The night mail by wh auden

A classic!

"The Night Mail" is a poem by W.H. Auden, written in 1936. It's a beautiful and evocative piece that captures the essence of the British postal service and the romance of the night train. Here's the poem:

"The Night Mail"

The mail train, snuffling white Through the still darkness, rattling the night, Comes out of the misty hills, And into the station, with a sigh, It steams, and shudders, and it's gone, And the station's empty, save for the night, And the porter, with his lantern bright, And the clock, ticking away the night.

The night mail, with its load of letters, From the cities, and the towns, and the villages, From the people, with their hopes, and fears, And their dreams, and their desires, and their tears, It carries, with its load of letters, The news, and the gossip, and the secrets, And the stories, of the day, and the night, And the whispers, of the lovers, and the fighters, And the sighs, and the groans, and the prayers, And the hopes, and the fears, and the tears.

The night mail, with its load of letters, It's a symbol, of the human heart, It's a symbol, of the love, and the hate, And the hopes, and the fears, and the tears, It's a symbol, of the human condition, It's a symbol, of the human soul, It's a symbol, of the human heart, It's a symbol, of the human condition.

The night mail, with its load of letters, It's a journey, through the night, It's a journey, through the darkness, It's a journey, through the light, It's a journey, through the human heart, It's a journey, through the human soul, It's a journey, through the human condition, It's a journey, through the human heart.

The night mail, with its load of letters, It's a poem, of the human heart, It's a poem, of the human soul, It's a poem, of the human condition, It's a poem, of the human heart, It's a poem, of the human soul, It's a poem, of the human condition.

I hope you enjoyed the poem!