The Landau Praed by Rudyard Kipling Lyrics

There was a landau deep and wide,
     Cushioned for Sleep’s own self to sit on—
The glory of the country-side
     From Tanner’s End to Marlow Ditton.
John of the broad and brandied cheek
        (Well I recall its eau-de-vie hues! )
Drove staid Sir Ralph five days a week
        At speeds which we considered Jehu’s. . . .
But now’ poor John sleeps very sound,
     And neither hears nor smells the fuss
Of the young Squire’s nine-hundred-pound—
     Er—Mors communis omnibus.
And I who in my daily stroll
        Observe the reckless chauffeur crowd her,
Laudator temporis, extol
        The times before the Act allowed her.