Medical poems

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A New Profession

© Seaman Owen

My hopeless boy! when I compare (Claiming a father's right to do so)Your hollow brain, your vacuous air,With all the time, and wealth and care Lavished upon your mental trousseau;

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Love Canal

© Hamilton Jane Eaton

Medical wasteand the spawned babiesof industrial parksare starting to talk back.It's not the terrible two's --it's adolescent urges withwet dreams and blood.

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Poem At The Centennial Anniversary Dinner Of The Massachusetts Medical Society

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

Each has his gifts, his losses and his gains,
Each his own share of pleasures and of pains;
No life-long aim with steadfast eye pursued
Finds a smooth pathway all with roses strewed;
Trouble belongs to man of woman born,--
Tread where he may, his foot will find its thorn.

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Black Mousquetaire: A Legend Of France

© Richard Harris Barham

No triumphs flush that haughty brow,-
No proud exulting look is there,-
His eagle glance is humbled now,
As, earthward bent, in anxious care
It seeks the form whose stalwart pride
But yester-morn was by his side!

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The Lambs on the Boulder

© James Wright

I hear that the Commune di Padova has an exhibition of master-  

pieces from Giotto to Mantegna.  Giotto is the master of angels, and  

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Poem Read At The Dinner Given To The Author By The Medical Profession Of The City Of New York, April

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

Good was the dinner, better was the talk;
Some whispered, devious was the homeward walk;
The story came from some reporting spy,
They lie, those fellows, oh, how they do lie!
Not ours those foot-tracks in the new-fallen snow,
Poets and sages never zigzagged so!

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Alf’s Fifth Bit

© Ezra Pound

The pomps of butchery, financial power,
Told 'em to die in war, and then to save,
Then cut their saving to the half or lower;
When will this system lie down in its grave?

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The Unhappy Lot Of Mr. Knott

© James Russell Lowell

My worthy friend, A. Gordon Knott,
  From business snug withdrawn,
Was much contented with a lot
That would contain a Tudor cot
'Twixt twelve feet square of garden-plot,
  And twelve feet more of lawn.

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A Faith On Trial

© George Meredith

On the morning of May,

Ere the children had entered my gate

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The Masque of Plenty

© Rudyard Kipling

"How sweet is the shepherd's sweet life!
 From the dawn to the even he strays -
And his tongue shall be filled with praise.
 (adagio dim.) Filled with praise!"

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The Christening

© John Jay Chapman

THE evening wore on with the Judge in the chair
While song after song sought the rafter;
We crowned him with holly to match his white hair
And redden the bloom of our laughter:

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From A School Anthology

© Joseph Brodsky

1. E. Larionova

E. Larionova. Brunette. A colonel's

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On Revisiting The Sea-Shore, After Long Absence, Under Strong Medical Recommendation Not To Bathe

© Samuel Taylor Coleridge

God be with thee, gladsome Ocean!
  How gladly greet I thee once more!
Ships and waves, and ceaseless motion,
  And men rejoicing on thy shore.

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And the Seventh Dream is the Dream of Isis

© David Gascoyne

she was standing at the window clothed only in a ribbon
she was burning the eyes of snails in a candle
she was eating the excrement of dogs and horses
she was writing a letter to the president of france

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Margrave

© Robinson Jeffers

But who is our judge? It is likely the enormous
Beauty of the world requires for completion our ghostly increment,
It has to dream, and dream badly, a moment of its night.

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Hospital Window

© Allen Ginsberg

At gauzy dusk, thin haze like cigarette smoke

ribbons past Chrysler Building's silver fins

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Melampus

© George Meredith

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With love exceeding a simple love of the things

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Extracts from a Medical Poem. The Stability of Science

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

I tell their fate, though courtesy disclaims
To call our kind by such ungentle names;
Yet, if your rashness bid you vainly dare,
Think of their doom, ye simple, and beware.

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The General Prologue

© Geoffrey Chaucer

There was also a Reeve, and a Millere,
A Sompnour, and a Pardoner also,
A Manciple, and myself, there were no mo'.