As Apothecaries we make new mixtures everie day, poure out of one vessel into another; and as those old Romanes rob’d all the cities of the world, to set out their bad-sited Rome, we skim off the creame of other mens wits, pick the choice flowers of their till’d gardens to set out our own sterill plots.

robert burton, ‚the anatomy of melancholy. what it is, with all the kinds, causes, symptomes, prognostickes & severall cures of it […]‘, oxford, 1638 (erstausgabe 1621)

chelsea physic garden / ‚the apothecaries and their garden‘: lecture by rosie atkins, royal society