Helvetius the Physician
O Sir! The presence of such a
new Guest shall never be troublesome
to me, but rather I receive
you as one of my best Friends. For
Philosophick Discourse, touching
the Secrets cf Nature, is the only
recreation of my Mind, also it is
such convenient Salutiferous Nutriment,
as no man can be worthy
to taste of, before he shall be
rightly disposed for that Banquet.
Enter, I pray, Friend, into the House.
Artist
Indeed Sir! Here, as it seems to
to me, you have a compleat Vulcanian
Shop, and perhaps all
these things Spagyrically and exactly
drawn from, the Mineral
Kingdom; but I pray, to what end so
many Medicaments? I believe,
that God in the things of Nature,
naturally gives such Medicines,
with a very few of which, we
may much sooner, and more safely
re-integrate the decayed, and languishing
Health of Man, unless
the Disease be Mortal, from a
deficiency of Nature, or from the
putrefaction of some noble internal
part hurt, or by reason of a total
absumption of the radical humidity
in which desperate Cases,
no Galenick Cure, or Paracelsick
Tincture can yeild releif. But in
ordinary Diseases it is not so; and
yet here, very many Men, before
the fatal term of Life be expired
(abfit Nemesis dicto) are enforced
to pass out of this fair Kingdom of
pleasing Light, into the Shadowed
Land of the Dead, whilst, either
they neglect the health of their
own Body, or commit the same to
the Faith of Physicians, unskilful
of the Remedy they have in their
hand.
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