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Diagnosis
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Cried Allen Forman: “Doctor, pray
Compose my spirits’ strife:
O what may be my chances, say,
Of living all my life?

“For lately I have dreamed of high
And hempen dissolution!
O doctor, doctor, how can I
Amend my constitution?”

The learned leech replied: “You’re young
And beautiful and strong–
Permit me to inspect your tongue:
H’m, ah, ahem!–’tis long.”