 In dreary hospitals of pain, The cheerless corridors, The cold and stony floors. Lo! in that house of misery A lady with a lamp I see Pass through the glimmering gloom, And flit from room to room. And slow, as in a dream of bliss, The speechless sufferer...  The Cornhill Magazine - Seite 461herausgegeben von - 1898Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Arvind Sharma, Katherine K. Young - 1992 - 168 Seiten
...FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE : A STUDY IN HEROIC ALTRUISM Sheila McDonough The wounded from the battle-plain, In dreary hospitals of pain, The cheerless corridors, The cold and stony floors. Lo! in that house of misery A lady with a lamp I see Pass through the glimmering gloom, And flit from room... | |
 | Margretta M. Styles, Patricia Moccia - 1993 - 355 Seiten
...whose words or deeds Thus help us in our daily needs, And by their overflow Raise us from what is low! Thus thought I, as by night I read Of the great army...starved and frozen camp, — The wounded from the battle-plain, In dreary hospitals of pain, The cheerless corridors, The cold and stony floors. Lo!... | |
 | Joseph R. McElrath, Jr., Robert C. Leitz, Jesse S. Crisler - 2001 - 636 Seiten
...begins by observing that noble thoughts and noble deeds lift our hearts to higher levels, and then says: Thus thought I, as by night I read Of the great army...starved and frozen camp, — The wounded from the battle-plain, In dreary hospitals of pain, The cheerless corridors, The cold and stony floors. Lo!... | |
 | Mary Elizabeth O'Brien - 2003 - 387 Seiten
...spiritual heritage Nightingale left to the nurses who would follow in her footsteps. Santa Filomena Thus thought I as by night I read of the great army...cheerless corridors, The cold and stony floors. Lo, in that house of misery, A lady with a lamp I see pass through the glimmering gloom and flit from room... | |
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