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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. HOLMES-Lecture before the Harvard Medical

School. 2

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

DOUGLAS JERROLDThe Catspaw. Act I. "Sc. 1.


Banished the doctor, and expell’d the friend.

POPE-Moral Essays. Ep. III. L. 330.
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.

PRIOR-Alma. Canto III. L. 97.
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. PRIOR-The Remedy Worse than the Disease. Physicians, of all men, are most happy: whatever good success soever they have, the world proclaimeth and what faults they commit, the earth covereth.

QUARLES-Hieroglyphics of the Life of Man.


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Orandum est, ut sit mens sana in corpore sano.

A sound mind in a sound body is a thing to be prayed for. JUVENAL—Satires. X. 356. (See also QUOTATIONS under DISEASE)

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.
LONGFELLOW-Christus. The Golden Legend.

Pt. I.
Physician, heal thyself.

Luke. IV. 23. Quoted as a proverb
And in requital ope his leathern scrip,
And show me simples of a thousand names,
Telling their strange and vigorous faculties.

MILTONComus. L. 626. 7 Adrian, the Emperor, exclaimed incessantly, when dying, "That the crowd of physicians had killed him.


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

MOORE-Wreaths for Ministers.
Dulcia non ferimus; succo renovamus amaro.

We do not bear sweets; we are recruited by a bitter potion. OVID-Ars Amatoria. III. 583.

10 Medicus nihil aliud est quam animi consolatio.

A physician is nothing but a consoler of the mind. PETRONIUS ARBITER—Satyricon. 11

I have heard that Tiberius used to say that that man was ridiculous, who after sixty years, appealed to a physician. PLUTARCH-De Sanitate tuenda. Vol. II. 12

(See also TACITUS)
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.

POPE-Essay on Criticism. L. 108.

13 Learn from the beasts the physic of the field.

POPEEssay on Man. Ep. III. L. 174.

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

POPE-Moral Essays. Ep. III.

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

Cymbeline. Act V. Sc. 5. L. 29. 21

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

Hamlet. Act IV. Sc. 7. L. 144.

22 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.

Henry IV. Pt. II. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 137

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Must minister to himself.

Throw physic to the dogs; I'll none of it.
Macbeth. Act V. Sc. 3. L. 40.

Thy thoughts to nobler meditations give,

And study how to die, not how to live. 1 If thou couldst, doctor, cast

GEO. GRANVILLE (Lord Lansdowne)—MediThe water of my land, find her disease,

tations on Death. St. 1. And purge it to a sound and pristine health, I would applaud thee to the very echo,

Happy the heart that keeps its twilight hour, That should applaud again.

And, in the depths of heavenly peace reclined, Macbeth. Act V. Sc. 3. L. 50.

Loves to commune with thoughts of tender

power, In such a night

Thoughts that ascend, like angels beautiful, Medea gather'd the enchanted herbs

A shining Jacob's-ladder of the mind! That did renew old Æson.

PAUL H. HAYNE-Sonnet IX. Merchant of Venice. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 12. 3

In maiden meditation, fancy-free. I do remember an apothecary,

Midsummer Night's Dream. Act II. Sc. 1. And hereabouts he dwells,—whom late I noted

L. 164.
In tatter'd weeds, with overwhelming brows,
Culling of simples; meagre were his looks,
Sharp misery had worn him to the bones:

Divinely bent to meditation;
And in his needy shop a tortoise hung,

And in no worldly suits would he be mov'd, An alligator stuff'd, and other skins

To draw him from his holy exercise.

Richard III. Act III. Sc. 7. L. 61.
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.

As two floating planks meet and part on the sea,

O friend! so I met and then drifted from thee. Romeo and Juliet. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 37.

Wm. R. ALGER-Oriental Poetry. The Brief You rub the sore,

Chance Encounter. When you should bring the plaster.

(See also ARNOLD, BULWER, LONGFELLOW, Tempest. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 138.

MOORE, SMITH, STEDMAN) 5 Trust not the physician;

Like a plank of driftwood His antidotes are poison, and he slays

Tossed on the watery main, More than you rob.

Another plank encountered, Timon of Athens. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 434 Meets, touches, parts again;

So tossed, and drifting ever,

On life's unresting sea,
When I was sick, you gave me bitter pills. Men meet, and greet, and sever,
Two Gentlemen of Verona. Act II. Sc. 4.

Parting eternally.
L. 149.

