Wanderings in South America, the North-West of the United States, and the Antilles, in the Years 1812, 1816, 1820, and 1824 2011
DOI: 10.1017/cbo9781139062145.003
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“…The recognition of the value of curare, an Amazonian arrow poison, as an adjunct to surgery relied upon the observation that a man poisoned by curare could be kept alive by blowing air into his lungs, with confirmation of the observations in experiments on donkeys 1 . After development of a suitably pure form, d ‐tubocurarine was introduced as a treatment for seizures in patients undergoing convulsive therapy.…”
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“…The recognition of the value of curare, an Amazonian arrow poison, as an adjunct to surgery relied upon the observation that a man poisoned by curare could be kept alive by blowing air into his lungs, with confirmation of the observations in experiments on donkeys 1 . After development of a suitably pure form, d ‐tubocurarine was introduced as a treatment for seizures in patients undergoing convulsive therapy.…”
Section: Drug Discoverymentioning
confidence: 99%
“…This is explained in the northern counties of England by a legend that Pharaoh's daughter was transformed FABLE AND FOLKLORE 183 into an owl, and when children hear at night the screams of one of these nocturnal hunters they are told the story of its strange origin-but why Pharaoh's daughter? Then there is that cryptic "little ode" quoted from the memory of his childhood by Charles Waterton 73 in reference to the barn-owl, and explained elsewhere in this book, which runs thus Once I was a monarch's daughter, and sat on a lady's knee, But now I'm a nightly rover, banished to the ivy-tree, Crying hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, for my feet are cold Pity me, for here you see me, persecuted, poor and old.…”
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