Train

Definition and stakes

Portrait of Owen Wister Owen Wister,  Members of the Family

“ My train was trundling over the plains—a true train of the past, half freight, half passenger, cars of an obsolete build, big smoke-stack on the archaic engine, stops for meals, inveterate news-boy with bad candy, bad novels, bad bananas—a dear old horrible train, when magic was suddenly wrought. ”
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Charles James Lever Charles James Lever,  Tales of the Trains

“ Rake, rake, rake, Ashes, cinders, and coal; The fire we make, Must never slake, Like the fire that roasts a soul. Hurrah! my boys, ‘t is a glorious noise, To list to the stormy main; But nor wave-lash’d shore Nor lion’s roar E’er equall’d a luggage train. ‘Neath the panting sun our course we run, No water to slake our thirst; Nor ever a pool Our tongue to cool, Except the boiler burst. The courser fast, the trumpet’s blast, Sigh after us in vain; And even the wind We leave behind With the speed of a special train. Swift we pass o’er the wild morass, Tho’ the night be starless and black ”
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Edna St. Vincent Millay Edna St. Vincent Millay,  Second April

“ TRAVEL The railroad track is miles away, And the day is loud with voices speaking, Yet there isn't a train goes by all day But I hear its whistle shrieking. All night there isn't a train goes by, Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming But I see its cinders red on the sky, And hear its engine steaming. My heart is warm with the friends I make, And better friends I'll not be knowing, Yet there isn't a train I wouldn't take, No matter where it's going. ”
Source: Gutenberg

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