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account for their criminal folly on the 

 day of judgment. Then they will behold 

 Him Whom they have pierced by neg- 

 lecting their neighbour's welfare, while 

 pocketing his money, and they will see 

 at last that they ought to have laboured 

 night and day, in order to acquire greater 

 skill in the healing of disease. Instead 

 of this they complacently go on trusting 

 to chance, prescribing the first medicine 

 they happen to find in their books, and 

 leaving the patient and the disease to 

 fight it out as best they can. They do 

 not even trouble to enquire in what way 

 the medicines they prescribe are pre- 

 pared. Their laboratory, their furnace, 

 their drugs, are at the Apothecary's, to 

 whom they rarely or never go. They 

 inscribe upon a sheet of paper, under 

 that magic word "Recipe" the names 

 of certain medicines, whereupon the 

 Apothecary's assistant takes his mortar, 

 and pounds out of the wretched patient 

 whatever health may still be left in him. 



Change these evil times, oh God ! 

 Cut down these trees, lest they grow up 



