<p>If we were even assured that, when they make a mistake, that mistake of
theirs would do us no harm, though it did us no good, it were a reasonable
bargain to venture the making ourselves better without any danger of being
made worse. AEsop tells a story, that one who had bought a Morisco slave,
believing that his black complexion had arrived by accident and the ill
usage of his former master, caused him to enter with great care into a
course of baths and potions: it happened that the Moor was nothing amended
in his tawny complexion, but he wholly lost his former health. How often
do we see physicians impute the death of their patients to one another? I
remember that some years ago there was an epidemical disease, very
dangerous and for the most part mortal, that raged in the towns about us:
the storm being over which had swept away an infinite number of men, one
of the most famous physicians of all the country, presently after
published a book upon that subject, wherein, upon better thoughts, he
confesses that the letting blood in that disease was the principal cause
of so many mishaps. Moreover, their authors hold that there is no physic
that has not something hurtful in it. And if even those of the best
operation in some measure offend us, what must those do that are totally
misapplied? For my own part, though there were nothing else in the case, I
am of opinion, that to those who loathe the taste of physic, it must needs
be a dangerous and prejudicial endeavour to force it down at so
incommodious a time, and with so much aversion, and believe that it
marvellously distempers a sick person at a time when he has so much need
of repose. And more over, if we but consider the occasions upon which they
usually ground the cause of our diseases, they are so light and nice, that
I thence conclude a very little error in the dispensation of their drugs
may do a great deal of mischief. Now, if the mistake of a physician be so
dangerous, we are in but a scurvy condition; for it is almost impossible
but he must often fall into those mistakes: he had need of too many parts,
considerations, and circumstances, rightly to level his design: he must
know the sick person's complexion, his temperament, his humours,
inclinations, actions, nay, his very thoughts and imaginations; he must be
assured of the external circumstances, of the nature of the place, the
quality of the air and season, the situation of the planets, and their
influences: he must know in the disease, the causes, prognostics,
affections, and critical days; in the drugs, the weight, the power of
working, the country, figure, age, and dispensation, and he must know how
rightly to proportion and mix them together, to beget a just and perfect
symmetry; wherein if there be the least error, if amongst so many springs
there be but any one out of order, 'tis enough to destroy us. God knows
with how great difficulty most of these things are to be understood: for
(for example) how shall the physician find out the true sign of the
disease, every disease being capable of an infinite number of indications?
How many doubts and controversies have they amongst themselves upon the
interpretation of urines? otherwise, whence should the continual debates
we see amongst them about the knowledge of the disease proceed? how could
we excuse the error they so oft fall into, of taking fox for marten? In
the diseases I have had, though there were ever so little difficulty in
the case, I never found three of one opinion: which I instance, because I
love to introduce examples wherein I am myself concerned.</p>
<p>A gentleman at Paris was lately cut for the stone by order of the
physicians, in whose bladder, being accordingly so cut, there was found no
more stone than in the palm of his hand; and in the same place a bishop,
who was my particular friend, having been earnestly pressed by the
majority of the physicians whom he consulted, to suffer himself to be cut,
to which also, upon their word, I used my interest to persuade him, when
he was dead and opened, it appeared that he had no malady but in the
kidneys. They are least excusable for any error in this disease, by reason
that it is in some sort palpable; and 'tis thence that I conclude surgery
to be much more certain, by reason that it sees and feels what it does,
and so goes less upon conjecture; whereas the physicians have no 'speculum
matricis', by which to examine our brains, lungs, and liver.</p>
<p>Even the very promises of physic are incredible in themselves; for, having
to provide against divers and contrary accidents that often afflict us at
one and the same time, and that have almost a necessary relation, as the
heat of the liver and the coldness of the stomach, they will needs
persuade us, that of their ingredients one will heat the stomach and the
other will cool the liver: one has its commission to go directly to the
kidneys, nay, even to the bladder, without scattering its operations by
the way, and is to retain its power and virtue through all those turns and
meanders, even to the place to the service of which it is designed, by its
own occult property this will dry-the brain; that will moisten the lungs.
