1839, pp. 38, 39.

Bartholomaeus, in his "De Proprietatibus Rerum" (lib. v. 39), informs us
that "the liver is the place of voluptuousness and lyking of the flesh."

_Moles._ These have, from time immemorial, been regarded as ominous, and
special attention has been paid by the superstitious to their position
on the body.[923] In "A Midsummer-Night's Dream" (v. 1), a mole on a
child is spoken of by Oberon as a bad omen, who, speaking of the three
couples who had lately been married, says:

"And the blots of Nature's hand
Shall not in their issue stand;
Never mole, hare-lip, nor scar,
Nor mark prodigious, such as are
Despised in nativity,
Shall upon their children be."

[923] See Brand's "Pop. Antiq.," 1849, vol. iii. pp. 252-255.

Iachimo ("Cymbeline," ii. 2) represents Imogen as having

"On her left breast
A mole cinque-spotted, like the crimson drops
I' the bottom of a cowslip."

And we may also compare the words of Cymbeline (v. 5):

"Guiderius had
Upon his neck a mole, a sanguine star;
It was a mark of wonder."

_Spleen._ This was once supposed to be the cause of laughter, a notion
probably referred to by Isabella in "Measure for Measure" (ii. 2),
where, telling how the angels weep over the follies of men, she adds:

"who, with our spleens,
Would all themselves laugh mortal."

In "Taming of the Shrew" (Induction, sc. i.), the Lord says:

"haply my presence
May well abate the over-merry spleen,
Which otherwise would grow into extremes."

And Maria says to Sir Toby, in "Twelfth Night" (iii. 2): "If you desire
the spleen, and will laugh yourselves into stitches, follow me."

_Wits._ With our early writers, the five senses were usually called the
"five wits." So, in "Much Ado About Nothing" (i. 1), Beatrice says: "In
our last conflict four of his five wits went halting off, and now is the
whole man governed with one." In Sonnet cxli., Shakespeare makes a
distinction between wits and senses:

"But my five wits, nor my five senses can
Dissuade one foolish heart from serving thee."

The five wits, says Staunton, are "common wit, imagination, fantasy,
estimation, memory." Johnson says, the "wits seem to have been reckoned
five, by analogy to the five senses, or the five inlets of ideas." In
"King Lear" (iii. 4) we find the expression, "Bless thy five