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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384575" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song Of The Rail</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, an ugly thing is an iron rail,<br>Black, with its face to the dust.<br>But it carries a message where winged things fail;<br>It crosses the mountains, and catches the trail,<br>While the winds and the sea make sport of a sail;<br>Oh, a rail is a friend to trust.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The iron rail, with its face to the sod,<br>Is only a bar of ore;<br>Yet it speeds where never a foot has trod;<br>And the narrow path where it leads, grows broad;<br>And it speaks to the world in the voice of God;<br>That echoes from shore to shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though the iron rail, on the earth down flung,<br>Seems kin to the loam and the soil,<br>Wherever its high shrill note is sung,<br>Out of the jungle fair homes have sprung,<br>And the voices of babel find one tongue,<br>In the common language of toil.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of priest, and warrior, and conquering king,<br>Of Knights of the Holy Grail,<br>Of wonders of winter, and glories of spring,<br>Always and ever the poets sing;<br>But the great God-Force, in a lowly thing,<br>I sing, in my song of the rail.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</a><div class=q>
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Black, with its face to the dust.
But it carries a message where winged things fail;
It crosses the mountains, and catches the trail,
While the winds and the sea make sport of a sail;
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