Bless me! this is pleasant Riding on the Rail. - John Godfrey Saxe

"Once more, my gallant boys!" he cried:
"Three times! — you know the fable, — (I'll make it thirty," muttered he, "But I will lay the cable!")

The Poet's License! — 't is the right, Within the rule of duty, To look on all delightful things Throughout the world of beauty. <p> To gaze with rapture at the stars That in the skies are glowing; To see the gems of perfect dye That in the woods are growing, — And more than sage astronomer, And more than learned florist, To read the glorious homilies Of Firmament and Forest.

NAY, weep not, dearest, though the child be dead;
He lives again in Heaven's unclouded life,