FROM A RAILWAY CARRIAGE

Robert Louis Stevenson 1850-94

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 there is the green for stringing the daisies!    

Here is a cart run away in the road    

Lumping along with man and load;    

And here is a mill and there is a river:      

Each a glimpse and gone for ever.

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