The Doctor.

    He bent above our darling's bed
        When her life was ebbing low,
    And in his serious look we read
        The truth we feared to know.

    We knew a slender thread was all
        That held her now; we saw
    The dark, portentous shadow fall,
        And near and nearer draw.

    Our hopes were centred all in him;
        We stood with bated breath
    As, pitiful and calm and grim,
        He fought and fought with Death.

    We hung upon the desperate fight,
        And saw in him combined
    The tiger's stealth, the lion's might,
        The man's superior mind.

    We saw the fearful hate he bore
        His old, relentless foe,
    His beautiful compassion for
        The one we cherished so.

    No mortal ever waged alone
        A conflict so severe;
    The high-souled, stainless champion
        Finds heavenly succor near.

    Legions of angels to his aid
        His pure devotion brought;
    Celestial strength his spirit swayed;
        'Twas Life that in him fought.

    The awful stillness of the night!
        The long and bitter hours! -
    It seemed that Time had stayed his flight
        To watch the battling pow'rs.

    And ere the ghastly night had fled
        He conquered in the strife,
    And gently took the slender thread,
        And drew her back to life.

W. M. MacKeracher

W. M. MacKeracher was a poet known for his contributions to Canadian literature during the early 20th century. His works often focused on themes of nature, human emotion, and the simplicity of rural life. Though not as widely known as some of his contemporaries, MacKeracher's poetry has been appreciated for its lyrical quality and depth. Much of his work was published in regional journals and anthologies, capturing the essence of Canadian landscapes and the human experience within them. His exact birth and death dates remain obscure.

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To an Umbrella.

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In Warehouse And Office.

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My Friends.

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The Saddest Thought.

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