“All ’board!” “Sphee-ee-chee—sphee-ee-choof!”
And the iron horse moves his steel-rimmed hoof,
And snorts from his chest his breath of steam,
With a quickening pulse and warning scream,
Moves out[309] with his freight of human lives—
A sinuous[310] chain of humming hives.
Anon the hum is a rattling din,
As the bright steel arms fly out and in,
Till naught is heard save a deafening jar,
As the train speeds[311] on like a shooting star,