Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MAGIC TOURS, by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN


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MAGIC TOURS, by                    
First Line: I hear the far-off whistle of a train
Last Line: Because a train has whistled on the track.
Subject(s): Railroads; Rome, Italy; Tourists; Travel; Railways; Trains; Journeys; Trips


I hear the far-off whistle of a train,
And distant scenes again my mind enchain.
Once more I find myself in canyons, cool,
With restive trout immured in every pool;
Or, standing, clear, on far Tibetan heights,
I feel, anew, the lure of mystic nights;
Enchanting views return to thrill my soul.
Again the deep Pacific's breakers roll
And cast their wanton wreckage at my feet;
I sense her waters' rhythmic throb and beat.
Long camel-caravans, slow-paced and grey,
Among the shifting sand dunes wind their way,
One magic day. The marvels of St. Peter's dome
And all the crumbling crypts of ancient Rome
Invite my soul. ... All this comes swiftly back
Because a train has whistled on the track.





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