The beauties of nature were once dear to me,
But they have all vanished as I cannot see;
Their beauty and form are all stamped in my mind,
But I cannot see them, because I am blind…
The Blind Man
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Monthly Archives: March 2021
The New Doctor
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AH, Doctor, your hand! So! And now, as I hold
This palm that I value so truly,
Here ‘s a bill for your bill, though I warrant the gold
Cannot pay all my debt to you duly…
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…