He has observed extremely full of rocks for Mudville nine
that day;
The sign has been levato in feet two - four, with but a
inning on the left in order playing.
Therefore, when Cooney is died to the second and burrows it
has made the same one,
Pallor wreathed characteristics of the patrons of the game.
Straggling little has been raised in order to go, leaving
here the rest,
With that hope that jumps eternal to the inside of the human
breast.
for they have thought: " if only Casey could obtain a whack
to that one, "
hour they would put the uniform moneies, with Casey to the
block.
But Flynn has preceded Casey and similarly so as to it has
made Blake,
And the previous one was a pudd' n and the posterior one was
one counterfeiting.
Therefore on that great shaved number Hush of the deathlike
one has been based;
In order seemed but little probability of Casey here whom it
obtains to the block.
But Flynn has left the drive " chooses, " to the wonderment
of all.
And the very-despised Blakey " has torn the cover outside of
the sphere "
And when the powder had raised and has inasmuch as what had
happened,
There was safe of Blakey to the second and third party of the
a-huggin of Flynn '.
Then from gladdened the great number it has gone on a urlo
joyous --
It has barilato in the mountaintops, it has sconcertato in
the dell;
It has hit on the hillside and it has bounced on the plan;
For Casey, Casey mighty was being left over to the block.
There was facility in the way of Casey poichè has made a
step in its place,
There was pride in the bearing of Casey and a sorriso on the
face of Casey;
And when answering to the applauses doffed leggermente its
hat.
Nobody disowned in the crowd could doubt ' of twas the Casey
to the block "
Ten mila eyes were on he while it has polished its hands with
soil,
Five mila linguette they have applauded when it has cleaned
up to them on its casing;
Then when the pitcher writhing it has milled the sphere in
its hip,
The defiance look in the eye of Casey, a labbro has thrown
one of goffered Casey sneer.
And hour the sphere leather-blanket has come hurtling through
the air,
And Casey if it rise in feet is watching in grandeur haughty
here.
To close from batsman robusto the ignored one of the
accelerated sphere;
" those ain' t my style, " has said Casey. " to hit one, "
said umpire.
From the benches, to blacken with people, has gone here on a
desonorizzato roar,
As the beating of the storm fluctuates on the breast and the
distant support.
" ucciderlo! to kill umpire! " screaied someone on the
base;
And he is probable would have killed it has not had Casey has
raised its hand.
With sorriso of large Casey of Christian charity a visage it
has polished;
Still the tumault increasing, it has made the game to
continue;
He has marked to the pitcher and once more the spheroid he
has flown;
But Casey still has ignored it and said umpire, " blow two "
" swindle! " cried maddened migliaia and the echo has
answered " to the swindle! "
But one look scornful from Casey and the publics awed;
They have seen its face to develop to the breast and cold,
have seen its effort of muscles,
And they have known that Casey would not leave the sphere to
go still close.
The sneer it has gone from the labbri of Casey, its teeth is
locked in the aversion,
It hammers with vengeance cruel the its block on the slab;
And hour the pitcher holds the sphere and hour leaves it to
go,
And hour the air is crushed from the force of the blow of
Casey.
The OH, in some place in this favorite earth the sun is to
polish luminous,
Wrap is playing in some place and in some place the hearts
are light;
And in some place the men are laughing and in some place the
children gridano,
But not there is joy in Mudville: Casey mighty has hit
outside.
- Ernest Lawrence Thayer