<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408560" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>At the Tug-0-War</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">’Twas in a tug-of-war where I—the guvnor’s hope and pride—<br>Stepped proudly on the platform as the ringer on my side;<br>Old dad was in his glory there—it gave the old man joy<br>To fight a passage through the crowd and barrack for his boy. <br>A friend came up and said to me, ‘Put out your muscles, John,<br>And pull them to eternity—your guvnor’s looking on.’<br>I paused before I grasped the rope, and glanced around the place,<br>And, foremost in the waiting crowd, I saw the old man’s face. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My mates were strong and plucky chaps, but very soon I knew<br>That our opponents had the weight and strength to pull them through;<br>The boys were losing surely and defeat was very near,<br>When, high above the mighty roar, I heard the old man cheer! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I felt my muscles swelling when the old man cheer’d for me,<br>I felt as though I’d burst my heart, or gain the victory!<br>I shouted, ‘Now! Together!’ and a steady strain replied,<br>And, with a mighty heave, I helped to beat the other side! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! how the old man shouted in his wild, excited joy!<br>I thought he’d burst his boiler then, a-cheering for his boy;<br>The chaps, oh! how they cheered me, while the girls all smiled so kind,<br>They praised me, little dreaming, how the old man pulled behind. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">. . . . .<br>He barracks for his boy no more—his grave is old and green,<br>And sons have grown up round me since he vanished from the scene;<br>But, when the cause is worthy where I fight for victory,<br>In fancy still I often hear the old man cheer for me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408560" data-title="At the Tug-0-War de Henry Lawson" data-description="’Twas in a tug-of-war where I—the guvnor’s hope and pride— Stepped proudly on the platform as the ringer on my side; Old dad was in his glory there—it gave the old man joy To fight a passage through the crowd and barrack for his boy. A ..."></div> </div> </div>

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