Of all this bundle of things having mixed up a potion, is it not a kind of
madness to imagine or to hope that these differing virtues should separate
themselves from one another in this mixture and confusion, to perform so
many various errands? I should very much fear that they would either lose
or change their tickets, and disturb one another's quarters. And who can
imagine but that, in this liquid confusion, these faculties must corrupt,
confound, and spoil one another? And is not the danger still more when the
making up of this medicine is entrusted to the skill and fidelity of still
another, to whose mercy we again abandon our lives?</p>
<p>As we have doublet and breeches-makers, distinct trades, to clothe us, and
are so much the better fitted, seeing that each of them meddles only with
his own business, and has less to trouble his head with than the tailor
who undertakes all; and as in matter of diet, great persons, for their
better convenience, and to the end they may be better served, have cooks
for the different offices, this for soups and potages, that for roasting,
instead of which if one cook should undertake the whole service, he could
not so well perform it; so also as to the cure of our maladies. The
Egyptians had reason to reject this general trade of physician, and to
divide the profession: to each disease, to each part of the body, its
particular workman; for that part was more properly and with less
confusion cared for, seeing the person looked to nothing else. Ours are
not aware that he who provides for all, provides for nothing; and that the
entire government of this microcosm is more than they are able to
undertake. Whilst they were afraid of stopping a dysentery, lest they
should put the patient into a fever, they killed me a friend, —[Estienne
de la Boetie.]—who was worth more than the whole of them. They
counterpoise their own divinations with the present evils; and because
they will not cure the brain to the prejudice of the stomach, they injure
both with their dissentient and tumultuary drugs.</p>
<p>As to the variety and weakness of the rationale of this art, they are more
manifest in it than in any other art; aperitive medicines are proper for a
man subject to the stone, by reason that opening and dilating the passages
they help forward the slimy matter whereof gravel and stone are
engendered, and convey that downward which begins to harden and gather in
the reins; aperitive things are dangerous for a man subject to the stone,
by reason that, opening and dilating the passages, they help forward the
matter proper to create the gravel toward the reins, which by their own
propension being apt to seize it, 'tis not to be imagined but that a great
deal of what has been conveyed thither must remain behind; moreover, if
the medicine happen to meet with anything too large to be carried through
all the narrow passages it must pass to be expelled, that obstruction,
whatever it is, being stirred by these aperitive things and thrown into
those narrow passages, coming to stop them, will occasion a certain and
most painful death. They have the like uniformity in the counsels they
give us for the regimen of life: it is good to make water often; for we
experimentally see that, in letting it lie long in the bladder, we give it
time to settle the sediment, which will concrete into a stone; it is good
not to make water often, for the heavy excrements it carries along with it
will not be voided without violence, as we see by experience that a
torrent that runs with force washes the ground it rolls over much cleaner
than the course of a slow and tardy stream; so, it is good to have often
to do with women, for that opens the passages and helps to evacuate
gravel; it is also very ill to have often to do with women, because it
heats, tires, and weakens the reins. It is good to bathe frequently in hot
water, forasmuch as that relaxes and mollifies the places where the gravel
and stone lie; it is also ill by reason that this application of external
heat helps the reins to bake, harden, and petrify the matter so disposed.
