Haig Is Moving Poem : The Guards Came Through and Other Poems by Arthur Conan Doyle
Haig Is Moving Poem
by
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Haig Is Moving Poem
August 1918
HAIG is moving!
Three plain words are all that matter,
Mid the gossip and the chatter,
Hopes in speeches, fears in papers.
Pessimistic froth and vapours—
Haig is moving!
Haig is moving!
We can turn from German scheming,
From humanitarian dreaming.
From assertions, contradictions.
Twisted facts and solemn fictions—
Haig is moving!
Haig is moving!
All the weary idle phrases.
Empty blamings, empty praises.
Here’s an end to their recital.
There is only one thing vital—
Haig is moving!
Haig is moving!
He is moving, he is gaining,
And the whole hushed world is straining,
Straining, yearning, for the vision
Of the doom and the decision—
Haig is moving!
The Guards Came Through and Other Poems
Victrix Poem
Those Others Poem
The Guards Came Through Poem
Haig Is Moving Poem
The Guns In Sussex Poem
Ypres Poem
Grousing Poem
The Volunteer Poem
The Night Patrol Poem
The Bugles Of Canada Poem
The Wreck On Loch Mcgarry Poem
The Bigot Poem
The Athabasca Trail Poem
Ragtime! Poem
Christmas In Trouble Poem
To Carlo Poem
To Ronald Ross Poem
Little Billy Poem
Take Heart Poem
Retrospect Poem
Comrades Poem
Lindisfaire Poem
Holy Grail A Parable Poem
Fate Poem
