Leading him onward, when, beneath her wand,
Wonders appeared that never more shall fade:
He triumphed o’er the Winds and swiftly made
The giant, Steam, subservient to command.
How soft the sunlight lies upon the lea
Around his home, where boyhood days were sped!
These checkered shadows on the fading grass
Symbol his fortunes, as they fleeting pass:
“He did mankind a service,”—could there be
A tribute more ennobling to the dead!