Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.
Void of all honor, avaricious, rash, The daring tribe compound their boasted trash Tincture of syrup, lotion, drop, or pill; All tempt the sick to trust the lying bill. CrabbeBorough. Letter VII. L. 75.
From powerful causes spring the empirics gains, Mans love of life, his weakness, and his pains; These first induce him the vile trash to try, Then lend his name, that other men may buy. CrabbeBorough. Letter VII. L. 124.
I bought an unction of a mountebank, So mortal that, but dip a knife in it, Where it draws blood no cataplasm so rare, Collected from all simples that have virtue Under the moon, can save the thing from death That is but scratchd withal. Hamlet. Act IV. Sc. 7. L. 142.