Let Surgeon MacCardle confirm you in Hope. A jockey fell off and his neck it was broke. He lifted him up like a fine, honest man; And he said "He is dead; but I'll do all I can."


The Collected Poems of Oliver St. John Gogarty, The Three (p. 109), Constable. 1951


Let Surgeon MacCardle confirm you in Hope. A jockey fell off and his neck it was broke. He lifted him up like a fine, honest man; And he said He is...

Let Surgeon MacCardle confirm you in Hope. A jockey fell off and his neck it was broke. He lifted him up like a fine, honest man; And he said He is...

Let Surgeon MacCardle confirm you in Hope. A jockey fell off and his neck it was broke. He lifted him up like a fine, honest man; And he said He is...

Let Surgeon MacCardle confirm you in Hope. A jockey fell off and his neck it was broke. He lifted him up like a fine, honest man; And he said He is...