THE trains are stopp'd, the MIGHTY CHIEFS OF FLAME To quench their thirst the crystal water claim; While from their post the great in crowds alight, When, by a line-train, in its hasty flight, Through striving to avoid it, Huskisson By unforeseen mischance was over-run. That stroke, alas! was death in shortest time; Thus fell the great financier in his prime! This fatal chance not only caused delay, But damped the joy that erst had crown'd the day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BALLADE OF DEAD FRIENDS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON IN EARLIEST SPRING by WILLIAM DEAN HOWELLS THE ONE LOST by ISAAC ROSENBERG FOREIGN CHILDREN by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON VERSES FOR CHILDREN: MAPLE TREE by ZEDA K. AILES |