Irish Mail train crash at Abergele, Anglesey, August 1868
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[Note 460.1] |
Oh listen with attention good people far and near
And when you hear this tale it will make you shed a tear
Thirty-three people lost their lives, how sad it is to say
While travelling on the Chester line and Holyhead railway [Note 460.2]
At the well known town of Chester, gay youth and beauty bright
Had entered in those carriages upon that fatal night
To cross the Irish Channel with the next mail did intend
Not thinking for a moment they would meet with such an end
Some waggons loaded with oil that evening we find
They broke away with a frightful crash rolled down the incline
And came into contract (sic) with the mail, the oil it did ignite
And soon the train was in a flame - Oh it was a dreadful sight
There was Lord and Lady Farnham also servants add (sic) friends
Who by this sad disaster met with an awful end
The flames they spread like lightening, all help it was in vain
Thirty-three were burnt to death and killed in that fatal train
They left their friends lamenting at home in grief and sorrow
There's no one can tell today what may occur tomorrow
There are none on earth what before this night we see
Like those that's in the grave, we in Death's cold arms may be
There are numbers now bewailing and in sorrow to deplore
For death makes no distinction between the rich and poor
When death call for either rich or poor nothing can them save
The servants, Lord and lady went to an early grave
Consider friends and Christians, consider ere to (sic) late
Consider, think and ponder upon that dreadful fate
Of those unhappy victims while riding in a railway train
Who were hurried to a silent tomb, forever to remain.
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