And those who came to him with flesh-devouring sores, with limbs gored by grey bronze or crushed beneath flung stones, all those with bodies broken, sun-struck or frost-bitten, he freed of their misery, each from his ailment, and led them forth – some to the lull of soft spells, others by potions, still others with bandages steeped in medications culled from all quarters, and some he set right through surgery.

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