Rudyard Kipling - The Landau

<i>Praed</i>


There was a landau deep and wide,
Cushioned for Sleep's own self to sit on--
The glory of the country-side
From Tanner's End to Marlow Ditton.
John of the broad and brandied cheek
(Well I recall its eau-de-vie hues!)
Drove staid Sir Ralph five days a week
At speeds which we considered Jehu's...

But now' poor John sleeps very sound,
And neither hears nor smells the fuss
Of the young Squire's nine-hundred-pound--
<i> Er-Mors communis omnibus.</i>
And I who in my daily stroll
Observe the reckless chauffeur crowd her,
<i>Laudator temporis,</i> extol
The times before the Act allowed her.

Rudyard Kipling

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