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chapter-182		chapter-182			.txt	text/plain	746	53	89	An old man bending I come among new faces, Come tell us old man, as from young men and maidens that love me, With hinged knees returning I enter the doors, (while for you up there, An attendant follows holding a tray, he carries a refuse pail, Soon to be filld with clotted rags and blood, emptied, and filld again. With hinged knees and steady hand to dress wounds, The crushd head I dress, (poor crazed hand tear not the bandage away,) (Come sweet death! Back on his pillow the soldier bends with curvd neck and side falling head, I dress a wound in the side, deep, deep, I dress the perforated shoulder, the foot with the bullet-wound, While the attendant stands behind aside me holding the tray and pail. The hurt and wounded I pacify with soothing hand, (Many a soldiers loving arms about this neck have crossd and rested,	./cache/chapter-182.txt	./txt/chapter-182.txt