...very clearly. A hollow voice addressed him while groping his way to the object of his visit,—" Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ?— Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, and cleanse the bosom of the perilous stuff that weighs upon the heart ?'' " Indigestion — a kind...

...diseas'd, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the bruin, And with a sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuff' d bosom of that perilous stuff Which weigh'd upon the heart. On Monday the 27th, Lord Viscount Cranbourne and Mr. Mastennan Ure, the members...

...diseased, Pluek from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain, And, with a sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuff d bosom of that perilous stuff' Whieh weigh'd upon the heart. To avoid these painful importunities,! flew from the tAteless seenes...

...Thou hast it now — and I fear Thou play'dst most foully for it. Macbeth, Act III. Scene 1. Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow. Rase out the written troubles of the brain, And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the foul...

...diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuff 'd bosom of that perilous stuff., Which weighs upon the heart?" To which Dr. Brocklesby readily answered, from tbe same great poet : " therein the...

...is troubled with thick-coming fancie*, That keep her from her rest. Macb. Cure her of that : Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow; Raze out the written troubles of the brain .. And, with some sweet oblivious amidote, Cleanse the stuff*...

...diseas'd : " Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; " Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; " And, with some sweet oblivious antidote, " Cleanse the...stuff' d bosom of that perilous stuff, " Which weighs upon the heart ? " To which Dr. Brocklesby readily answered from the same great poet : therein the...

...As she is troubled with thick coming fancies, That keep her from her rest. Cure her of that: Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Kase out the written troubles of the brain ; And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the foul...

...the ruffs and stuffs, which the milliner is so anxious to display, seem to promise that they can " with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuff d bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart." He therefore politely retires, perhaps the most sorry of the party, because my lord...

...Thou hast it now — and I fear Thou play'dst most foully for it. Macbeth, Act III. Scene 1. Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Rase out the written troubles of the brain, And with some sweet oulivious antidote Cleanse the foul...