Thomas MacDonagh (Томас Макдона)
Dublin Tramcars
I. A sailor sitting in a tram-- A face that winces in the wind-- That sees and knows me what I am, That looks through courtesy and sham And sees the good and bad behind-- He is not God to save or damn, Thank God, I need not wish him blind! II. Calvin and Chaucer I saw to-day Come into the Terenure car: Certain I am that it was they, Though someone may know them here and say What different men they are, I know their pictures -- and there they sat, And passing the Catholic church at Rathgar Calvin took off his hat And blessed himself, and Chaucer at that Chuckled and looked away.
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