Arthur Conan Doyle Brown Poems

  • 1.
    1909

    Breathing the stale and stuffy air
    Of office or consulting room,
    ...
  • 2.
    Squire wants the bay horse,
    For it is the best.
    Squire holds the mortgage;
    Where's the interest?
    ...
  • 3.
    [Lost, with her crew of three hundred boys, on the last day of her voyage, March 23, 1876. She foundered off Portsmouth, from which town many of the boys came.]

    Up with the royals that top the white spread of her!
    Press her and dress her, and drive through the foam;
    ...
  • 4.
    We started from the Valley Pride,
    And Farnham way we went.
    We waited at the cover-side,
    But never found a scent.
    ...
  • 5.
    Captain Temple, D.S.O.,
    With his banjo and retriever.
    "Rough, I know, on poor old Flo,
    But, by Jove! I couldn't leave her."
    ...
  • 6.
    It was the hour of dawn,
    When the heart beats thin and small,
    The window glimmered grey,
    Framed in a shadow wall.
    ...
  • 7.
    Christopher Davis was up upon Mavis
    And Sammy MacGregor on Flo,
    Jo Chauncy rode Spider, the rankest outsider,
    But HE'D make a wooden horse go.
    ...
  • 8.
    With acknowledgment to my friend Sir A. Quiller-Couch.

    'Twas in the shadowy gloaming
    Of a cold and wet March day,
    ...
  • 9.
    It's up and away from our work to-day,
    For the breeze sweeps over the down;
    And it's hey for a game where the gorse blossoms flame,
    And the bracken is bronzing to brown.
    ...
Total 9 Brown Poems by Arthur Conan Doyle

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