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ht the list not long enough; And therefore Midwifery he chose to pin to't. This balance'd things:--for if he hurl'd A few score mortals from the world, He made amends by bringing others into't. His fame full six miles round the country ran; In short, in reputation he was _solus_: All the old women call'd him "a fine man!" His name was Bolus. Benjamin Bolus, tho' in _trade_, (Which oftentimes will Genius fetter) Read works of fancy, it is said; And cultivated the _Belles Lettres_. And why should this be thought so odd? Can't men have taste who cure a phthysic; Of Poetry tho' Patron-God, Apollo patronises physick. Bolus love'd verse;--and took so much delight in't, That his prescriptions he resolve'd to write in't. No opportunity he e'er let pass Of writing the directions, on his labels, In dapper couplets,--like _Gay's Fables_; Or, rather, like the lines in _Hudibras_. Apothecary's verse!--and where's the treason? 'Tis simply honest dealing:--not a crime;-- When patients swallow physick without reason, It is but fair to give a little rhyme. He had a Patient lying at death's door, Some three miles from the town,--it might be four; To whom, one evening, Bolus sent an article, In Pharmacy, that's call'd cathartical. And, on the label of the stuff, He wrote this verse; Which, one would think, was clear enough, And terse:-- "_When taken, To be well shaken._" Next morning, early, Bolus rose; And to the Patient's house he goes;-- Upon his pad, Who a vile trick of stumbling had: It was, indeed, a very sorry hack; But that's of course: For what's expected from a horse With an Apothecary on his back? Bolus arrive'd; and gave a doubtful tap;-- Between a single and a double rap.-- Knocks of this kind Are given by Gentlemen who teach to dance: By Fiddlers, and by Opera-singers: One loud, and then a little one behind; As if the knocker fell, by chance, Out of their fingers. The Servant lets him in, with dismal face, Long as a courtier's out of place-- Portending some disaster; John's countenance as rueful look'd, and grim, As if th' Apothecary had physick'd him,-- And not his master. "Well, how's the Patient?" Bolus said:-- John shook his head
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