Each clan may claim with equal clatter Rede me a name of better sort! Read at a meeting of a Genealogical Society. Read at a meeting of a Genealogical Society. [44] [44] THE RIVALS THE RIVALS Said the Bicycle to the Automobile: "How high and mighty and gay you feel; Yet I can remember the day when I Would let no other one pass me by Cart horse and roadster and racehorse too, Far ahead of them all I flew. Now my tires are unpumped and my warning bell The attention of nobody can compel. "Though you maim your thousands where I hurt one, Though ten times my farthest is your day's run, Still I have been learning while lying here, That a rival's coming for you to fear. I have heard them talk of a wonderful thing, That can fly in the air like a bird on the wing, That can carry a man over land, over sea; In a twinkling he is where he wishes to be. "So swiftly it speeds, in a week and a day One may girdle the globe, I have heard them say, While you are contented from dawn to dark With a few score miles to have made your mark." The giant, throughout his quivering frame, Felt the truth that was mixed with his rival's blame. "I'll never be such a clod as you," He sputtered as off on the road he flew; And his end the Bicycle never knew. [45] [45] FROM THE ODES OF HORACE FROM THE ODES OF HORACE [46] [46] [47]
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