72 TRAINING YOUNG 



With a crash on the turnpike, and onward Fm 



sailing, 

 Released from the throes of the blundering 



mass, 

 JVhich dispersed right and left as I topped the 



high railing. 

 And shape my own course der the billowy grass. 



Select is the circle in which I am moving, 

 Yet open and free the admission to all ; 

 Still, still more select is that con^pany proving 

 IVeeded out by the f linker, and thinned by the 



fall: 

 Yet here all are equal — no class legislation, 

 No privilege hinders, no family pride : 

 If the '* image of war'' show the pluck of the 



nation ; 

 Ride, ancient patrician I Democracy ride ! 



Oh ! gently, my young one ; the fence we are 



Hearing 

 Is leaning towards us — 'tis hairy and black. 

 The binders are strong and necessitate clearing. 

 Or the wide ditch beyond will find room for 



your back. 



