English poem
When suddenly, an Angel Shape was seen
by Carolyn Wells (1862–1942)
When suddenly, an Angel Shape was seen Approaching in an Up-to-date Machine, Bearing a Vessel which he offered me, And bid me smell of it. ’Twas Gasolene!
The Stuff that can with Logic Absolute The Two-and-Seventy Jarring Parts confute; The Sovereign Alchemist that in a trice A Drop of Oil will into Power transmute.
More by Carolyn Wells
- When at an inn I stopped to dine
- When brave Leander was immersed
- When from my ivied casement I look down
- When Pope remarked, “Whatever is, is right
- When the story about Looking Backward we read
- Whether in winter’s cold or summer’s heat
- Whose Secret presence through the Motor’s Veins
- Why, if the Soul can know this Glorious Game