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The Farewell

The Soul to the Body

SO sorry, dear old friend, you have to die.
We've been such goodly partners, you and I,
Such comrades in our work, and mates at play,
We've lived together many a happy day.
It's only lately that you disappoint.
Sluggish in limb and clogged in every joint ;
But that is not your fault, for grim old Time
Has blocked your tiny arteries with lime.
And cut your sap and left its withering trace
In every wrinkle of your dear old face.
No, faithful comrade, I have nought but praise ;
If there were fault, 'twas mine. You walked the ways
On which I led you, be they low or high.
Thanks for all services ! And so good-bye !

The Body to the Soul

Good-bye, old friend ! You've used me many a year.

And, as you say, I'm rather out of gear,

And quite disposed to rest. No doubt you'll find

Some other form congenial to your mind.

And moulded on this wreck you leave behind.

For that, they say, persists. May it be one

That serves you faithfully, as I have done.

Стишок размещён здесь, его номер 161:

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Нужно в Google искать, не в yandex.  Там написать в окошке запрос, например: "The Farewell" poem of Arthur Conan Doyle и нажать на кнопку "найти". А в появившемся уже смотреть, встречается ли то, что ищешь. Например, появилось:
 

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THE POEMS OF ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE COLLECTED EDITION LONDON ... To these are added a number of new pieces : " The Farewell," "Now then, Smith!

Видно, что тут есть " The Farewell". А дальше уже посмотреть в тексте, где находится стихотворение.