From A Railway Carriage
A train hurtles through the countryside, and passes many interesting things.
Faster than fairies, faster than witches,
Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches;
And charging along like troops in a battle
All through the meadows the horses and cattle:
All of the sights of the hill and the plain
Fly as thick as driving rain;
And ever again, in the wink of an eye,
Painted stations whistle by.
Here is a child who clambers and scrambles,
All by himself and gathering brambles;
Here is a tramp who stands and gazes;
And here is the green for stringing the daisies!
Here is a cart runaway in the road
Lumping along with man and load;
And here is a mill, and there is a river:
Each a glimpse and gone forever!
Header illustration from Pixabay, with thanks.
1. How does this poem make you feel the speed of the train in motion?
2. This train seems to be going through the country. Can you imagine some of the things you might see from a train as it speeds through a city?