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The rich Physician, honor'd Lawyers ride,
Whilst the poor Scholar foots it by their side.
[Lat., Dat read more
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.]
Medicine can only cure curable diseases, and then not always.
Medicine can only cure curable diseases, and then not always.
One doctor, singly like the sculler plies,
The patient struggles, and by inches dies;
But two physicians, read more
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.
Physicians, of all men, are most happy: whatever good success
soever they have, the world proclaimeth and what faults read more
Physicians, of all men, are most happy: whatever good success
soever they have, the world proclaimeth and what faults they
commit, the earth covereth.
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.
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.
(Macbeth:) How does your patient, doctor?
(Doctor:) Not so sick, my lord,
As she is troubled with read more
(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!
The physician heals, Nature makes well.
[Lat., Medicus curat, Natura sanat morbus.]
The physician heals, Nature makes well.
[Lat., Medicus curat, Natura sanat morbus.]
A single doctor likes a sculler plies,
And all his art and all his physic tries;
But read more
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.