THE place seemed new and strange as death.
The white strait bed, with others strait and white.
Like graves dug side by side at measured lengths.
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The Hospital at Night
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I SIT within the long dim ward at night;
Around me silent beds or snores or groans, —
Ah! List that prayer with anguish In its tones…
In Hospital
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The morning mists still haunt the stony street;
The northern summer air is shrill and cold;
And lo, the Hospital, grey, quiet, old…