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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=344113" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Lay of the Motor-Car</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=344113" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We're away! and the wind whistles shrewd <br>In our whiskers and teeth; <br>And the granite-like grey of the road <br>Seems to slide underneath. <br>As an eagle might sweep through the sky, <br>So we sweep through the land; <br>And the pallid pedestrians fly <br>When they hear us at hand. <br>We outpace, we outlast, we outstrip! <br>Not the fast-fleeing hare, <br>Nor the racehorses under the whip, <br>Nor the birds of the air <br>Can compete with our swiftness sublime, <br>Our ease and our grace. <br>We annihilate chickens and time <br>And policemen and space. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=344113" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Do you mind that fat grocer who crossed? <br>How he dropped down to pray <br>In the road when he saw he was lost; <br>How he melted away <br>Underneath, and there rang through the fog <br>His earsplitting squeal <br>As he went -- Is that he or a dog, <br>That stuff on the wheel?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Andrew+Barton+Paterson">Andrew Barton Paterson</a></strong></div>

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