It looked at extremely rock for new Mudville which day;
The points held two to four, with but a turn of beater to
play on the left.
Thus, when Cooney died in in the second place, and digs made
the same thing,
A pallor braided the devices of the owners of the play.
Being in disorder a little rose to disappear, leaving the
rest there,
With this hope which spouts out eternal in the human centre.
for them thought: " so only Casey could obtain a whack with
that, "
they would put the equal money now, with Casey with the
beater.
But Flynn preceded Casey, and in the same way thus made
Blake,
And the old one was a pudd' N and the last was a fake.
Thus on this multitude in distress a silence of deathlike
rested;
For there seemed but little of chance of Casey obtaining with
the beater.
But Flynn left the reader " choose, " with wonderment all.
And much-scorned Blakey " tore the cover in addition to ball
"
And when dust had been raised, and they saw what had
occurred,
There were safe of Blakey to the second, and third of
a-huggin of Flynn '.
Then gladdened the multitude assembled a merry howl --
It thundered in the mountaintops, it cliqueté in the dell;
It struck the hillside and rebounded on the apartment;
For Casey, powerful Casey advanced with the beater.
There was of facility in the way of Casey because it took a
step in its place,
There were pride in bearing of Casey and smile on the face of
Casey;
And when answering the acclamations it doffed slightly its
cap.
No foreigner in crowd could doubt the ' twas Casey to the
beater "
Ten thousand eyes were on him while it rubbed its hands with
dirtiness,
Five thousand languages applauded when it wiped them on its
shirt;
Then when the jug writhing rectified the ball in its hip,
Demolished threw a glance of eye of Casey, a lip of Casey
curved by snigger.
And maintaining the sphere leather-glaze came hurtling by the
air,
And Casey held observing in the size haughty there.
Enclose by the vigorous batsman the unperceived one of ball
dispatched;
" this ain' T my model, " indicated Casey. " sound one, "
the referee known as.
Banks, blacken with people, assembled a soundproofed howl
there,
As the beat of the storm undulates on the poop and the
distant shore.
" destroy it! destroy the referee! " shouted somebody on
the stand;
And it is probable they would have destroyed it did not have
Casey raised his hand.
With a smile of large Casey of Christian charity the face
shone;
It calmed the rising tumault, it made the play continue;
It announced in the jug, and once more the spheroid flew;
But Casey was unaware of always him, and the said referee,
the " strike two "
" fraud! " cried maddened of the thousands, and the echo
answered the " fraud! "
But a glance scornful of Casey and assistances were
intimidated;
They saw its face increasing the poop and cold, they saw its
constraint of muscles,
And they knew that Casey would not let the ball still pass.
The snigger went from the lips of Casey, his teeth are tight
in hatred,
It hammers with revenge cruel its beater on the dish;
And maintaining the jug holds the ball, and now it lets it
disappear,
And maintaining the air is broken by the force of the blow of
Casey.
Ah, some share in this favoured ground the sun is to shine
luminous,
The tape plays some share, and some share the hearts are
light;
And some share the men laugh, and some share the children
shout,
But there is no joy in Mudville: Powerful Casey struck
outside.
- Ernest Laurent Thayer