For those who are taking baths it is most healthful. To eat little at
night, to the end that the waters they are to drink the next morning may
have a better operation upon an empty stomach; on the other hand, it is
better to eat little at dinner, that it hinder not the operation of the
waters, while it is not yet perfect, and not to oppress the stomach so
soon after the other labour, but leave the office of digestion to the
night, which will much better perform it than the day, when the body and
soul are in perpetual moving and action. Thus do they juggle and trifle in
all their discourses at our expense; and they could not give me one
proposition against which I should not know how to raise a contrary of
equal force. Let them, then, no longer exclaim against those who in this
trouble of sickness suffer themselves to be gently guided by their own
appetite and the advice of nature, and commit themselves to the common
fortune.</p>
<p>I have seen in my travels almost all the famous baths of Christendom, and
for some years past have begun to make use of them myself: for I look upon
bathing as generally wholesome, and believe that we suffer no little
inconveniences in our health by having left off the custom that was
generally observed, in former times, almost by all nations, and is yet in
many, of bathing every day; and I cannot imagine but that we are much the
worse by, having our limbs crusted and our pores stopped with dirt. And as
to the drinking of them, fortune has in the first place rendered them not
at all unacceptable to my taste; and secondly, they are natural and
simple, which at least carry no danger with them, though they may do us no
good, of which the infinite crowd of people of all sorts and complexions
who repair thither I take to be a sufficient warranty; and although I have
not there observed any extraordinary and miraculous effects, but that on
the contrary, having more narrowly than ordinary inquired into it, I have
found all the reports of such operations that have been spread abroad in
those places ill-grounded and false, and those that believe them (as
people are willing to be gulled in what they desire) deceived in them, yet
I have seldom known any who have been made worse by those waters, and a
man cannot honestly deny but that they beget a better appetite, help
digestion, and do in some sort revive us, if we do not go too late and in
too weak a condition, which I would dissuade every one from doing. They
have not the virtue to raise men from desperate and inveterate diseases,
but they may help some light indisposition, or prevent some threatening
alteration. He who does not bring along with him so much cheerfulness as
to enjoy the pleasure of the company he will there meet, and of the walks
and exercises to which the amenity of those places invite us, will
doubtless lose the best and surest part of their effect. For this reason I
have hitherto chosen to go to those of the most pleasant situation, where
there was the best conveniency of lodging, provision, and company, as the
baths of Bagneres in France, those of Plombieres on the frontiers of
Germany and Lorraine, those of Baden in Switzerland, those of Lucca in
Tuscany, and especially those of Della Villa, which I have the most and at
various seasons frequented.</p>
<p>Every nation has particular opinions touching their use, and particular
rules and methods in using them; and all of them, according to what I have
seen, almost with like effect. Drinking them is not at all received in
Germany; the Germans bathe for all diseases, and will lie dabbling in the
water almost from sun to sun; in Italy, where they drink nine days, they
bathe at least thirty, and commonly drink the water mixed with some other
drugs to make it work the better. Here we are ordered to walk to digest
it; there we are kept in bed after taking it till it be wrought off, our
stomachs and feet having continually hot cloths applied to them all the
while; and as the Germans have a particular practice generally to use
cupping and scarification in the bath, so the Italians have their
'doccie', which are certain little streams of this hot water brought
through pipes, and with these bathe an hour in the morning, and as much in
the afternoon, for a month together, either the head, stomach, or any
other part where the evil lies. There are infinite other varieties of
customs in every country, or rather there is no manner of resemblance to
one another. By this you may see that this little part of physic to which
I have only submitted, though the least depending upon art of all others,
has yet a great share of the confusion and uncertainty everywhere else
manifest in the profession.</p>
<p>The poets put what they would say with greater emphasis and grace; witness
these two epigrams:</p>
<p>"Alcon hesterno signum Jovis attigit: ille,<br/>
Quamvis marmoreus, vim patitur medici.<br/>
Ecce hodie, jussus transferri ex aeede vetusta,<br/>
Effertur, quamvis sit Deus atque lapis."<br/>
<br/>
["Alcon yesterday touched Jove's statue; he, although marble,<br/>
suffers the force of the physician: to-day ordered to be transferred<br/>
from the old temple, where it stood, it is carried out, although it<br/>
be a god and a stone."—Ausonius, Ep., 74.]<br/></p>
<p>and the other:</p>
<p>"Lotus nobiscum est, hilaris coenavit; et idem<br/>
Inventus mane est mortuus Andragoras.<br/>
Tam subitae mortis causam, Faustine, requiris?<br/>
In somnis medicum viderat Hermocratem:"<br/>
<br/>
["Andragoras bathed with us, supped gaily, and in the morning the<br/>
same was found dead. Dost thou ask, Faustinus, the cause of this so<br/>
sudden death? In his dreams he had seen the physician Hermocrates."<br/>
—Martial, vi. 53.]<br/></p>
<p>upon which I will relate two stories.</p>
<p>The Baron de Caupene in Chalosse and I have betwixt us the advowson of a
benefice of great extent, at the foot of our mountains, called Lahontan.
