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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RAILROADING, by NORMAN CABOT Poet's Biography
First Line: Today I paid two dollars and was hurled
Last Line: Pen, brush, or sculptural instrument can show?
Subject(s): Paintings & Painters
First Line: Today I paid two dollars and was hurled
Last Line: Pen, brush, or sculptural instrument can show?
Subject(s): Paintings & Painters
TODAY I paid two dollars and was hurled
Along an iron road. The murderous might
Of steel and bellowing water-demons whirled
Swift wheels that bore us out into the light
To traverse the broad bosom of the world
In summer's glad green and glittering after night.
A feast of life it was. For what, indeed,
Is life but motion, motion life; and, so,
Such sense of care-free, devil-engendered speed,
Deep drafts of life with no corrupting woe,
A Bacchanalian orgy of all that reed,
Pen, brush, or sculptural instrument can show?
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