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Higginson and Bigelow, comps. American Sonnets. 1891.

Florence Nightingale

Richard Henry Stoddard (1825–1903)

ENGLAND, if Time from out the Book of Fame

Should blot the desperate valor of thy men

In the Crimea, an Englishwoman’s name,

As sweet as ever came from poets’ pen,

Would still defy him,—Florence Nightingale!

Honor to that fair girl, whose pitying heart

Led her across the sea, to ease the smart

Of soldier wounds, and hush the soldier’s wail.

Men can be great when great occasions call:

In little duties women find their spheres,

The narrow cares that cluster round the hearth;

But this dear woman wipes a woman’s tears,

And wears the crown of womanhood for all.

Happy the land that gave such goodness birth!