Announced by bugle blasts the train rolls in, Her window-lights like one far flash of fire; Forthwith some bid adieu, and some enquire For their far-travelled friends who now begin Their seats to leave amid a deafening din, As boxes, trunks, and mails about are thrown; A moment more and we are left alone, For she is gone the murky night within. Then Fancy tells me where her inmates roam: "Some are on business bent; some flee from care; And some begin life's sun and shade to share; Others in answer to the call of Home Make haste in tears a dear, dead face to view; While some from o'er the seas seek pastures new." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RODGERSON'S DOUG by WILLIAM AITKEN THE WINGLESS VICTORY by WILLIAM HERVEY ALLEN JR. RAILWAY DREAMINGS by ALEXANDER ANDERSON PRELUDE TO FAITH by MARJORIE MERRILL BLISS COMPENSATION by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |