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<title>The Spectator 275</title>
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  <number>no. 275</number>
  <date>1712-01-15</date>
  <author>Joseph Addison</author>
  <quotation>-----tribus Anticyris caput insanabile- ----- Juv.</quotation>
  <translation>Hor. Ars Poet. ver. 300.</translation>
  <translation>A head, no hellebore can cure.</translation>
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<paragraph>I WAS Yesterday engaged in an Assembly
of Virtuosos, where one of them produced many curious Observations
which he had lately made in the Anatomy of an Human Body. Another
of the Company communicated to us several wonderful Discoveries,
which he had also made on the same Subject, by the Help of very
fine Glasses. This gave Birth to a great Variety of uncommon
Remarks, and furnished Discourse for the remaining Part of the Day.</paragraph>
<paragraph>The different Opinions which were started on this Occasion,
presented to my Imagination so many new Ideas, that by mixing with
those which were already there, they employed my Fancy all the last
Night, and composed a very wild Extravagant Dream.</paragraph>
<paragraph>I was invited, methoughts, to the Dissection of a <italic>Beau's Head</italic> and of a <italic>Coquet's
Heart,</italic> which were both of them laid on a Table before us. An
imaginary Operator opened the first with a great deal of Nicety,
which, upon a cursory and superficial view, appeared like the Head
of another Man; but upon applying our Glasses to it, we made a very
odd Discovery, namely, that what we looked upon as Brains, were not
such in reality, but an Heap of strange Materials wound up in that
Shape and Texture, and packed together with wonderful Art in the
several Cavities of the Skull. For, as <italic>Homer</italic> tells us, that the
Blood of the Gods is not real Blood, but only something like it; so
we found that the Brain of a Beau is not real Brain, but only
something like it.</paragraph>
<paragraph>The <italic>Pineal Gland,</italic> which many of our Modern
Philosophers suppose to be the Seat of the Soul, smelt very strong
of Essence and Orange-flower Water, and was encompassed with a kind
of of Horny Substance, cut into a thousand little Faces or
Mirrours, which were imperceptible to the naked Eye, insomuch that
the Soul, if there had been any here, must have been always taken
up in contemplating her own Beauties.</paragraph>
<paragraph>We observed a long <italic>Antrum</italic> or
Cavity in the <italic>Sinciput,</italic> that was filled with Ribbons, Lace and
Embroidery, wrought together in a most curious Piece of Network,
the Parts of which were likewise imperceptible to the naked Eye.
Another of these <italic>Antrums</italic> or Cavities was stuffed with invisible
Billet-doux, Love-Letters, pricked Dances, and other Trumpery of
the same Nature. In another we found a kind of Powder, which set
the whole Company a Sneezing, and by the Scent discovered it self
to be right <italic>Spanish.</italic> The several other Cells were stored with
Commodities of the same kind, of which it would be tedious to give
the Reader an exact Inventory.</paragraph>
<paragraph>There was a large Cavity on each
side of the Head, which I must not omit. That on the right Side was
filled with Fictions, Flatteries, and Falshoods, Vows, Promises,
and Protestations; that on the left with Oaths and Imprecations.
There issued out a <italic>Duct</italic> from each of these Cells, which ran into
the Root of the Tongue, where both joined together, and passed
forward in one common <italic>Duct</italic> to the Tip of it. We discovered several
little Roads or Canals running from the Ear into the Brain, and
took particular care to trace them out through their several
Passages. One of them extended itself to a Bundle of Sonnets and
little musical Instruments. Others ended in several Bladders which
were filled either with Wind or froth. But the latter Canal entered
into a great Cavity of the Skull, from whence there went another
Canal into the Tongue. This great Cavity was filled with a kind of
Spongy Substance, which the <italic>French</italic> Anatomists call <italic>Galimatias,</italic> and
the <italic>English</italic> Nonsense.</paragraph>
<paragraph>The Skins of the Forehead were extremely
tough and thick, and, what very much surprized us, had not in them
any single Blood-Vessel that we were able to discover, either with
or without our Glasses; from whence we concluded, that the Party
when alive must have been entirely deprived of the Faculty of
Blushing.</paragraph>
<paragraph>The <italic>Os Cribriforme</italic> was exceedingly stuffed, and in some
Places damaged with Snuff. We could not but take notice in
particular of that small Muscle which is not often discovered in
Dissections, and draws the Nose upwards, when it expresses the
Contempt which the Owner of it has, upon seeing any thing he does
not like, or hearing any thing he does not understand. I need not
tell my learned Reader, this is that Muscle which performs the
Motion so often mentioned by the <italic>Latin</italic> Poets, when they talk of a
Man's cocking his Nose, or playing the Rhinoceros.</paragraph>
<paragraph>We did not find any thing very remarkable in the Eye, saving only, that the <italic>Musculi
Amatorii,</italic> or, as we may translate it into <italic>English,</italic> the <italic>Ogling
Muscles,</italic> were very much worn and decayed with use; whereas on the
contrary, the <italic>Elevator,</italic> or the Muscle which turns the Eye towards
Heaven, did not appear to have been used at all.</paragraph>
<paragraph>I have only mentioned in this Dissection such new Discoveries as we were able
to make, and have not taken any notice of those Parts which are to
be met with ill common Heads. As for the Skull, the Face, and
indeed the whole outward Shape and Figure of the Head, we could not
discover any Difference from what we observe in the Heads of other
Men. We were informed, that the Person to whom this Head belonged,
had passed for a <italic>Man</italic> above five and thirty Years; during which time
he Eat and Drank like other People, dressed well, talked loud,
laughed frequently, and on particular Occasions had acquitted
himself tolerably at a Ball or an Assembly; to which one of the
Company added, that a certain Knot of Ladies took him for a Wit. He
was cut off in the Flower of his Age by the Blow of a
Paring-Shovel, having been. Surprized by an eminent Citizen, as he
was tending some Civilities to his Wife.</paragraph>
<paragraph>When we bad thoroughly
examined this Head with all its Apartments, and its several kinds
of Furniture, we put up the Brain, such as it was, into its proper
Place, and laid it aside under a broad Piece of Scarlet Cloth in
order to be <italic>prepared,</italic> and kept m a great Repository of Dissections;
our Operator telling us that the Preparation would not be so
difficult as that of another Brain, for that he had observed
several of the little Pipes and Tubes which ran through the Brain
were already filled with a kind of Mercurial Substance, which he
looked upon to be true Quick-Silver.</paragraph>
<paragraph>He applied himself in the next
Place to the <italic>Coquet's Heart,</italic> which he likewise laid open with great
Dexterity. There occurred to us many Particularities in this
Dissection; but being unwilling to burden my Reader's Memory too
much, I shall reserve this Subject for the Speculation of another
Day.</paragraph>
<paragraph>L.</paragraph>
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