The Echo Poem : Songs of the Road Poetry by Arthur Conan Doyle
The Echo Poem
by
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
The Echo Poem
(After Heine)
Through the lonely mountain land
There rode a cavalier.
“Oh ride I to my darling’s arms,
Or to the grave so drear?”
The Echo answered clear,
“The grave so drear.”
So onward rode the cavalier
And clouded was his brow.
“If now my hour be truly come,
Ah well, it must be now!”
The Echo answered low,
“It must be now.”
Songs of the Road Poetry
I. — Songs of the Road Narrative Verses And Songs
A Hymn Of Empire Poem
Sir Nigel’s Song Poem
The Arab Steed Poem
A Post-Impressionist Poem
Empire Builders Poem
The Groom’s Encore Poem
The Bay Horse Poem
The Outcasts Poem
The End Poem
1902-1909 Poem
The Wanderer Poem
Bendy’s Sermon Poem
II. — Songs of the Road Philosophic Verses
Compensation Poem
The Banner Of Progress Poem
Hope Poem
Religio Medici Poem
Man’s Limitation Poem
Mind And Matter Poem
Darkness Poem
III — Songs of the Road Miscellaneous Verses
A Woman’s Love Poem
By The North Sea Poem
December’s Snow Poem
Shakespeare’s Expostulation Poem
The Empire Poem
A Voyage Poem
The Orphanage Poem
Sexagenarius Loquitur Poem
Night Voices Poem
The Message Poem
The Echo Poem
Advice To A Young Author Poem
A Lilt Of The Road Poem
