So liv'd our sires, ere doctors learn'd to kill, And multiplied with theirs the weekly bill.

Better to hunt in fields for health unbought, Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught. The wise for cure on exercise depend; God never made his work for man to mend.

And in requital ope his leathern scrip, And show me simples of a thousand names, Telling their strange and vigorous faculties.

"Is there no hope?" the sick man said, The silent doctor shook his head, And took his leave with signs of sorrow, Despairing of his fee to-morrow.

an intensely competitive environment.

Go far - too far you cannot, still the farther The more experience finds you: and go sparing - One meal a week will serve you, and one suit, Through all your travels; for you'll find it certain The poorer and the baser you appear, The more you look t