Question

Summring of the poem the railway Junction

Answer 1

In peace awhile, I sit alone;

Though soon, at the appointed hour,

I shall myself be gone.

But not their way; the bow-legged groom,

The parson in black, the widow and son,

The sailor with his cage, the gaunt

Gamekeeper with his gun,

That fair one, too, discreetly veiled –

All, who so mutely came, and went,

Will reach those far nocturnal hills,

Or shores, ere night is spent.

I nothing know why thus we met –

Their thoughts, their longings, hopes, their fate:

And what shall I remember, except –

The evening growing late –

That here through tunnelled gloom the track

Forks into two; of these

One into darkening hills leads on,

And one toward distant seas.