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So modern 'pothecaries, taught the art
By doctor's bills to play the doctor's part,
Bold in the read more
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.
Doctors are men who prescribe medicines of which they know little, to cure diseases of which they know less, in read more
Doctors are men who prescribe medicines of which they know little, to cure diseases of which they know less, in human beings of whom they know nothing
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.
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.
A doctor's reputation is made by the number of eminent men who die under his care.
A doctor's reputation is made by the number of eminent men who die under his care.
So liv'd our sires, ere doctors learn'd to kill,
And multiplied with theirs the weekly bill.
So liv'd our sires, ere doctors learn'd to kill,
And multiplied with theirs the weekly bill.
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.]
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.
How the Doctor's brow should smile,
Crown'd with wreaths of camomile.
How the Doctor's brow should smile,
Crown'd with wreaths of camomile.