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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…

The Doctor’s Message

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MY little patient, gone so soon before,
To that mysterious, much desired shore;
Whenyou come there, where yet I hope to be,
-hat will you tell the blessed Lord for me ?

A Fourteenth Century Doctor

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WITH us ther was a Doctor of Phisike.
In all this world ne was ther non him like
To spek of phisike, and of surgerie :
For he was grounded in astronomie.

The Doctor

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In love he practiced, and in patience taught…

The Doctor’s Dream

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I am sitting alone, by the surgery fire, with my pipe alight, now the day is done;
The village is quiet, the wife’s asleep, the child is hushed, and the clock strikes one!
And I think to myself, as I read the Journal, and I bless my life for the peace upstairs…

The Doctor’s Wife

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THE night was dark and bitter cold.
The wind across the prairie swept,
While I in comforts warm enrolled
Snored softly on and soundly slept…

Aesthetics in Medicine

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BY your leave, I desire just to call your attention,
And will barely suggest that I simply would mention
The fact that the science of beauty is rarely
Brought into physic, — at least not quite fairly!

To a Young Physician

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THE paths of pain are thine. Go forth
With healing and with hope;
The suffering of a sin-sick earth
Shall give thee ample scope…

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