We flash across the level. <br />We thunder thro' the bridges. <br />We bicker down the cuttings. <br />We sway along the ridges. <br /> <br />A rush of streaming hedges, <br />Of jostling lights and shadows, <br />Of hurtling, hurrying stations, <br />Of racing woods and meadows. <br /> <br />We charge the tunnels headlong - <br />The blackness roars and shatters. <br />We crash between embankments - <br />The open spins and scatters. <br /> <br />We shake off the miles like water, <br />We might carry a royal ransom; <br />And I think of her waiting, waiting, <br />And long for a common hansom.<br /><br />William Ernest Henley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-flash-across-the-level/
