Med Poetry Healing through Words

In Hospital: Nocturn

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At the barren heart of midnight,
When the shadow shuts and opens
As the loud flames pulse and flutter,

In Hospital: House-Surgeon

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Exceeding tall, but built so well his height
Half-disappears in flow of chest and limb;
Moustache and whisker trooper-like in trim…

The Surgeon’s Warning

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The Doctor whispered to the Nurse
And the Surgeon knew what he said,
And he grew pale at the Doctor’s tale
And trembled in his sick bed…

Miss Sophronia’s Cure

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HE treated me for mumps, did the blessed Dr. Stumps,
He treated me for measles when my soul was in the dumps;
And without a shade of question he improved my indigestion…

The Old Doctor

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They’ve got a new man down hyere
At Mason’s Cove, thet ‘s young
An’ got a heap o’ I’amln’
An’ quite a ‘ily tongue…

On Aufidius

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AHUM’ROUS fellow in a tavern late,
Being drunk and valiant, gets a broken pate -,
The surgeon with instruments and skill…

The General Practitioner

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HE must not walk his rounds for fear his patients think him poor,
And dearly do they love to see a carriage at their door;
And if his horse is fat, “He must have little work to do…

In Hospital: Scrubber

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She’s tall and gaunt, and in her hard, sad face
With flashes of the old fun’s animation
There lowers the fixed and peevish resignation…

The Doctor’s Window

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Whatever changes there may greet your eyes,
Let not your looks proclaim the least surprise;
It ‘s not your business by your face to show
All that your patient does not want to know…

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