Rhyme Of The Rail By John Godfrey Saxe - Gideon Wagner

Rhyme Of The Rail By John Godfrey Saxe

Singing through the forests

Rattling over ridges

Shooting under arches

Rumbling over bridges

Whizzing through the mountains

Buzzing over the vale

Bless me this is pleasant

Riding on the Rail

Men of different stations

In the eye of Fame

Here are very quickly

Coming to the same

High and lowly people

Birds of every feather

On a common level

Traveling together

Gentleman in shorts

Looming very tall

Gentleman at large

Talking very small

Gentleman in tights

With a looseish mien

Gentleman in gray

Looking rather green

Gentleman quite old

Asking for the news

Gentleman in black

In a fit of blues

Gentleman in claret

Sober as a vicar

Gentleman in Tweed

Dreadfully in liquor

Stranger on the right

Looking very sunny

Obviously reading

Something rather funny

Now the smiles are thicker

Wonder what they mean

Faith he's got the knicker

Bocker Magazine

Stranger on the left

Closing up his peepers

Now he snores amain

Like the Seven Sleepers

At his feet a volume

Gives the explanation

How the man grew stupid

From Association

Ancient maiden lady

Anxiously remarks

That there must be peril

Among so many sparks

Roguishlooking fellow

Turning to the stranger

Says it's his opinion

She is out of danger

Woman with her baby

Sitting visavis

Baby keeps a squalling

Woman looks at me

Asks about the distance

Says it's tiresome talking

Noises of the cars

Are so very shocking

Marketwoman careful

Of the precious casket

Knowing eggs are eggs

Tightly holds her basket

Feeling that a smash

If it came would surely

Sent her eggs to pot

Rather prematurely

Singing through the forests

Rattling over ridges

Shooting under arches

Rumbling over bridges

Whizzing through the mountains

Buzzing over the vale

Bless me this is pleasant

Riding on the Rail