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# Compulsion; mania; an often irresistible urge (especially toward something harmful or ill-advised). | # Compulsion; mania; an often irresistible urge (especially toward something harmful or ill-advised). | ||
#* ''The ''cacoethes scribendi'' | #* ''The ''cacoethes scribendi'', the itch to write, has ruined many a peaceful life.'' | ||
#* ''He spoke of an incurable ''cacoethes'' for contradiction.'' | #* ''He spoke of an incurable ''cacoethes'' for contradiction.'' | ||
# | # (medicine, obsolete) A bad quality or disposition in a disease; a malignant tumour or ulcer. | ||
#* ''Physicians once used ''cacoethes'' for stubborn, malignant ulcers.'' | #* ''Physicians once used ''cacoethes'' for stubborn, malignant ulcers.'' | ||
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Rather than simple attraction, the lyrics dramatize a cultivated appetite for ruin, a compulsive surrender that aligns closely with the moral and psychological weight of ''cacoethes''. | Rather than simple attraction, the lyrics dramatize a cultivated appetite for ruin, a compulsive surrender that aligns closely with the moral and psychological weight of ''cacoethes''. | ||
=== In literature === | |||
==== "Cacoethes Scribendi" by Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr. ==== | |||
The term is the central theme of the 1891 poem [https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44378/cacoethes-scribendi "Cacoethes Scribendi"] by '''Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.''' | |||
<poem> | |||
If all the trees in all the woods were men; | |||
And each and every blade of grass a pen; | |||
If every leaf on every shrub and tree | |||
Turned to a sheet of foolscap; every sea | |||
Were changed to ink, and all earth's living tribes | |||
Had nothing else to do but act as scribes, | |||
And for ten thousand ages, day and night, | |||
The human race should write, and write, and write, | |||
Till all the pens and paper were used up, | |||
And the huge inkstand was an empty cup, | |||
Still would the scribblers clustered round its brink | |||
Call for more pens, more paper, and more ink. | |||
</poem> | |||
== Transliteration == | == Transliteration == | ||