Patriots
ON THE “7:50”
Parke Farley
As you go in and out upon the train,You’re always reading poetry?... Yes.At first it slightly did embarrass meTo have the people stare,Like you, over my shoulder,Catching, as it were, a sudden flashing thigh,Or gleam of sunlight on a truth laid bare,Then sizingmeup from the tail of the eye.I used to shield the books, and myself, too,But now I have grown bolder—I don’t care ...They say this morning train from Lake Forest to ChicagoCarries more money, morelivingmoneyThan any train of its length and size in the world.There’s the Club car, for Bridge, and then the Smoker,And four or five other coaches.It makes onefeelrich merely to ride upon it ...No, it’s not Keats or Shelley—yes, well enough,But these are living.I like them young and strenuous,And when I find one that has done with lies,I send a word ...
As you go in and out upon the train,You’re always reading poetry?... Yes.At first it slightly did embarrass meTo have the people stare,Like you, over my shoulder,Catching, as it were, a sudden flashing thigh,Or gleam of sunlight on a truth laid bare,Then sizingmeup from the tail of the eye.I used to shield the books, and myself, too,But now I have grown bolder—I don’t care ...They say this morning train from Lake Forest to ChicagoCarries more money, morelivingmoneyThan any train of its length and size in the world.There’s the Club car, for Bridge, and then the Smoker,And four or five other coaches.It makes onefeelrich merely to ride upon it ...No, it’s not Keats or Shelley—yes, well enough,But these are living.I like them young and strenuous,And when I find one that has done with lies,I send a word ...
As you go in and out upon the train,You’re always reading poetry?
As you go in and out upon the train,
You’re always reading poetry?
... Yes.At first it slightly did embarrass meTo have the people stare,Like you, over my shoulder,Catching, as it were, a sudden flashing thigh,Or gleam of sunlight on a truth laid bare,Then sizingmeup from the tail of the eye.I used to shield the books, and myself, too,But now I have grown bolder—I don’t care ...They say this morning train from Lake Forest to ChicagoCarries more money, morelivingmoneyThan any train of its length and size in the world.There’s the Club car, for Bridge, and then the Smoker,And four or five other coaches.It makes onefeelrich merely to ride upon it ...
... Yes.
At first it slightly did embarrass me
To have the people stare,
Like you, over my shoulder,
Catching, as it were, a sudden flashing thigh,
Or gleam of sunlight on a truth laid bare,
Then sizingmeup from the tail of the eye.
I used to shield the books, and myself, too,
But now I have grown bolder—I don’t care ...
They say this morning train from Lake Forest to Chicago
Carries more money, morelivingmoney
Than any train of its length and size in the world.
There’s the Club car, for Bridge, and then the Smoker,
And four or five other coaches.
It makes onefeelrich merely to ride upon it ...
No, it’s not Keats or Shelley—yes, well enough,But these are living.I like them young and strenuous,And when I find one that has done with lies,I send a word ...
No, it’s not Keats or Shelley—yes, well enough,
But these are living.
I like them young and strenuous,
And when I find one that has done with lies,
I send a word ...