Master



Master went a-hunting,
When the leaves were falling;
We saw him on the bridle path,
We heard him gaily calling.

'Oh master, master, come you back,
For I have dreamed a dream so black!'
A glint of steel from bit and heel,
The chestnut cantered faster;
A red flash seen amid the green,
And so good-bye to master.

Master came from hunting,
Two silent comrades bore him;
His eyes were dim, his face was white,
The mare was led before him.

'Oh, master, master, is it thus
That you have come again to us?'
I held my lady's ice-cold hand,
They bore the hurdle past her;
Why should they go so soft and slow?
It matters not to master.

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Submitted on May 13, 2011

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme AAXA BBXCXC ADXD EEXCXC
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 633
Words 123
Stanzas 4
Stanza Lengths 4, 6, 4, 6

Arthur Conan Doyle

 · 1859 · Edinburgh
 · 1930 · Crowborough

Sir Arthur Ignatius Conan Doyle was a British author most noted for his stories about the detective Sherlock Holmes which are generally considered a major innovation in the field of crime fiction and for the adventures of Professor Challenger He was a prolific writer whose other works include science fiction stories historical novels plays and romances poetry and non-fiction more…

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