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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895.

Katharine Tynan Hinkson b. 186–

The Dead Coach

AT night when sick folk wakeful lie,

I heard the dead coach passing by,

And heard it passing wild and fleet,

And knew my time was come not yet.

Click-clack, click-clack, the hoofs went past,

Who takes the dead coach travels fast,

On and away through the wild night,

The dead must rest ere morning light.

If one might follow on its track

The coach and horses, midnight black,

Within should sit a shape of doom

That beckons one and all to come.

God pity them to-night who wait

To hear the dead coach at their gate,

And him who hears, though sense be dim,

The mournful dead coach stop for him.

He shall go down with a still face,

And mount the steps and take his place,

The door be shut, the order said!

How fast the pace is with the dead!

Click-clack, click-clack, the hour is chill,

The dead coach climbs the distant hill.

Now, God, the Father of us all,

Wipe Thou the widow’s tears that fall!