It is with the inhabitants of this angle, as 'tis said of those of the Val
d'Angrougne; they lived a peculiar sort of life, their fashions, clothes,
and manners distinct from other people; ruled and governed by certain
particular laws and usages, received from father to son, to which they
submitted, without other constraint than the reverence to custom. This
little state had continued from all antiquity in so happy a condition,
that no neighbouring judge was ever put to the trouble of inquiring into
their doings; no advocate was ever retained to give them counsel, no
stranger ever called in to compose their differences; nor was ever any of
them seen to go a-begging. They avoided all alliances and traffic with the
outer world, that they might not corrupt the purity of their own
government; till, as they say, one of them, in the memory of man, having a
mind spurred on with a noble ambition, took it into his head, to bring his
name into credit and reputation, to make one of his sons something more
than ordinary, and having put him to learn to write in a neighbouring
town, made him at last a brave village notary. This fellow, having
acquired such dignity, began to disdain their ancient customs, and to buzz
into the people's ears the pomp of the other parts of the nation; the
first prank he played was to advise a friend of his, whom somebody had
offended by sawing off the horns of one of his goats, to make his
complaint to the royal judges thereabout, and so he went on from one to
another, till he had spoiled and confounded all. In the tail of this
corruption, they say, there happened another, and of worse consequence, by
means of a physician, who, falling in love with one of their daughters,
had a mind to marry her and to live amongst them. This man first of all
began to teach them the names of fevers, colds, and imposthumes; the seat
of the heart, liver, and intestines, a science till then utterly unknown
to them; and instead of garlic, with which they were wont to cure all
manner of diseases, how painful or extreme soever, he taught them, though
it were but for a cough or any little cold, to take strange mixtures, and
began to make a trade not only of their health, but of their lives. They
swear till then they never perceived the evening air to be offensive to
the head; that to drink when they were hot was hurtful, and that the winds
of autumn were more unwholesome than those of spring; that, since this use
of physic, they find themselves oppressed with a legion of unaccustomed
diseases, and that they perceive a general decay in their ancient vigour,
and their lives are cut shorter by the half. This is the first of my
stories.</p>
<p>The other is, that before I was afflicted with the stone, hearing that the
blood of a he-goat was with many in very great esteem, and looked upon as
a celestial manna rained down upon these latter ages for the good and
preservation of the lives of men, and having heard it spoken of by men of
understanding for an admirable drug, and of infallible operation; I, who
have ever thought myself subject to all the accidents that can befall
other men, had a mind, in my perfect health, to furnish myself with this
miracle, and therefore gave order to have a goat fed at home according to
the recipe: for he must be taken in the hottest month of all summer, and
must only have aperitive herbs given him to eat, and white wine to drink.
I came home by chance the very day he was to be killed; and some one came
and told me that the cook had found two or three great balls in his
paunch, that rattled against one another amongst what he had eaten. I was
curious to have all his entrails brought before me, where, having caused
the skin that enclosed them to be cut, there tumbled out three great
lumps, as light as sponges, so that they appeared to be hollow, but as to
the rest, hard and firm without, and spotted and mixed all over with
various dead colours; one was perfectly round, and of the bigness of an
ordinary ball; the other two something less, of an imperfect roundness, as
seeming not to be arrived at their, full growth. I find, by inquiry of
people accustomed to open these animals, that it is a rare and unusual
accident. 'Tis likely these are stones of the same nature with ours and if
so, it must needs be a very vain hope in those who have the stone, to
extract their cure from the blood of a beast that was himself about to die
of the same disease. For to say that the blood does not participate of
this contagion, and does not thence alter its wonted virtue, it is rather
to be believed that nothing is engendered in a body but by the conspiracy
and communication of all the parts: the whole mass works together, though
one part contributes more to the work than another, according to the
diversity of operations; wherefore it is very likely that there was some
petrifying quality in all the parts of this goat. It was not so much for
fear of the future, and for myself, that I was curious in this experiment,
but because it falls out in mine, as it does in many other families, that
the women store up such little trumperies for the service of the people,
using the same recipe in fifty several diseases, and such a recipe as they
