I had this poem in class VI
From A Railway Carriage
By: R L Stephension
Faster than fairies, faster than witches,
Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches;
And...
more... charging along like troops in a battle
All through the meadows the horses and cattle: All of the sights of the hill and the plain
Fly as thick as driving rain;
And ever again, in the wink of an eye,
Painted stations whistle by.
Here is a child who clambers and scrambles,
All by himself and gathering brambles;
Here is a tramp who stands and gazes;
And here is the green for stringing the daisies! Here is a cart runaway in the road
Lumping along with man and load;
And here is a mill, and there is a river:
Each a glimpse and gone forever!