Tho. No Sir,
It must be a Physicians for three causes,
The first because it is a bald-head likely,
Which will down easily without Applepap.
3 Phy. A main cause.
Tho. So it is, and well consider'd.
The second, for 'tis fill'd with broken Greek, Sir,
Which will so tumble in his stomach, Doctor,
And work upon the crudities, conceive me,
The fears, and the fiddle-strings within it,
That those damn'd souls must disembogue again.
Hyl. Or meeting with the stygian humour.
Tho. Right, Sir.
Hyl. Forc'd with a Cataplasm of Crackers.
Tho. Ever.
Hyl. Scowre all before him, like a Scavenger.
Tom. Satis fecisti domine, my last cause,
My last is, and not least, most learned Doctors,
Because in most Physicians heads (I mean those
That are most excellent, and old withal,
And angry, though a Patient say his prayers,
And Paracelsians that do trade with poisons,
We have it by tradition of great writers)
There is a kind of Toad-stone bred, whose vertue
The Doctor being dri'd.
1 Phy. We are abus'd sirs.