<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519268" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Gay Gordons</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Dargai, October 20, 1897)</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whos for the Gathering, who's for the Fair?<br>(Gay goes the Gordon to a fight)<br>The bravest of the brave are at deadlock there,<br>(Highlanders! march! by the right!)<br>There are bullets by the hundred buzzing in the air,<br>There are bonny lads lying on the hillside bare;<br>But the Gordons know what the Gordons dare<br>When they hear the pipers playing!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The happiest English heart today<br>(Gay goes the Gordon to a fight)<br>Is the heart of the Colonel, hide it as he may;<br>(Steady there! steady on the right!)<br>He sees his work and he sees his way,<br>He knows his time and the word to say,<br>And he's thinking of the tune that the Gordons play<br>When he sets the pipers playing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rising, roaring, rushing like the tide,<br>(Gay goes the Gordon to a fight)<br>They're up through the fire-zone, not be be denied;<br>(Bayonets! and charge! by the right!)<br>Thirty bullets straight where the rest went wide,<br>And thirty lads are lying on the bare hillside;<br>But they passed in the hour of the Gordons' pride,<br>To the skirl of the pipers' playing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sir+Henry+Newbolt">Sir Henry Newbolt</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=519268" data-title="The Gay Gordons de Sir Henry Newbolt" data-description="(Dargai, October 20, 1897) Whos for the Gathering, who's for the Fair? (Gay goes the Gordon to a fight) The bravest of the brave are at deadlock there, (Highlanders! march! by the right!) There are bullets by the hundred buzzing in the air, There..."></div> </div> </div>

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