How oft I've watched thy measure tread
As silently from bed to bed
You wend your solitary way
Shedding o'er each sombre scene
A soothing ray
Oh! White clad messenger of ease
Sole ray of comfort in disease
May Heaven bless your kindly eyes
Oh! Nurse thrice blessed seraphim
In earthly guise
As tirelessly you end each pain
And cheer the drooping, fevered brain
The torments that the flesh beguile
With softly reassuring word and ready smile.
Lawrence Frankpitt Fearby
Cairo 16-07-1942
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