Rudyard Kipling

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.