Electric Light

When the great Bulwer's pen did trace The history of the coming race His hero to us he hath unfurled The glories of his new found world. This bold traveller be did venture Far below our world's centre ; He entered through an ancient mine And to us doth new world define. Once all was discord and fierce jars, Continuous engaged in wars Till they discovered great vrill power, Then wars did cease from that same hour. Mighty bolts from it were hurled ; Would soon have laid waste the world ; So for world's preservation At once they stopped desolation. All wars by them are now despised Unfit for nation civilized ; Their peaceful glories they do sing And fly on artificial wing. Great blazing artificial light It ever burns both day and night, For they have neither sun nor moon, But radient, always 'tis high noon. When we beheld the glorious sight, High in the air did shine so bright ; It seemed that it could banish night, Great refulgent electric light. But after all, 'tis children's play, Compared with the great orb of day, Or when the moon it doth shine bright, And stars do beautify the night.