Sir James Paget's neat and graceful, but not very deeply thought out, Hunterian Oration at the College of Surgeons has excited in the bosom of the “British Medical Journal” a gushing enthusiasm which it apparently finds a difficulty to express adequately. It is described as “a masterpiece of modern oratory,” “a gem of critical literature,” as “resplendent with purple patches” (whatever they may be), and “starred with gems of thought,” as presenting “a picture which will live in literature and which shines with all the beauty of truth;” and so on in similar outbursts. Probably Sir James Paget will be more surprised than any one else to find that he has produced such a gigantic work of genius, and, if he accepts this almost feminine effusiveness seriously, may consider himself as an instance aptly proving the truth of an opinion which he expressed in his oration, that true greatness is ever unconscious of its powers. Of one character of Hunter's mind he spoke thus:—
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