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<h2>UP THE LINE.</h2>
<p>Through blinding storm and clouds of night,<br/> We swiftly pushed
our restless flight;<br/> With thundering hoof and warning neigh,<br/>
We urged our steed upon his way<br/> Up the line.</p>
<p>Afar the lofty head-light gleamed;<br/> Afar the whistle shrieked
and screamed;<br/> And glistening bright, and rising high,<br/> Our
flakes of fire bestrewed the sky,<br/> Up the line.</p>
<p>Adown the long, complaining track,<br/> Our wheels a message hurried
back;<br/> And quivering through the rails ahead,<br/> Went news of
our resistless tread,<br/> Up the line.</p>
<p>The trees gave back our din and shout,<br/> And flung their shadow
arms about;<br/> And shivering in their coats of gray,<br/> They
heard us roaring far away,<br/> Up the line.</p>
<p>The wailing storm came on apace,<br/> And dashed its tears into our
fade;<br/> But steadily still we pierced it through,<br/> And cut
the sweeping wind in two,<br/> Up the line.</p>
<p>A rattling rush across the ridge,<br/> A thunder-peal beneath the
bridge;<br/> And valley and hill and sober plain<br/> Re-echoed our
triumphant strain,<br/> Up the line.</p>
<p>And when the Eastern streaks of gray<br/> Bespoke the dawn of coming
day,<br/> We halted our steed, his journey o'er,<br/> And urged his
giant form no more,<br/> Up the line.</p>
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