This is a poem about my family’s healing practice, written by a John Kelly in 1619, and published as a preface to a book my ancestor Diarmuid Ó Meadhra/Dermodius Meara/Dermot O’Meara wrote about hereditary diseases.
The poem is basically saying that what Galen and Hippocrates are for the classical world, and Avicenna is for the middle East, and Paracelsus for the German countries, O’Meara is for Ireland. Pretty high praise. Perhaps if i write a book i should look up John Kelly’s descendants and get them to write the preface.