Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AT LORD'S [CRICKET GROUND], by FRANCIS THOMPSON


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First Line: It is little I repair to the matches of the southron folk
Last Line: O my hornby and my barlow long ago!
Subject(s): Cricket (game); Sports


It is little I repair to the matches of the Southron folk,
Though my own red roses there may blow;
It is little I repair to the matches of the Southron folk,
Though the red roses crest the caps, I know.
For the field is full of shades as I near the shadowy coast,
And a ghostly batsman plays to the bowling of a ghost,
And I look through my tears on a soundless-clapping host
As the run-stealers flicker to and fro,
To and fro: --
O my Hornby and my Barlow long ago!




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