Here in this dim, dull, double-bedded room, br I play the father to a brace of boys, br Ailing but apt for every sort of noise, br Bedfast but brilliant yet with health and bloom. br Roden, the Irishman, is 'sieven past,' br Blue-eyed, snub-nosed, chubby, and fair of face. br Willie's but six, and seems to like the place, br A cheerful little collier to the last. br They eat, and laugh, and sing, and fight, all day; br All night they sleep like dormice. See them play br At Operations:- Roden, the Professor, br Saws, lectures, takes the artery up, and ties; br Willie, self-chloroformed, with half-shut eyes, br Holding the limb and moaning-Case and Dresser.