will not take themselves, and yet triumph when they happen to be
successful.</p>
<p>As to what remains, I honour physicians, not according to the precept for
their necessity (for to this passage may be opposed another of the prophet
reproving King Asa for having recourse to a physician), but for
themselves, having known many very good men of that profession, and most
worthy to be beloved. I do not attack them; 'tis their art I inveigh
against, and do not much blame them for making their advantage of our
folly, for most men do the same. Many callings, both of greater and of
less dignity than theirs, have no other foundation or support than public
abuse. When I am sick I send for them if they be near, only to have their
company, and pay them as others do. I give them leave to command me to
keep myself warm, because I naturally love to do it, and to appoint leeks
or lettuce for my broth; to order me white wine or claret; and so as to
all other things, which are indifferent to my palate and custom. I know
very well that I do nothing for them in so doing, because sharpness and
strangeness are incidents of the very essence of physic. Lycurgus ordered
wine for the sick Spartans. Why? because they abominated the drinking it
when they were well; as a gentleman, a neighbour of mine, takes it as an
excellent medicine in his fever, because naturally he mortally hates the
taste of it. How many do we see amongst them of my humour, who despise
taking physic themselves, are men of a liberal diet, and live a quite
contrary sort of life to what they prescribe others? What is this but
flatly to abuse our simplicity? for their own lives and health are no less
dear to them than ours are to us, and consequently they would accommodate
their practice to their rules, if they did not themselves know how false
these are.</p>
<p>'Tis the fear of death and of pain, impatience of disease, and a violent
and indiscreet desire of a present cure, that so blind us: 'tis pure
cowardice that makes our belief so pliable and easy to be imposed upon:
and yet most men do not so much believe as they acquiesce and permit; for
I hear them find fault and complain as well as we; but they resolve at
last, "What should I do then?" As if impatience were of itself a better
remedy than patience. Is there any one of those who have suffered
themselves to be persuaded into this miserable subjection, who does not
equally surrender himself to all sorts of impostures? who does not give up
himself to the mercy of whoever has the impudence to promise him a cure?
The Babylonians carried their sick into the public square; the physician
was the people: every one who passed by being in humanity and civility
obliged to inquire of their condition, gave some advice according to his
own experience. We do little better; there is not so simple a woman, whose
gossips and drenches we do not make use of: and according to my humour, if
I were to take physic, I would sooner choose to take theirs than any
other, because at least, if they do no good, they will do no harm. What
Homer and Plato said of the Egyptians, that they were all physicians, may
be said of all nations; there is not a man amongst any of them who does
not boast of some rare recipe, and who will not venture it upon his
neighbour, if he will let him. I was the other day in a company where one,
I know not who, of my fraternity brought us intelligence of a new sort of
pills made up of a hundred and odd ingredients: it made us very merry, and
was a singular consolation, for what rock could withstand so great a
battery? And yet I hear from those who have made trial of it, that the
least atom of gravel deigned not to stir fort.</p>
<p>I cannot take my hand from the paper before I have added a word concerning
the assurance they give us of the certainty of their drugs, from the
experiments they have made.</p>
<p>The greatest part, I should say above two-thirds of the medicinal virtues,
consist in the quintessence or occult property of simples, of which we can
have no other instruction than use and custom; for quintessence is no
other than a quality of which we cannot by our reason find out the cause.
In such proofs, those they pretend to have acquired by the inspiration of
some daemon, I am content to receive (for I meddle not with miracles); and
also the proofs which are drawn from things that, upon some other account,
often fall into use amongst us; as if in the wool, wherewith we are wont
to clothe ourselves, there has accidentally some occult desiccative
property been found out of curing kibed heels, or as if in the radish we
eat for food there has been found out some aperitive operation. Galen
reports, that a man happened to be cured of a leprosy by drinking wine out
of a vessel into which a viper had crept by chance. In this example we
find the means and a very likely guide and conduct to this experience, as
we also do in those that physicians pretend to have been directed to by
the example of some beasts. But in most of their other experiments wherein
they affirm they have been conducted by fortune, and to have had no other
guide than chance, I find the progress of this information incredible.
