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Use three Physicians,
Still-first Dr. Quiet,
Next Dr. Merry-man
And Dr. Dyet.
Author: Unattributed Author
Source: Regimen Sanitatis Salernitanum, (edition 1607)
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The physician heals, Nature makes well.
[Lat., Medicus curat, Natura sanat morbus.]
Author: Unattributed Author
Source: Regimen Sanitatis Salernitanum, (edition 1607)
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A man's own observation, what he find good of, and what he finds
hurt of, is the best physic to preserve health.
Author: Francis Bacon
Source: Essays--Of Regimen of Health
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I find the medicine worse than the malady.
Author: Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher
Source: Love's Cure (act III, sc. 2)
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For of the most High cometh healing.
Author: Bible
Source: Ecclesiasticus (ch. XXXVIII, v. 2)
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And he said unto them, Ye will surely say unto me this proverb,
Physician, heal thyself: whatsoever we have heard done in
Capernaum, do also here in thy country.
Author: Bible
Source: Luke (ch. V, v. 23)
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A single doctor likes 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.
Author: Bible
Source: Luke (ch. V, v. 23)
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The rich Physician, honor'd Lawyers ride,
Whilst the poor Scholar foots it by their side.
[Lat., Dat Galenus opes, dat Justinianus honores,
Sed genus species cogitur ire pedes.]
Author: Robert Burton
Source: Anatomy of Melancholy (I, 2, 3, 15)
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'Tis not amiss, ere ye're giv'n o'er,
To try one desp'rate med'cine more;
For where your case can be no worse,
The desp'rat'st is the wisest course.
Author: Samuel Butler (1)
Source: Epistle of Hudibras to Sidrophel (l. 5)
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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.
Author: Samuel Butler (1)
Source: Hudibras (pt. I, canto II, l. 223)
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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.
Author: Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)
Source: Don Juan (canto X, st. 42)
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God who sends the wound sends the medicine.
[Sp., Dios que da la llaga, da la medicina.]
Author: Cervantes (Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra)
Source: Don Quixote (II, 19)
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Because all the sick do not recover, therefore medicine is not an
art.
[Lat., Aegri quia non omnes convalescunt, idcirco ars nulla
medicina est.]
Author: Cicero (Marcus Tullius Cicero)
Source: De Natura Deorum (II, 4)
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When taken
To be well shaken.
Author: George Colman ("The Younger")
Source: Broad Grins--The Newcastle Apothecary (st. 12)
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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.
Author: Bishop George Washington Doane
Source: Lines on Homeopathy
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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.
Author: John Dryden
Source: Epistle to John Dryden of Chesterton (l. 92)
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So liv'd our sires, ere doctors learn'd to kill,
And multiplied with theirs the weekly bill.
Author: John Dryden
Source: To John Dryden, Esq. (l. 71)
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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.
- Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,
Author: Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas
Source: Divine Weekes and Workes--First Week--Sixth Day (l. 1,018)
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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.
Author: Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas
Source: Divine Weekes and Workes--First Week--Sixth Day (l. 1,018)
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"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.
Author: John Gay
Source: The Sick Man and the Angel
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Constant attention by a good nurse may be just as important as a
major operation by a surgeon.
Author: Dag Hammarskjold
Source: News Summaries, Mar. 18.1956
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Oh, powerful bacillus,
With wonder how you fill us,
Every day!
While medical detectives,
With powerful objectives,
Watch your play.
Author: William Tod Helmuth
Source: Ode to the Bacillus
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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.
Author: Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
Source: Lecture before the Harvard Medical School
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A pill that the present moment is daily bread to thousands.
Author: Douglas Jerrold
Source: The Catspaw (act I, sc. I)
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A sound mind in a sound body is a thing to be prayed for.
[Lat., Orandum est, ut sit mens sana in corpore sano.]
Author: Juvenal (Decimus Junius Juvenal)
Source: Satires (X, 356)
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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.
