Medicine & Kindred Arts in the Plays of ShakespeareJames MacLehose & Sons, publishers to the University, 1896 - 123 pages |
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ague Ajax All's alluded allusion Antony and Cleopatra belly birth blood body bones Caesar cheek cold Comedy of Errors Coriolanus cure cursed hebenon Cymbeline death diet doctor doth drink drug eyes Falstaff fever fistula following passage Galen give gout Hamlet hath healing heart Heaven Henry IV Henry VI Henry VIII humour Insanity King John King Lear labour lady lips liver Lond lord Love's Labour's Lost Macbeth madness Measure for Measure Meazels Medical medicine mentioned Merchant of Venice metaphor Midsummer-Night's Dream mother Moyes nature occurs Othello Paracelsus Pericles physician pia mater plague play poison pray pulse purge Queen quoted ratsbane referred rheum Richard Richard II Romeo and Juliet says Shake sick sleep speak spoken surgeon symptoms syphilis Tempest thee thou Timon of Athens Troilus and Cressida tub-fast urine veins venereal diseases Winter's Tale Wives of Windsor womb word wounds
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Page 18 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake : — 'tis true, this god did shake.
Page 52 - For nought so vile that on the earth doth live, But to the earth some special good doth give; Nor aught so good, but, strain'd from that fair use, Revolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse: Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied, And vice sometime's by action dignified.
Page 82 - tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church-door; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve: ask for me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this 100 world. A plague o...
Page 108 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me : I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Page 101 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Page 6 - They say miracles are past ; and we have our philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar, things supernatural and causeless. Hence is it that we make trifles of terrors ; ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear.
Page 83 - Ecstasy! My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful music. It is not madness That I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word, which madness Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace, Lay not that flattering unction to your soul, That not your trespass but my madness speaks; It will but skin and film the ulcerous place, Whiles rank corruption, mining all within, Infects unseen.
Page 106 - Thou must be patient ; we came crying hither : Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl and cry. I will preach to thee : mark. Glou. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools : this...
Page 39 - With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Page 51 - Look, where he comes ! Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.