Suppose man looking round about him upon the infinite number of things,
plants, animals, metals; I do not know where he would begin his trial; and
though his first fancy should fix him upon an elk's horn, wherein there
must be a very pliant and easy belief, he will yet find himself as
perplexed in his second operation. There are so many maladies and so many
circumstances presented to him, that before he can attain the certainty of
the point to which the perfection of his experience should arrive, human
sense will be at the end of its lesson: and before he can, amongst this
infinity of things, find out what this horn is; amongst so many diseases,
what is epilepsy; the many complexions in a melancholy person; the many
seasons in winter; the many nations in the French; the many ages in age;
the many celestial mutations in the conjunction of Venus and Saturn; the
many parts in man's body, nay, in a finger; and being, in all this,
directed neither by argument, conjecture, example, nor divine
inspirations, but merely by the sole motion of fortune, it must be by a
perfectly artificial, regular and methodical fortune. And after the cure
is performed, how can he assure himself that it was not because the
disease had arrived at its period or an effect of chance? or the operation
of something else that he had eaten, drunk, or touched that day? or by
virtue of his grandmother's prayers? And, moreover, had this experiment
been perfect, how many times was it repeated, and this long bead-roll of
haps, and concurrences strung anew by chance to conclude a certain rule?
And when the rule is concluded, by whom, I pray you? Of so many millions,
there are but three men who take upon them to record their experiments:
must fortune needs just hit one of these? What if another, and a hundred
others, have made contrary experiments? We might, peradventure, have some
light in this, were all the judgments and arguments of men known to us;
but that three witnesses, three doctors, should lord it over all mankind,
is against reason: it were necessary that human nature should have deputed
and chosen them out, and that they were declared our comptrollers by
express procuration:</p>
<p>"TO MADAME DE DURAS.</p>
<p>—[Marguerite de Grammont, widow of Jean de Durfort, Seigneur de<br/>
Duras, who was killed near Leghorn, leaving no posterity. Montaigne<br/>
seems to have been on terms of considerable intimacy with her, and<br/>
to have tendered her some very wholesome and frank advice in regard<br/>
to her relations with Henry IV.]—<br/></p>
<p>"MADAME,—The last time you honoured me with a visit, you found me at
work upon this chapter, and as these trifles may one day fall into your
hands, I would also that they testify in how great honour the author will
take any favour you shall please to show them. You will there find the
same air and mien you have observed in his conversation; and though I
could have borrowed some better or more favourable garb than my own, I
would not have done it: for I require nothing more of these writings, but
to present me to your memory such as I naturally am. The same conditions
and faculties you have been pleased to frequent and receive with much more
honour and courtesy than they deserve, I would put together (but without
alteration or change) in one solid body, that may peradventure continue
some years, or some days, after I am gone; where you may find them again
when you shall please to refresh your memory, without putting you to any
greater trouble; neither are they worth it. I desire you should continue
the favour of your friendship to me, by the same qualities by which it was
acquired.</p>
<p>"I am not at all ambitious that any one should love and esteem me more
dead than living. The humour of Tiberius is ridiculous, but yet common,
who was more solicitous to extend his renown to posterity than to render
himself acceptable to men of his own time. If I were one of those to whom
the world could owe commendation, I would give out of it one-half to have
the other in hand; let their praises come quick and crowding about me,
more thick than long, more full than durable; and let them cease, in God's
name, with my own knowledge of them, and when the sweet sound can no
longer pierce my ears. It were an idle humour to essay, now that I am
about to forsake the commerce of men, to offer myself to them by a new
recommendation. I make no account of the goods I could not employ in the
service of my life. Such as I am, I will be elsewhere than in paper: my
art and industry have been ever directed to render myself good for
something; my studies, to teach me to do, and not to write. I have made it
my whole business to frame my life: this has been my trade and my work; I
am less a writer of books than anything else. I have coveted understanding
for the service of my present and real conveniences, and not to lay up a
stock for my posterity. He who has anything of value in him, let him make
it appear in his conduct, in his ordinary discourses, in his courtships,
and his quarrels: in play, in bed, at table, in the management of his
affairs, in his economics. Those whom I see make good books in ill
breeches, should first have mended their breeches, if they would have been
ruled by me. Ask a Spartan whether he had rather be a good orator or a
good soldier: and if I was asked the same question, I would rather choose
to be a good cook, had I not one already to serve me. My God! Madame, how
should I hate such a recommendation of being a clever fellow at writing,
and an ass and an inanity in everything else! Yet I had rather be a fool
both here and there than to have made so ill a choice wherein to employ my
talent. And I am so far from expecting to gain any new reputation by these
follies, that I shall think I come off pretty well if I lose nothing by
them of that little I had before. For besides that this dead and mute
painting will take from my natural being, it has no resemblance to my
better condition, but is much lapsed from my former vigour and
cheerfulness, growing faded and withered: I am towards the bottom of the
barrel, which begins to taste of the lees.</p>
<p>"As to the rest, Madame, I should not have dared to make so bold with the
mysteries of physic, considering the esteem that you and so many others
have of it, had I not had encouragement from their own authors. I think
there are of these among the old Latin writers but two, Pliny and Celsus
if these ever fall into your hands, you will find that they speak much
more rudely of their art than I do; I but pinch it, they cut its throat.
