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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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