Olbrich, M. B. (ed.) / The Wisconsin literary magazine
Vol. 1, No. 1 (December 1903)
Braley, A. B.
The song of the automobile, p. 19
THE SONG OF THE AUTOMOBILE My motors chant their tireless song, Their throbbing, chugging, purring roar, I leap and lurch my way along The road that stretches far before; And all aquiver through my length, With sense of power unconfined, I glory in my maddened strength And toss the puny miles behind. Way! Way! make way! I swing and sway, With whizzing wheels I flicker by, With throb and cough my motors bray, Way! Way! make way! I swing and sway, To the beat and stamp of the motors' play, For I am the King of the road. Yes I! Way! Way! make way! I swing and sway, With whizzing wheels I flicker by! The white road spins beneath my wheels, My motors hum a shriller hymn, My staunch frame shivers, rocks and reels, I hold my pace unslacking, grim; The hills leap up and then are gone; I swirl like wind the valleys through, And ever I go flashing on And ever rings my voice more true! Clear! Clear! all clear! when my song you hear And let me flash and flicker by. My strength is the strength of forty steer. (Clear! Clear! all clear! when my song you hear,) And my speed is the speed of a frightened deer And the King, the King of the road am I! Clear! Clear! all clear! when my song you hear, And let me flash and flicker by. -A. B. Braley. I9
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