Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HYMN READ AT DEDICATION OF THE OLIVER W. HOLMES HOSPITAL, by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Angel of love, for every grief Last Line: Be thine the glory and the praise! Subject(s): Hospitals | ||||||||
ANGEL of love, for every grief Its soothing balm thy mercy brings, For every pang its healing leaf, For homeless want, thine outspread wings. Enough for thee the pleading eye, The knitted brow of silent pain; The portals open to a sigh Without the clank of bolt or chain. Who is our brother? He that lies Left at the wayside, bruised and sore: His need our open hand supplies, His welcome waits him at our door. Not ours to ask in freezing tones His race, his calling, or his creed; Each heart the tie of kinship owns, When those are human veins that bleed. Here stand the champions to defend From every wound that flesh can feel; Here science, patience, skill, shall blend To save, to calm, to help, to heal. Father of Mercies! Weak and frail, Thy guiding hand thy children ask; Let not the Great Physician fail To aid us in our holy task. Source of all truth, and love, and light, That warm and cheer our earthly days, Be ours to serve Thy will aright, Be Thine the glory and the praise! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HAVING BEEN ASKED WHAT IS A MAN? I ANSWER by PHILIP LEVINE NEW YEAR'S EVE, IN HOSPITAL by PHILIP LEVINE THE DEMOCRATIC DIME by EVE MERRIAM THIS DID NOT HAPPEN by THYLIAS MOSS WALT WHITMAN IN THE CIVIL WAR HOSPITALS by DAVID IGNATOW A FIELD HOSPITAL by RANDALL JARRELL A BALLAD OF THE BOSTON TEA-PARTY [DECEMBER 16, 1773] by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES |
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