"When I am no longer even a memory, just a name, I hope my voice may perpetuate the great work of my life. God bless my dear old comrades of Balaclava and bring them safe to shore. Florence Nightingale."
There are two recitations; the second has slightly altered wording to the first, which was presumably a practice session. Find out more: catalogue.wellcomelibrary.org/record=b2005368~S3.
