Tag: bridges
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The Limit of Suspension by Jane Urquhart
urquhart limit On three small scraps of paper grandmother writes ‡‡‡‡‡‡how the suspension bridge ‡‡‡‡‡‡fell down ‡‡‡‡‡‡how the cotton wool ‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡crash ‡‡‡‡‡‡pulled her from ‡‡‡‡‡‡starched sheets to the ‡‡‡‡‡‡lung-stopping chill ‡‡‡‡‡‡of the january night ‡‡‡‡‡‡how her shoes squeaked ‡‡‡‡‡‡in the snow and looking at the suspension bridge ‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡lying broken-backed against the ice like an…
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Grandmother Crosses by Jane Urquhart
urquhart grandmother Grandmother crosses the suspension bridge she is seven years old in the process of eliminating ‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡errands she watches amazed as the loaf of bread ‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡she has carried from the american side slips from her hands somersaults gently to the rapids below light ‡‡‡‡‡as an angel’s gold brick eighty years later the streetcars passing…
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Uncle Alvin at Niagara by Almon Trask Allis
Alvin “The last excursion of the year,” I read the other day, Affordin’ opportunity to see grand old Niagara ; And for a dollar and a half, to go up there and back, And see the sights, and ride above two hundred miles of track, Seemed like we’d get our money’s worth, if we…
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Dedication of the Bells by Rev. Martin R. Jenkinson
It stands amid floral splendour, Its feet firmly set on the sod, Its tower upreaching to Heaven, Like a finger, pointing to God. Though it stands on Canada’s soil, It looks to America’s shore, And the common music to both, Is the sound of the river’s roar. And out from that beautiful shrine, There will…
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The Test of Cantilever by James Walton Jackson
Lo! Cantilever stands the test, See! see! it bears upon its breast Fully twenty locomotives’ weight, Nor bends beneath the heavy freight. See! twenty engines safely ride Across Niagara’s seething tide – Across the mystic iron span – Last product of the god-like man. “The Cantilever bridge is strong!” Exultant shout the wondering throng. Lo!…