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Arthur Conan Doyle
22 May 1859 – 7 July 1930
Poetry Listing
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Please Note: This list is not comprehensive, but is an ongoing work of the love of poetry.
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| | Poem Title | First Lines | Period | # Lines | # Reads | | 1: | 'Ware Holes | A sportin' death! My word it was! | | 56 | 540 | | 2: | 1902-1909 | They recruited William Evans | | 92 | 548 | | 3: | A Ballad Of The Ranks | Who carries the gun? A lad from over the Tweed. | | 80 | 1026 | | 4: | A Forgotten Tale | Say, what saw you on the hill, | | 48 | 697 | | 5: | A Hunting Morning | Put the saddle on the mare, | | 24 | 573 | | 6: | A Hymn Of Empire | God save England, blessed by Fate, | | 72 | 563 | | 7: | A Lay Of The Links | It's up and away from our work to-day, | | 32 | 584 | | 8: | A Lilt Of The Road | To St. Albans' town we came; | | 267 | 725 | | 9: | A Parable | The cheese-mites asked how the cheese got there, | | 8 | 669 | | 10: | A Post-Impressionist | Peter Wilson, A.R.A., In his small atelier, | | 99 | 518 | | 11: | A Rover Chanty | A trader sailed from Stepney town | | 56 | 580 | | 12: | A Tragedy | Who's that walking on the moorland? | | 20 | 614 | | 13: | A Voyage | Breathing the stale and stuffy air | | 32 | 763 | | 14: | A Woman's Love | I am not blind I understand; | | 16 | 715 | | 15: | Advice To A Young Author | First begin Taking in. Cargo stored, | | 30 | 658 | | 16: | Bendy's Sermon | You didn't know of Bendigo! Well, that knocks me out! | | 76 | 624 | | 17: | By The North Sea | Her cheek was wet with North Sea spray, | | 16 | 636 | | 18: | Compensation | The grime is on the window pane, | | 56 | 546 | | 19: | Corporal Dick's Promotion - A Ballad Of '82 | The Eastern day was well-nigh o'er | | 106 | 603 | | 20: | Cremona | The Grenadiers of Austria are proper men and tall; | | 100 | 573 | | 21: | Darkness | A gentleman of wit and charm, | | 24 | 748 | | 22: | December's Snow | The bloom is on the May once more, | | 24 | 655 | | 23: | Empire Builders | Captain Temple, D.S.O., | | 56 | 585 | | 24: | H.M.S. 'Foudroyant' | Who says the Nation's purse is lean, | | 48 | 566 | | 25: | Hope | Faith may break on reason, | | 40 | 596 | | 26: | Man's Limitation | Man says that He is jealous, | | 32 | 532 | | 27: | Master | Master went a-hunting, | | 20 | 544 | | 28: | Mind And Matter | Great was his soul and high his aim, | | 18 | 540 | | 29: | Night Voices | Father, father, who is that a-whispering? | | 20 | 720 | | 30: | Pennarby Mine | Pennarby shaft is dark and steep, | | 56 | 533 | | 31: | Religio Medici | God's own best will bide the test, | | 44 | 495 | | 32: | Sexagenarius Loquitur | From our youth to our age | | 22 | 727 | | 33: | Shakespeare's Expostulation | Masters, I sleep not quiet in my grave, | | 81 | 603 | | 34: | Sir Nigel's Song | A sword! A sword! Ah, give me a sword! | | 24 | 571 | | 35: | The Arab Steed | I gave the 'orse 'is evenin' feed, | | 96 | 574 | | 36: | The Banner Of Progress | There's a banner in our van, | | 16 | 542 | | 37: | The Bay Horse | Squire wants the bay horse, | | 40 | 525 | | 38: | The Blind Archer | Little boy Love drew his bow at a chance, | | 45 | 532 | | 39: | The Dying Whip | It came from gettin' 'eated, that was 'ow the thing begun, | | 88 | 586 | | 40: | The Echo | Through the lonely mountain land | | 12 | 681 | | 41: | The Empire | They said that it had feet of clay, | | 8 | 675 | | 42: | The End | Tell me what to get and I will get it." | | 16 | 566 | | 43: | The Farnshire Cup | Christopher Davis was up upon Mavis | | 152 | 566 | | 44: | The Franklin's Maid (From 'The White Company') | The franklin he hath gone to roam, | | 24 | 542 | | 45: | The Frontier Line | What marks the frontier line? | | 45 | 645 | | 46: | The Groom's Encore | Not tired of 'earin' stories! You're a nailer, so you are! | | 76 | 529 | | 47: | The Groom's Story | Ten mile in twenty minutes! 'E done it, sir. That's true. | | 84 | 550 | | 48: | The Home-Coming Of The 'Eurydice' | Up with the royals that top the white spread of her! | | 40 | 522 | | 49: | The Inner Room | It is mine--the little chamber, | | 64 | 539 | | 50: | The Irish Colonel | Said the king to the colonel, | | 8 | 577 | | 51: | The Message | Up, dear laddie, saddle quick, | | 16 | 668 | | 52: | The Old Gray Fox | We started from the Valley Pride, | | 80 | 539 | | 53: | The Old Huntsman | There's a keen and grim old huntsman | | 56 | 681 | | 54: | The Orphanage | When, ere the tangled web is reft, | | 16 | 707 | | 55: | The Outcasts | Three women stood by the river's flood | | 32 | 558 | | 56: | The Passing | It was the hour of dawn, | | 156 | 522 | | 57: | The Song Of The Bow | What of the bow? The bow was made in England: | | 35 | 623 | | 58: | The Storming Party | Said Paul Leroy to Barrow, | | 75 | 618 | | 59: | The Wanderer | Twas in the shadowy gloaming | | 100 | 610 | | 60: | With The Chiddingfolds | The horse is bedded down | | 81 | 542 |
About:
Sir Arthur Ignatius Conan Doyle, was a British author most noted for his stories about the detective Sherlock Holmes, which are generally considered a major innovation in the field of crime fiction, and for the adventures of Professor Challenger. He was a prolific writer whose other works include science fiction stories, historical novels, plays and romances, poetry, and non-fiction.
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