IN HOSPITAL
Reading edition
Hushed and happy whiteness, Miles on miles of cots, The glad contented brightness Where sunlight falls in spots. Sisters swift and saintly Seem to tread on grass; Like flowers stirring faintly, Heads turn to watch them pass. Beauty, blood, and sorrow, Blending in a trance— Eternity's to-morrow In this half-way house of France. Sounds of whispered talking, Laboured indrawn breath; Then like a young girl walking The dear familiar Death.