseases, Or those that are called so."

"Orandum est, ut sit mens sana in corpore sano."

"A pill that the present moment is daily bread to thousands."

"I firmly believe that if the whole materia medica could be sunk to the bottom of the sea, it would be all the better for mankind and all the worse for the fishes."

"Oh, powerful bacillus, With wonder how you fill us, Every day! While medical detectives, With powerful objectives, Watch your play."

""Is there no hope?" the sick man said, The silent doctor shook his head, And took his leave with signs of sorrow, Despairing of his fee to-morrow."

"A single doctor like a sculler plies, And all his art and all his physic tries; But two physicians, like a pair of oars, Conduct you soonest to the Stygian shores."

"One doctor, singly like the sculler plies, The patient struggles, and by inches dies; But two physicians, like a pair of oars, Waft him right swiftly to the Stygian shores."

"For of the most High cometh healing."

", n. A stone flung down the Bowery to kill a dog in Broadway."

"Even as a Surgeon, minding off to cut Some cureless limb, before in use he put His violent Engins on the vicious member, Bringeth his Patient in a senseless slumber, And grief-less then (guided by use and art), To save the whole, sawes off th' infected part."

"So liv'd our sires, ere doctors learn'd to kill, And multiplied with theirs the weekly bill."

"Better to hunt in fields for health unbought, Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught. The wise for cure on exercise depend; God never made his work for man to mend."

"Take a little rum The less you take the better, Pour it in the lakes Of Wener or of Wetter. Dip a spoonful out And mind you don't get groggy, Pour it in the lake Of Winnipissiogie. * Stir the mixture well Lest it prove inferior, Then put half a drop Into Lake Superior. Every other day Take a drop in water, You'll be better soon Or at least you oughter."

"When taken To be well shaken."

"Ægri quia non omnes convalescunt, idcirco ars nulla medicina est."

"Dios que dá la llaga, dá la medicina."

"This is the way that physicians mend or end us, Secundum artem: but although we sneer In health—when ill, we call them to attend us, Without the least propensity to jeer."

"Learn'd he was in medic'nal lore, For by his side a pouch he wore, Replete with strange hermetic powder That wounds nine miles point-blank would solder."