Pliny, amongst other things, twits them with this, that when they are at
the end of their rope, they have a pretty device to save themselves, by
recommending their patients, whom they have teased and tormented with
their drugs and diets to no purpose, some to vows and miracles, others to
the hot baths. (Be not angry, Madame; he speaks not of those in our parts,
which are under the protection of your house, and all Gramontins.) They
have a third way of saving their own credit, of ridding their hands of us
and securing themselves from the reproaches we might cast in their teeth
of our little amendment, when they have had us so long in their hands that
they have not one more invention left wherewith to amuse us, which is to
send us to the better air of some other country. This, Madame, is enough;
I hope you will give me leave to return to my discourse, from which I have
so far digressed, the better to divert you."</p>
<p>It was, I think, Pericles, who being asked how he did: "You may judge,"
says he, "by these," showing some little scrolls of parchment he had tied
about his neck and arms. By which he would infer that he must needs be
very sick when he was reduced to a necessity of having recourse to such
idle and vain fopperies, and of suffering himself to be so equipped. I
dare not promise but that I may one day be so much a fool as to commit my
life and death to the mercy and government of physicians; I may fall into
such a frenzy; I dare not be responsible for my future constancy: but
then, if any one ask me how I do, I may also answer, as Pericles did, "You
may judge by this," shewing my hand clutching six drachms of opium. It
will be a very evident sign of a violent sickness: my judgment will be
very much out of order; if once fear and impatience get such an advantage
over me, it may very well be concluded that there is a dreadful fever in
my mind.</p>
<p>I have taken the pains to plead this cause, which I understand
indifferently, a little to back and support the natural aversion to drugs
and the practice of physic I have derived from my ancestors, to the end it
may not be a mere stupid and inconsiderate aversion, but have a little
more form; and also, that they who shall see me so obstinate in my
resolution against all exhortations and menaces that shall be given me,
when my infirmity shall press hardest upon me, may not think 'tis mere
obstinacy in me; or any one so ill-natured as to judge it to be any motive
of glory: for it would be a strange ambition to seek to gain honour by an
action my gardener or my groom can perform as well as I. Certainly, I have
not a heart so tumorous and windy, that I should exchange so solid a
pleasure as health for an airy and imaginary pleasure: glory, even that of
the Four Sons of Aymon, is too dear bought by a man of my humour, if it
cost him three swinging fits of the stone. Give me health, in God's name!
Such as love physic, may also have good, great, and convincing
considerations; I do not hate opinions contrary to my own: I am so, far
from being angry to see a discrepancy betwixt mine and other men's
judgments, and from rendering myself unfit for the society of men, from
being of another sense and party than mine, that on the contrary (the most
general way that nature has followed being variety, and more in souls than
bodies, forasmuch as they are of a more supple substance, and more
susceptible of forms) I find it much more rare to see our humours and
designs jump and agree. And there never were, in the world, two opinions
alike, no more than two hairs, or two grains: their most universal quality
is diversity.</p>
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