Chapter IV

On history's page enshrine his fame,
Yet other glories claim our song;
Friends, collegues, share another's name!
To Laennec too our toasts belong,
An echo to his ear betrays
The seat of misery's hidden dart—
'Tis well on stony worlds to gaze—
'Tis nobler far to read the heart.

The above verses were written by Dr. Piory, one of the celebrated physicians of Paris, and were sung by Dr. Mayne at the annual dinner of the Medical Society of the Arrondisement of the Elysee. For the elegant and faithful translation which we have given, we are indebted to the kindness of a very accomplished young friend.

TRANSCRIBER'S NOTES

1. Corrected nevrosis to necrosis (or might be neurosis) on p. 110. 2. Silently corrected typographical errors. 3. Retained anachronistic and non-standard spellings as printed. 4. Enclosed italics font in _underscores_. 5. Superscripts are denoted by a carat before a single superscript character or a series of superscripted characters enclosed in curly braces, e.g. M^r. or M^{ister}.