Ode, read at the centenary dinner of the Royal Medical Society, February 17th, 1837.

  • Glover, Robert Mortimer, 1816-1859.
Date:
1837
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Licence: Public Domain Mark

Credit: Ode, read at the centenary dinner of the Royal Medical Society, February 17th, 1837. Source: Wellcome Collection.

Provider: This material has been provided by The Royal College of Surgeons of England. The original may be consulted at The Royal College of Surgeons of England.

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    9 Here in a clime of wintry rage Full oft the heavens unkindly lour, With suffering fraught, And ruder frames our help engage ; Whence to her aid the healing power More solid arms from far hath sought. 10 Thus we've traced Chemia to her grot, And bowed before the glittering throne, To win her lore ; And mid the splendour of the spot, Where purple gems and minerals shone. Asked but to swell our healthsome store. 11 And thou, sweet Goddess of the year, Rich Flora ! we have worshipped thee, Where'er thy seat; And in deep woods, on mountains drear, Or by the margin of the sea. Thy treasures culled, with foresight meet. 12 And minds by each sage pursuit fired, One ardent impulse to the goal Together draws, Happ'ly with chastened zeal inspired, Their fiercer fancies to controul, By rigid Verulamian laws.