. King Time; or The mystical land of the hours, a fantasy . emed urging them on to fight and saveTheir glorious Kings domain, And never, oh, never, to cease the fightTill the wretched Duke was slain. Past the beautiful Lake of Passing Years, In the region of Speeding-Quick,Through many a grove and flowered slope And wilderness, dark and thick,They sang to the chime of the clock-work train And its steady, rapid tick. And, skirting the edge of the Mopish HillsOn a treacherous ledge, they flew Toward a dark ravine among the cliffs,Which, rapidly ticking through, They beheld in the hazy lowlands,
. King Time; or The mystical land of the hours, a fantasy . emed urging them on to fight and saveTheir glorious Kings domain, And never, oh, never, to cease the fightTill the wretched Duke was slain. Past the beautiful Lake of Passing Years, In the region of Speeding-Quick,Through many a grove and flowered slope And wilderness, dark and thick,They sang to the chime of the clock-work train And its steady, rapid tick. And, skirting the edge of the Mopish HillsOn a treacherous ledge, they flew Toward a dark ravine among the cliffs,Which, rapidly ticking through, They beheld in the hazy lowlands, fair,A beautiful distant view. 155 KING TIME For there in the Valley of Sleepitude, On the river of Tymerlooze,Rose the traitors castle, grim and black, Near the drowsy town of Snooze;And here they expected to pause a while To gather the latest news. For none of the passengers really knewFrom the bulletin board just what The lazy old Duke had planned to do,Nor the details of his plot, But they all were anxious to know the truthAnd whether hed gone or They were all aware of the evil nameWhich attached to the town of Snooze, And they knew full well of the evil wroughtBy the Dukes disgraceful views, And they knew that time was a thing hed steal,But probably never use. So, ticking along at a dreadful rate,They went whizzing across the lawn Of the old Dukes place, which stood aloneIn the tranquil suburb, Yawn; And were more than amazed at learning thereThat the duke had really gone. 156 KING TIME And they heard that his troops were all togged outAnd were marching in splendid shape; That each of them had a night cap onIn place of a soldiers cape; That all of them carried hot water bags,And their war-cry was a gape! And the little boy caught a passing glimpse Of the castle, all grim and dark(The estate was known as Idlewhile, As he heard the host remark).And he thought it strange they should run the trains On the old Dukes private park. But the Duke had threatened a hundred time
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