LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME.
Revised. Tho people bold of England By every onth they swore That f«t the game of football They'd second bo no more By every oath they swore it, And named a trysting day And bade their messengers rido forth East, west, south, north, To summon their array For the people's brow grew sad And tho people's speech wna low Anil darkly thought I hoy of a plan Whereby they might behold tho show. " For when tho English team arrives A\ hat hope have «'ii to see tho play, If ere they come wo have not seized A vantage point whereon to stand ?" Then outspoke ono determined, A fearless man was he, "To every man upon this earth Death corneth soon or late, And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the matches he delights in, For the games that are his Gods ?" For tho peoplo now-a-days Who love the game of football, They reckon naught too dear That they may conquer all. For each ono in support Spares neither land nor gold, Nor son, nor wife, nor limb, nor life In gaining oNJie goal. i. Y.L.B.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVII, Issue 20626, 26 July 1930, Page 8 (Supplement)
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193LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVII, Issue 20626, 26 July 1930, Page 8 (Supplement)
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