I am not fainting—I am not appall'd—
I am not beat down—I feel no despair:
It seems all expected and all forestall'd,
As I utter my three words, 'When and where?'
'Two hours ago at the Northern quay'—
He offers me food, and to rest and sit—
I have left the house—I am on my way—
I have hail'd a cab and jump'd into it.
O faster! O faster! O yet more fast!
There's nothing on earth but driving like this: