painted stations whistle by.............

font: Mister Sirloin (for Trev.)

 

textures and effects by Remember Remember

 

Yes, thanks Jan, wonderful memories, now it's all 'body searches' and 'security this' and 'what's that in there'

 

 

From A Railway Carriage

Robert Louis Stevenson

 

Faster than fairies, faster than witches,

Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches;

And charging along like troops in a battle

All through the meadows the horses and cattle:

All of the sights of the hill and the plain

Fly as thick as driving rain;

And ever again, in the wink of an eye,

Painted stations whistle by.

Here is a child who clambers and scrambles,

All by himself and gathering brambles;

Here is a tramp who stands and gazes;

And here is the green for stringing the daisies!

Here is a cart runaway in the road

Lumping along with man and load;

And here is a mill, and there is a river:

Each a glimpse and gone forever!

Done