Author: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Source: Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. I)
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And in requital ope his leathern scrip,
And show me simples of a thousand names,
Telling their strange and vigorous faculties.
Author: John Milton
Source: Comus (l. 626)
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Adrian, the Emperor, exclaimed incessantly, when dying, "That the
crowd of physicians had killed him."
Author: Michael Eyquen de Montaigne
Source: Essays (bk. II, ch. XXXVII)
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How the Doctor's brow should smile,
Crown'd with wreaths of camomile.
Author: Michael Eyquen de Montaigne
Source: Essays (bk. II, ch. XXXVII)
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We do not bear sweets; we are recruited by a bitter potion.
[Lat., Dulcia non ferimus; succo renovamus amaro.]
Author: Ovid (Publius Ovidius Naso)
Source: Ara Amatoria (III, 583)
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A physician is nothing but a consoler of the mind.
[Lat., Medicus nihil aliud est quam animi consolatio.]
Author: Petronius (Petronius Arbiter)
Source: Satyricon
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I have heard that Tiberius used to say that that man was
ridiculous, who after sixth years, appealed to a physician.
Author: Plutarch
Source: De Sanitate tuenda (vol. II)
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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.
Author: Alexander Pope
Source: Essay on Criticism (l. 108)
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Learn from the beasts the physic of the field.
Author: Alexander Pope
Source: Essay on Man (ep. III, l. 174)
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Who shall decide when doctors disagree,
And soundest casuists doubt, like you and me?
Author: Alexander Pope
Source: Moral Essays (ep. III)
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Banished the doctor, and expell'd the friend.
Author: Alexander Pope
Source: Moral Essays (ep. III, l. 330)
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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.
Author: Matthew Prior
Source: Alma (canto III, l. 97)
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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.
Author: Matthew Prior
Source: The Remedy Worse than the Disease
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Though bitter, good medicine cures illness. Though it may hurt,
loyal criticism will have beneficial effects.
Author: Matthew Prior
Source: The Remedy Worse than the Disease
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Physicians, of all men, are most happy: whatever good success
soever they have, the world proclaimeth and what faults they
commit, the earth covereth.
Author: Francis Quarles
Source: Hieroglyphics of the Life of Man
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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?
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: Cymbeline (Cymbeline at V, iv)
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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.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: Hamlet Prince of Denmark (Laertes at IV, vii)
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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.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: King Henry the Fourth, Part II (Northumberland at I, i)
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Take physic, pomp;
Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel,
That thou mayst shake the superflux to them
And show the heavens more just.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: King Lear (King Lear at III, iv)
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'Tis time to give 'em physic, their diseases
Are grown so catching.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: The Life of King Henry the Eighth (Sandys at I, iii)
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But in this point
All his tricks founder and he brings his physic
After his patient's death: the king already
Hath married the fair lady.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: The Life of King Henry the Eighth (Chamberlain at III, ii)
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Trust not the physician;
His antidotes are poison, and he slays
More than you rob.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: The Life of Timon of Athens (Timon at IV, iii)
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(Macbeth:) How does your patient, doctor?
(Doctor:) Not so sick, my lord,
As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies
That keep her from her rest.
(Macbeth:) Cure her of that!
Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased,
Pluck from the memory of a rooted sorrow,
Raze out the written troubles of the brain,
And with some sweet oblivious antidote
Cleanse the stuffed bosom of the perilous stuff
Which weighs upon the heart?
(Doctor:) Therein the patient
Must minister to himself.
(Macbeth:) Throw physic to the dogs, I'll none of it!
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: Macbeth (Macbeth & Doctor at V, iii)
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In such a night
Did Thisbe fearfully o'ertrip the dew,
And saw the lion's shadow ere himself,
And ran dismayed away.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: The Merchant of Venice (Jessica at V, i)
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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.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: Romeo and Juliet (Romeo at V, i)
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