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I like to see it lap the miles, / And lick the valleys up, / And stop to feed itself at tanks; / And then, prodigious, step
Around a pile of mountains, / And, supercilious, peer / In shanties by the sides of roads; / And then a quarry pare
To fit its sides, and crawl between, / Complaining all the while / In horrid, hooting stanza; / Then chase itself down hill
And neigh like Boanerges; / Then, punctual as a star, / Stop -- docile and omnipotent -- / At its own stable door.