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Yet art thou still but Faustus, and a man. Such is the subject of the institute, Jerome's Bible, Faustus; view it well. [Reads.] And universal body of the law:[16] Couldst[12] thou make men[13] to live eternally, Summum bonum medicinae sanitas, Who aims at nothing but external trash; Then this profession were to be esteem'd. Stipendium peccati mors est. The end of physic is our body's health. Are not thy bills hung up as monuments, Whereby whole cities have escap'd the plague, alter valorem rei, &c. [Reads.] A pretty case of paltry legacies! [Reads.] Exhoereditare filium non potest pater, nisi, &c.[15] Or, being dead, raise them to life again, Too servile[18] and illiberal for me. Si una eademque res legatur[14] duobus, alter rem, When all is done, divinity is best: And thousand desperate maladies been eas'd? Why, Faustus, hast thou not attain'd that end? Is not thy common talk found aphorisms? Physic, farewell! Where is Justinian? This[17] study fits a mercenary drudge,

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