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"There was a man in our town,

And he was wondrous wise:

He jumped into a bramble-bush,

And scratched out both his eyes.

But when he saw his eyes were out,

With all his might and main

He jumped into another bush,

And scratched them in again!"

Old Dr. Hahnemann read the tale,

(And he was wondrous wise,)

Of the man who, in the bramble-bush,

Had scratched out both his eyes.

And the fancy tickled mightily

His misty German brain,

That, by jumping in another bush,

He got them back again.

So he called it "homo-hop-athy".

And soon it came about,

That a curious crowd among the thorns

Was hopping in and out.

Yet, disguise it by the longest name

They may, it is no use;

For the world knows the discovery

Was made by Mother Goose!

And not alone in medicine

Doth the theory hold good;

In Life and in Philosophy,

The maxim still hath stood:

A morsel more of anything,

When one has got enough,

And Nature's energy disowns

The whole unkindly stuff.

A second negative affirms;

And two magnetic poles

Of charge identical, repel,—

As sameness sunders souls.

Touched with a first, fresh suffering,

All solace is despised;

But gathered sorrows grow serene,

And grief is neutralized.

And he who, in the world's mêlée,

Hath chanced the worse to catch,

May mend the matter, if he come

Back, boldly, to the scratch;

Minding the lesson he received

In boyhood, from his mother.

Whose cheery word, for many a bump,

Was, Up and take another!