EDWIN ARNOLD-Book of Good Counsel. Trans. 7

from the Sanscrit of the Hitopadéeso. A Crudelem medicum intemperans æger facit.

literal trans. by Max MÜLLER appeared in A disorderly patient makes the physician The Fortnightly, July, 1898. He also transcruel.

lated the same idea from the Mahavastu. SYRUS-Maxims.

Like driftwood spars which meet and pass He (Tiberius) was wont to mock at the arts Upon the boundless ocean-plain, of physicians, and at those who, after thirty So on the sea of life, alas! years of age, needed counsel as to what was good Man nears man, meets, and leaves again. or bad for their bodies.

MATTHEW ARNOLD-Terrace at Berne. TACITUS-Annals. Bk. VI. Ch. XLVI.

(See also ALGER)
Same told by SUETONIUS--Life of Tiberius.
(See also PLUTARCH)

As drifting logs of wood may haply meet
On ocean's waters surging to and fro,

And having met, drift once again apart,
Ægrescitque medendo.

So, fleeting is the intercourse of men.
The medicine increases the disease.
VERGIL-Æneid. XII. 46.

E'en as a traveler meeting with the shade 10

Of some o'erhung tree, awhile reposes, But nothing is more estimable

than a physician

Then leaves its shelter to pursue his ways, who, having studied nature from his youth, So men meet friends, then part with them for knows the properties of the human body, the diseases which assail it, the remedies which will

Trans. of the Code of Manu. In Words of Wisbenefit it, exercises his art with caution, and pays

dom. equal attention to the rich and the poor. VOLTAIRE-A Philosophical Dictionary. Phy We met—'twas in a crowd. sicians,










12 We shall meet but we shall miss her.








Two lives that once part, are as ships that divide When, moment on moment, there rushes between

The one and the other, a sea;-.
Ah, never can fall from the days that have been

A gleam on the years that shall be!
BULWER-LYTTON-A Lament. L. 10.

(See also ALGER) 2

As vessels starting from ports thousands of miles apart pass close to each other in the naked breadths of the ocean, nay, sometimes even touch in the dark. HOLMES—Professor at the Breakfast Table.

(See also ALGER) 3 The joy of meeting not unmixed with pain.

LONGFELLOW-Morituri Salutamus. L. 113. Ships that pass in the night, and speak each

other in passing, Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the

darkness: So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one

another, Only

a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence. LONGFELLOW-Tales of a Wayside Inn. The Theologian's Tale. Elizabeth. Pt. IV.

(See also ALGER) 5 In life there are meetings which seem Like a fate. OWEN MEREDITH (Lord Lytton)-Lucile. Pt.

II. Canto III. St. 8.
And soon, too soon, we part with pain,
To sail o'er silent seas again.

THOMAS MOORE-Meeting of the Ships.

(See also ALGER) Some day, some day of days, threading the street

With idle, heedless pace,
Unlooking for such grace,

I shall behold your face!
Some day, some day of days, thus may we meet.

NORA PERRY-Some Day of Days.

And so he'll die; and, rising so again,
When I shall meet him in the court of heaven
I shall not know him.

King John. Act III. Sc. 4. L. 86.
When shall we three meet again
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?

Macbeth. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 1.
We twain have met like the ships upon the sea,
Who behold an hour's converse, so short, so

sweet; One little hour! and then, away they speed On lonely paths, through mist, and cloud, and

foam, To meet no more. ALEXANDER SMITH-Life Drama. Sc. IV.

(See also ALGER) 11 Alas, by what rude fate Our lives, like ships at sea, an instant meet, Then part forever on their courses fleet. E.C. STEDMAN-Blameless Prince. St. 51.

(See also ALGER)


MELANCHOLY All my griefs to this are jolly, Naught so damn'd as melancholy.

BURTON—Abstract to Anatomy of Melancholy. All my joys to this are folly, Naught so sweet as melancholy. BURTON—Abstract to Anatomy of Melancholy.

(See also STRODE) As melancholy as an unbraced drum.

CENTLIVRE—Wonder. Act II. Sc. 1. With eyes upraised, as one inspired, Pale Melancholy sate retired; And, from her wild, sequester'd seat, In notes by distance made more sweet, Pour'd through the mellow horn her pensive soul. COLLINSThe Passions. L. 57.

Tell us, pray, what devil This melancholy is, which can transform Men into monsters. JOHN FORD-The Lover's Melancholy. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 107.

