TO THE CYCLIST BENDING FORWARD.
O youth, who, bending forward, rides apace, With Melancholy stamped upon your face, Pursuing pleasure with, a frenzied eye, * Yet mocked by her, however fast you fly, Are you aware how horrible you look ? No guy invented for a picture book Was ever a more painful sight than thou, XiOrd of the bent back and the anxious brow, Oh, sit up straight and try to wear a smile ; * Be less intent to pile up mile on mile; Enjoy the prospects as you glide along, The trees, the sunshine, end the robin’s song. To us who view you scorching day by day, Bent on your bar, in such an awkward .way, You are the homeliest thing.on earth, my lad. Oh, sit up straight, and make the landscape ■ glad. —Harper’s Weekly.
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Southern Cross, Volume 5, Issue 33, 20 November 1897, Page 10
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134TO THE CYCLIST BENDING FORWARD. Southern Cross, Volume 5, Issue 33, 20 November 1897, Page 10
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