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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THIS RAILWAY STATION, by ALLAN M. LAING
First Line: This squalid dome of soot-obscured glass
Last Line: This builder's blot, this curse, this railway station.
Subject(s): Dramatists; Poetry & Poets; Railroads; Shakespeare, William (1564-1616); Railways; Trains
First Line: This squalid dome of soot-obscured glass
Last Line: This builder's blot, this curse, this railway station.
Subject(s): Dramatists; Poetry & Poets; Railroads; Shakespeare, William (1564-1616); Railways; Trains
This squalid dome of soot-obscuréd glass,
This larger lavatory or spittoon,
This vault of echoes, rudely amplified,
This meeting-place of draughts, whose smut-filled air
Strikes chill upon the stoutest traveller's chest,
This worried trippers' haunt, this dunghill world
Whence porter-cocks crow false civilities,
This traffic jam, stirred in a thousand jars,
Which serves as hypodermic for the times,
Inoculating tourists 'gainst the press
Of progress and the piercing shrieks of speed,
This dark and dank depression of the soul,
This builder's blot, this curse, this Railway Station.
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