Is not, as you conceive, indisposition
Of body, but the mind's disease.
JOHN FORD- The Lover's Melancholy. Act III.

Sc. 1. L. 111.
Here rests his head upon the lap of earth,

A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown;
Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth,

And Melancholy marked him for her own.
GRAY-Elegy in a Country Churchyard. The

There's not a string attuned to mirth
But has its chord in melancholy.
Hoo-Ode to Melancholy.

(See also BURTON) 21

Employment, sir, and hardships, prevent melancholy. SAMUEL JOHNSON—Boswell's Life of Johnson. (1777)

Moping melancholy, And moon-struck madness.

MILTON-Paradise Lost. Bk. XI. L. 485. Goyou may call it madness, folly,

You shall not chase my gloom away. There's such a charm in melancholy,

I would not, if I could, be gay!

SAMUEL ROGERS—TO St. 1. I can suck melancholy out of a song.

As You Like It. Act II. Sc. 5. L. 12. 25

O melancholy! Who ever yet could sound thy bottom? find The ooze, to show what coast thy sluggish crare Might easiliest harbour in?

Cymbeline. Act IV. Sc. 2. L. 205.






Than thus remember thee.
BYRON-And Thou art Dead as Young and Fair.

The greatest note of it is his melancholy.
Much Ado About Nothing. Act III. Sc. 2. L.




To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die.

CAMPBELL-Hallowed Ground. St. 6.




And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy.

Taming of the Shrew. Induction. Sc. 2. L. 135. Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights

Wherein you spend your folly!
There's nought in this life sweet,
If man were wise to see 't,

But only melancholy,
Oh, sweetest melancholy!
DR. STRODE — Song in Praise of Melancholy.

As given in MALONE's MSS. in the Bodleian
Library. MS. No. 21. It appears in DR.
STRODE's play, The Floating Island. At-
tributed to FLETCHER, who inserted it in
The Nice Valour. Act III. Sc. 3.

(See also BURTON)


MEMORY Far from our eyes th’ Enchanting Objects set, Advantage by the friendly Distance get. ALEXIS. A poem against Fruition. From Poems

by Several Hands. Pub. 1685.

When promise and patience are wearing thin,
When endurance is almost driven in,
When our angels stand in a waiting hush,
Remember the Marne and Ferdinand Foch.

BLISS CARMANThe Man of the Marne. Though sands be black and bitter black the sea,

Night lie before me and behind me night,

And God within far Heaven refuse to light
The consolation of the dawn for me,-
Between the shadowy burns of Heaven and

It is enough love leaves my soul to dwell

With memory.

Les souvenirs embellissent la vie, l'oubli seul la rend possible.

Remembrances embellish life but forgetfulness alone makes it possible. GEN'L CIALDINI-Written in an album. 17

Memoria est thesaurus omnium rerum custos.

Memory is the treasury and guardian of all things. CICERODe Oratore. I. 5. 18

Vita enim mortuorum in memoria vivorum est posita.

The life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living CICEROPhilippicæ. IX. 5.



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Oh, how cruelly sweet are the echoes that start When Memory plays an old tune on the heart! Eliza Cook-Journal. Vol. IV. Old Dobbin.

St. 16.

Out of sighte, out of mynde.
Quoted as a saying by NATHANIEL BACON. In

Private Correspondence of Lady Cornwallis.
P. 19. GOOGE. Title of Eclog.

(See also LADY BACON)
Tell me the tales that to me were so dear,

Long, long ago, long, long ago.

THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY-Long, Long Ago. Oh, I have roamed o'er many lands,

And many friends I've met;
Not one fair scene or kindly smile

Can this fond heart forget.
THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY-0, Steer my Bark to

Erin's Isle.



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Friends depart, and memory takes them
To her caverns, pure

and deep. THOMAS HAYNES BAYLYTeach Me to Forget.



Out of mind as soon as out of sight.

(See also BACON) The mother may forget the child

That smiles sae sweetly on her knee; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn,

And all that thou hast done for me!
BURNSLament for Glencairn.

But woe to him, who left to moan,
Reviews the hours of brightness gone.
EURIPIDES-Iphigenia in Taurus. L. 1121.

Trans. by ANSTICE.




