The Doctor in History, Literature, Folk-Lore, Etc.
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The Doctor in History, Literature, Folk-Lore, Etc.
Literature and medicine; Physicians; Physicians in literature
Modern medical science, as one of its great exponents has pointed out,
plays a waiting game when miracles are spoken of, and when magic is
claimed to supersede specific remedies. "When it is asked to believe in
the violent and erratic violation of laws of matter and force, science
stands on an impregnable rock, fenced round by bulwarks of logical fact,
and flanked by the bastions of knowledge of nature and her constitution."
And as exact knowledge spreads, Prospero will have no alternative but to
break his staff, and bury it fathoms deep.
Chaucer's Doctor of Physic.
BY W. H. THOMPSON.
In the "Canterbury Tales" we have an inimitable gallery of fourteenth
century portraits, drawn from life, with all a great master's delicacy of
finish and touch. And in none of these pictures does Chaucer excel himself
more than in that of his "Doctor of Physic." We may take it for granted
that the portrait is no mere fanciful one, with its pre-Raphaelite
minuteness of detail, sketched with the poet's own peculiar skill. With
what mischievous and yet altogether playful and good-natured humour is the
man of medicine presented to us!
"With us there was a doctour of phisike
In all this world ne was there none like him
To speak of phisike and of surgerie."
What manner of man was this paragon of medical knowledge? In personal
appearance he was somewhat of an exquisite. "Clothes are unspeakably
significant" saith the immortal Teufelsdrockh, and every practitioner who
has his _clientele_ largely yet to make knows the importance of being
well dressed. Chaucer's grave graduate was apparelled in a purple surcoat,
and a blue and white furred hood.
"In sanguine and in perse he clad was all
Lined with taffata and with sendall,"
and yet no luxurious sybarite by any means was he,
"Of his diet measureable was he,
For it was no superfluity,
But of great nourishing and digestable."
A man of simple habits, even perhaps given to holding his purse strings
somewhat tightly.
"He was but easy of expense,
He kept that he won in pestilence."
For, as the poet adds with his characteristic merry sly humour,
"Gold in physic is a cordial,
Therefore he loved gold in special."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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