But I flirt on for ever!
Judy, September 4, 1867.
The Mont Cenis Train.[71]
(In the line of the Laureate.)
[Written 1868.]
O train, he says,
O trundling train, says Edmund in his rhyme,
How go you? and the train, why not? replies—
I leave the station, make a raid
With sudden upward sally
Upon the height—no lady’s maid,