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	''A Voyage'' is a poem written by [[Arthur Conan Doyle]] published in the collected volume [[Songs of the Road]] on 16 march 1911.		''A Voyage'' is a poem written by [[Arthur Conan Doyle]] first published in the collected volume [[Songs of the Road]] on 16 march 1911.

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	''A Voyage'' is a poem written by [[Arthur Conan Doyle]] ~~first~~ published in the collected volume [[Songs of the Road]] on 16 march 1911.		''A Voyage'' is a poem written by [[Arthur Conan Doyle]] published in the collected volume [[Songs of the Road]] on 16 march 1911.


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	== A Voyage ==		== A Voyage ==

			<poem>
	'''1909'''		'''1909'''

	Breathing the stale and stuffy air~~<br />~~		Breathing the stale and stuffy air
	Of office or consulting room,~~<br />~~		Of office or consulting room,
	Our thoughts will wander back to where~~<br />~~		Our thoughts will wander back to where
	We heard the low Atlantic boom,		We heard the low Atlantic boom,

			And, creaming underneath our screw,
	And, creaming underneath our screw,~~<br />~~		We watched the swirling waters break,
	We watched the swirling waters break,~~<br />~~		Silver filagrees on blue
	Silver filagrees on blue~~<br />~~
	Spreading fan-wise in our wake.		Spreading fan-wise in our wake.

			Cribbed within the city's fold,
	Cribbed within the city's fold,~~<br />~~		Fettered to our daily round,
	Fettered to our daily round,~~<br />~~		We'll conjure up the haze of gold
	We'll conjure up the haze of gold~~<br />~~
	Which ringed the wide horizon round.		Which ringed the wide horizon round.

			And still we'll break the sordid day
	And still we'll break the sordid day~~<br />~~		By fleeting visions far and fair,
	By fleeting visions far and fair,~~<br />~~		The silver shield of Vigo Bay,
	The silver shield of Vigo Bay,~~<br />~~
	The long brown cliff of Finisterre.		The long brown cliff of Finisterre.

			Where once the Roman galley sped,
	Where once the Roman galley sped,~~<br />~~		Or Moorish corsair spread his sail,
	Or Moorish corsair spread his sail,~~<br />~~		By wooded shore, or sunlit head,
	By wooded shore, or sunlit head,~~<br />~~
	By barren hill or sea-washed vale		By barren hill or sea-washed vale

			We took our way. But we can swear,
	We took our way. But we can swear,~~<br />~~		That many countries we have scanned,
	That many countries we have scanned,~~<br />~~		But never one that could compare
	But never one that could compare~~<br />~~
	With our own island mother-land.		With our own island mother-land.

			The dream is o'er. No more we view
	The dream is o'er. No more we view~~<br />~~		The shores of Christian or of Turk,
	The shores of Christian or of Turk,~~<br />~~		But turning to our tasks anew,
	But turning to our tasks anew,~~<br />~~
	We bend us to our wonted work.		We bend us to our wonted work.

			But there will come to you and me
	But there will come to you and me~~<br />~~		Some glimpse of spacious days gone by,
	Some glimpse of spacious days gone by,~~<br />~~		The wide, wide stretches of the sea,
	The wide, wide stretches of the sea,~~<br />~~
	The mighty curtain of the sky,		The mighty curtain of the sky,
			</poem>

TCDE-Team at 11:35, 22 July 2016

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''A Voyage'' is a poem written by [[Arthur Conan Doyle]] first published in the collected volume [[Songs of the Road]] on 16 march 1911.

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== Editions ==

* in ''[[Songs of the Road]]'' (16 march 1911, [[Smith, Elder & Co.]] [UK])
* in ''[[Songs of the Road]]'' (october 1911, [[Doubleday & McClure Co.|Doubleday, Page & Co.]] [US])
* in ''[[Songs of the Road]]'' (27 january 1920, [[John Murray]] [UK])
* in ''[[Songs of the Road]]'' (february 1920, [[John Murray]] [UK])
* in ''[[The Poems of Arthur Conan Doyle]]'' (21 september 1922, [[John Murray]] [UK])
* in ''[[The Poems of Arthur Conan Doyle]]'' (14 september 1928, [[John Murray]]'s ''Fiction Library'' [UK])

== A Voyage ==

'''1909'''

Breathing the stale and stuffy air 
Of office or consulting room, 
Our thoughts will wander back to where 
We heard the low Atlantic boom,

And, creaming underneath our screw, 
We watched the swirling waters break, 
Silver filagrees on blue 
Spreading fan-wise in our wake.

Cribbed within the city's fold, 
Fettered to our daily round, 
We'll conjure up the haze of gold 
Which ringed the wide horizon round.

And still we'll break the sordid day 
By fleeting visions far and fair, 
The silver shield of Vigo Bay, 
The long brown cliff of Finisterre.

Where once the Roman galley sped, 
Or Moorish corsair spread his sail, 
By wooded shore, or sunlit head, 
By barren hill or sea-washed vale

We took our way. But we can swear, 
That many countries we have scanned, 
But never one that could compare 
With our own island mother-land.

The dream is o'er. No more we view 
The shores of Christian or of Turk, 
But turning to our tasks anew, 
We bend us to our wonted work.

But there will come to you and me 
Some glimpse of spacious days gone by, 
The wide, wide stretches of the sea, 
The mighty curtain of the sky,

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