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THE FAVOURITE
Reward me well! I often brown
Your solemn face with oil in winter,
Preparing you to help our Town
Annex the Silver Cup. Don't splinter!
Have faith in me, as I in you,
And let us boldly front together
What pith and enterprise can do
Against us both with crimson leather.
Reward me well!
Your solemn face with oil in winter,
Preparing you to help our Town
Annex the Silver Cup. Don't splinter!
Have faith in me, as I in you,
And let us boldly front together
What pith and enterprise can do
Against us both with crimson leather.
Reward me well!
Weapon of worth! What times are these
When brain and wood, with splice and muscle,
Support the wholesome rivalries
Of Cricket's merry-mannered tussle!
Accept ere long your native shire's
Commending roar, and give my sinew
The loyal service it requires
From every ounce of merit in you,
Weapon of worth!
When brain and wood, with splice and muscle,
Support the wholesome rivalries
Of Cricket's merry-mannered tussle!
Accept ere long your native shire's
Commending roar, and give my sinew
The loyal service it requires
From every ounce of merit in you,
Weapon of worth!
Giver of joy! The year will come
When you—a treasure often carried
At evenfall triumphant home
From bowlers duly dared and parried—
Must fail the Ring. Yet you and I,
As snowbound fancy often chooses,
Upon our hearthrug will defy
The Leg-Break Merchant and his ruses,
Giver of joy!
When you—a treasure often carried
At evenfall triumphant home
From bowlers duly dared and parried—
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As snowbound fancy often chooses,
Upon our hearthrug will defy
The Leg-Break Merchant and his ruses,
Giver of joy!
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