Poet, Nurse, Solider
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I am the poet of Strength
        and Hope
Swiftly pass I
Where is the house of
          any one dying?
Thither I speed and raise
           turn the knob of the
                                     door,

Let And
Let The physician and the
        priest stand and [illegible] truly withdraw
That I seize on the despairer ghastly man
              and raise him with
                resistless will,
O ghastly man despairer ! you
      shall I say tell you, you
  shall not die go down,
Here is my hand arm sink
       press your whole
      weight upon me.

 




I am the poet of Strength ms


In these lines the poet substitutes for the "banished" physician and priest, rushing to the aid of the dying person in need of his heroic nurturing attentions, both physical and spiritual.

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