<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508548" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Old Engine Driver</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">For five and twenty years I've run<br> A famous train;<br>But now my spell of speed is done,<br> No more I'll strain<br>My sight along the treadless tracks,<br> The gleamy rails:<br>My hand upon the throttle slacks,<br> My vision fails.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No more I'll urge my steed of steel<br> Through hostile nights;<br>No more the mastery I'll feel<br> Of monster might.<br>I'll miss the hiss of giant steam,<br> The clank, the roar;<br>The agony of brakes that scream<br> I'll hear no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh I have held within my hand<br> A million lives;<br>And now my son takes command<br> And proudly drives;<br>While from my cottage wistfully<br> I watch his train,<br>And wave and wave and seem to see<br> Myself again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508548" data-title="Old Engine Driver de Robert William Service" data-description="For five and twenty years I've run A famous train; But now my spell of speed is done, No more I'll strain My sight along the treadless tracks, The gleamy rails: My hand upon the throttle slacks, My vision fails. No more I'll urge my steed of ..."></div> </div> </div>

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