Was parmacity for an inward bruise.
SHAKSPEARE, Henry IV, Part I
So gentle, yet so brisk, so wond’rous sweet,
So fit to prattle at a lady’s feet.
CHURCHILL
Much are the precious hours of youth misspent
In climbing learning’s rugged, steep ascent;
When to the top the bold adventurer’s got,
He reigns vain monarch of a barren spot;
While in the vale of ignorance below,