Memory (is) like a purse, --if it be over-full that it cannot shut, all will drop out of it. Take heed of a gluttonous curiosity to feed on many things, lest the greediness of the appetite of thy memory spoil the digestion thereof. FULLER-Holy and Profane States. Bk. III.

of Vemory.

Yet how much less it were to gain,

Though thou hast left me free, The loveliest things that still remain,





tion in a fictitious magazine, Greenwich Mag. By every remove I only drag a greater length for Marines, 1707. (Hoax.) It appeared in of chain.

MRS. MARY SHERWOOD's novel, The Nun. GOLDSMITH-Citizen of the World. No. 3. See Same idea in POPE-Epistle to Robert, Earl also his Traveller.

of Oxford, and Earl Mortimer.

Though lost to sight to memory dear Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, The absent

claim a sigh, the dead a tear. Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. SIR DAVID DUNDAS offered 5 shillings during GOLDSMITH-Deserted Village. L. 81.

his life (1799–1877) to any one who could 3

produce the origin of this first line. See Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see,

Notes and Queries, Oct. 21, 1916. P. 336. My heart untravell’d fondly turns to thee;

Dem Augen fern dem Herzen ewig nah'. Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain,

On a tomb in Dresden, near that of VON And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. WEBER's. See Notes and Queries, March 27, GOLDSMITH-Traveller. L. 7. See also his 1909. P. 249. Citizen of the World.

(See also BACON, RIDER) A place in thy memory, Dearest!

I recollect a nurse called Ann, Is all that I claim:

Who carried me about the grass, To pause and look back when thou hearest

And one fine day a fine young man The sound of my name.

Came up and kissed the pretty lass. GERALD GRIFFIN-A Place in Thy Memory, She did not make the least objection. Dearest.

Thinks I, “Aha, 5

When I can talk I'll tell Mama," Fer from eze, fer from herte,

And that's my earliest recollection. Quoth Hendyng.

FRED. LOCKER-LAMPSON-A Terrible Infant. HENDYNG-Proverbs, MSS. (Circa 1320) (See also BACON)

The leaves of memory seemed to make So may it be: that so dead Yesterday,

A mournful rustling in the dark.
No sad-eyed ghost but generous and gay,

LONGFELLOWThe Fire of Drift-Wood.
May serve you memories like almighty wine,
When you are old.

The heart hath its own memory, like the mind, HENLEY-When You Are Old.

And in it are enshrined 7

The precious keepsakes, into which is wrought I remember, I remember,

The giver's loving thought. The house where I was born,

LONGFELLOW--From My Arm-Chair. St. 12. The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn;

This memory brightens o'er the past, He never came a wink too soon,

As when the sun concealed Nor brought too long a day,

Behind some cloud that near us hangs, But now, I often wish the night

Shines on a distant field. Had borne my breath away!

LONGFELLOW-A Gleam of Sunshine. HOOD-I Remember, I Remember. (See also PRAED)

There comes to me out of the Past

A voice, whose tones are sweet and wild, Where is the heart that doth not keep,

Singing a song almost divine, Within its inmost core,

And with a tear in every line. Some fond remembrance hidden deep,

LONGFELLOW-Tales of a Wayside Inn. Pt. Of days that are no more?

III. Interlude before "The Mother's Ghost." ELLEN C. HOWARTH'Tis but a Little Faded Flower.

Nothing now is left

But a majestic memory. And when he is out of sight, quickly also is he LONGFELLOWThree Friends of Mine. L. 10. out of mind. Thos. À KEMPIS-Imitation of Christ. Bk. I.

Wakes the bitter memory. Ch. XXIII.

Of what he was, what is, and what must be (See also BACON)

Worse. 10

MILTONParadise Lost. Bk. IV. L. 24.
Badness of memory every one complains of,
but nobody of the want of judgment.
LA ROCHEFOUCAULD-Reflections and Moral

Il se veoid par expérience, que les mémoires Maxims. No. 463.

excellentes se joignent volontiers aux jugements

débiles. 11 Tho' lost to sight to mem'ry dear

Experience teaches that a good memory is Thou ever wilt remain.

generally joined to a weak judgment.

MONTAIGNE--Essays. I. 9. Geo. LINLEYThough Lost to Sight. First

line found as an axiom in Monthly Magazine, Jan., 1827. HORACE F. CUTLER published To live with them is far less sweet a poern with same refrain, calling himself Than to remember thee! "Ruthven Jenkyns," crediting its publica MOORE-I Saw Thy Form in Youthful Prime.







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