The lump of gold: and other poems By Charles Mackay |
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XXX. THE STAGE COACH AND THE STEAM CARRIAGE.
O luxury of travel! joy refined!To fly steam-harness'd, in the ponderous train,
And feel the victory of mighty Mind
O'er space and time, for uses not in vain!
Yet ever in this world must loss and gain
Balance each other. Is it speed we prize?
'Tis edged with danger, equipoised by pain,
And aids our business but to cheat our eyes.
Th' unsocial Rail affords no varied pleasure
Like yours, ye coaches of a former day:
Apt for our haste, delightful for our leisure;—
We miss the cantering team, the winding way,
The road-side halt, the post horn's well-known air,
The inns, the gaping towns, and all the landscape fair.
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