In medicine sugar is employed to disguise the taste of disagreeable remedies and to coat pills. It has no direct curative properties in disease.
Albert Schneider.
DEATH OF THE FOREST MONARCH
Hark! heard you that wailing cry, sad and low?
A nation mourning for their chief?
Stricken and dead he lies, and blow by blow
Is being stripp’d of limb and leaf;
Now from his corse is ta’en the wreath,
His just reward for battling many a year
’Gainst elements; mourn him! your grief,
Ye trees, becomes the time; the world should hear
Your requiem, and for him drop a tear.
Each year the wild bird built its nest
High in his crown, and would its young uprear:
Centuries supreme the Forest
Monarch ruled; but to Earth’s broad breast
That nourished him, the ax brought his return.
The Forest Monarch is at rest;
All nature, save the human, seems to mourn.
– George W. H. Phillips, Jr.