Poems by Doyle Arthur Conan
The Guards Came Through
... t, and hospital ward for me,But I'll tell them in Blighty wherever I be, How the Guards came through ...
A Lay of the Links
... time to be up and away:If worry and sorrow come back with the morrow, At least we'll be happy to-day ...
A Parable
... But of all the choice spirits who lived in the cheese, Not one of them thought of a cow ...
Religio Medici
... of good Where the high blossoms be,And wieldeth still the shears of ill To prune and prune His tree ...
Retrospect
... rab and common by the truth,The sweet sad mellow things of life Are more than golden dreams of youth ...
The Song of the Bow
... Here's to you -- and to you! To the hearts that are trueAnd the land where the true hearts dwell ...
