Jaghmini
Mahmud ibn Muhammad ibn Umar Jaghmini, or al-Jaghmini was a 14th-century Persian physician. He was born at Jaghmin, a village in Khwarezm (Khiva), current day Uzbekistan.
Little is known of his life.It proved so popular as to become the subject of commentaries, and several attempts were made to set the Qanunshah in verse.
There is considerable testimony to its being used in schools for teaching medicine in the eastern provinces of the Islamic world. He surely studied books of Euclid and other greek scientist.There are some explanations for his compilations by two of his contemporaneous scientists,Ghazi Zade Roomi and Mir seyed Sharif Gorgani .
Compilation
He is known only through his very short epitome of The Canon of Medicine by Avicenna that was written in Persian and titled Qanunshah.
Death
It is not clear when he died. Some say he died in 1344. Others give the date 1221 in accordance with another treatise titled al-Mulakhkhas fi al-hay'ah (Compendium of the Science of Astronomy) by an author with the same name.
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Gun Shy
by: Natalie MerchantI always knew that you would take yourself far from home as soon as
As far as you could go. By the 1/4 inch cut of your hair and the Army issue green
For the past eight weeks I can tell where you've been.
For I knew, I could see
It was all cut and dried to me
There was soldier's blue blood streaming inside your veins.
There is a world outside of this room
And when you meet it
Promise me you won't meet it with your gun.
So now you are one of the brave few
It's awful sad we need boys like you.
I hope the day never comes for
'Here's your live round son.
Stock and barrel, safety, trigger, here's your gun.'
Well I knew, I could see
It was all cut and dried to me
There was soldiers blue blood streaming inside your veins.
There is a world outside of this room
And when you meet it promise me you won't meet it with your gun taking aim.
For I don't mean to argue
They've made a decent boy of you and I don't mean to spoil your home coming
But baby brother you should expect me to.
'Stock and barrel, safety, trigger, here's your gun.'
So now does your heart pitter pat with a patriotic song
When you see the stripes of Old Glory waving?
Well I knew, I could see
It was all cut and dried to me
There was soldier's blue blood streaming inside your veins.
There is a world outside of this room
And when you meet it promise me you won't meet it with your gun taking aim.
I don't mean to argue
They've made a decent boy of you
And I don't mean to spoil your homecoming my baby brother Jude
And I don't mean to hurt you by saying this again
They're so good at making soldiers but they're not so good at making men.