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To the Empress Frederick.
[Sept.
It was hard to realise, when looking at the splendid machine reposing itself at the platform, with no evidence of stress or fatigue, that it had raced and climbed over by far the heaviest gradients of any railway running out of London, for the distance, and with so little variation of speed. It will be seen that the highest speed attained was 66 miles per hour, and the lowest when running through Bedford, where the speed is limited to 15 miles an hour.
The speed in each case was recorded by one of Stroudley’s patent indicators, which gave very accurate results.
TO THE EMPRESS FREDERICK.
Ah! Sorrowing Lady! In thy native land,
How many hearts with love encompass thee,
Nor only thee, but that fair radiant band
Of Sons and Daughters, who will ever be
Loved for thy sake, and His, whose name with thine,
In reverent recollection we enshrine!
How many hearts with love encompass thee,
Nor only thee, but that fair radiant band
Of Sons and Daughters, who will ever be
Loved for thy sake, and His, whose name with thine,
In reverent recollection we enshrine!
May all the beauty of this smiling plain,
Of these grand hills, these forests dark and still,
The fragrant air,—bring health to thee again,
And nature’s holy calm thy spirit fill.
Within thy woodland home mayst thou find rest,
And blessing others, in thyself be blest.
Of these grand hills, these forests dark and still,
The fragrant air,—bring health to thee again,
And nature’s holy calm thy spirit fill.
Within thy woodland home mayst thou find rest,
And blessing others, in thyself be blest.
And, as time travels on, may Heaven, that gave
Thee through thy years of anguish strength to live,
To live for others,—tender, patient, brave,—
Comfort to thee—Joy to thy loved ones give;
Children, and children’s children, year by year,
Gathering around thee, and more dear.
Thee through thy years of anguish strength to live,
To live for others,—tender, patient, brave,—
Comfort to thee—Joy to thy loved ones give;
Children, and children’s children, year by year,
Gathering around thee, and more dear.
Janetta Rutland.
Homburg, August 2, 1889.