The Song of the Bombarden
The Song of the Bombarden is a poem written by Arthur Conan Doyle published in his handwritten magazine The Feldkirchian Gazette (Vol. II, november 1875).
The Song of the Bombarden
There is an instrument whose power,
Does all the others far surpass.
Far o'er the rest one sees him tower.
A mighty monument of brass.
The soundest sleeper, far or near,
I think would scarcely slumber on,
If close to his unconscious ear,
You played upon the Bombarden.
Some scoff at its enormous size,
And mock at its immensity.
But none can hear without surprise
It's notes and their intensity
Some say it's weight is quite absurd,
It only does encumber one.
The sweetest tunes I ever heard
Were played upon the Bombarden.
So ever to the end of time,
All must, to love its tones, consent
In every band, and foreign clime,
They play the glorious instrument
And when on the last judgement day,
Of angels a great number come,
The one who must a trumpet play,
Will blow upon a Bombarden.
AD
