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ON THE RAILWAY BRIDGES (TO W.M.C.), by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Girders of iron; bridges wrought of steel
Last Line: The onrush—passed—and all was night again.
Subject(s): Labor & Laborers; Night; Railroads; Work; Workers; Bedtime; Railways; Trains


GIRDERS of iron; bridges wrought of steel,
Fashioned by Titans labouring in night,
Naked against a sullen glow of light
From furnaces wherein the hot floods reel
Flame-drunken; toil-engirdled men that feel
The pulse of elemental world-ways; might
And power; blind forces without sense of sight
In depths and shadows which the hills conceal.

These were as far-off visions in a dream;
Silence, that knows no speech, was utter lord;
'Earth is asleep, asleep her toiling men,
Naught wakes,' I said. There broke a sudden gleam
And, out of darkness, thunderous there roared
The onrush—passed—and all was night again.





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