<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538484" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Battered Brigade</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The mark of a stake in the shoulder, <br>The brand of a wall on the knee, <br>Are scars to the careless beholder <br>And blemishes. So it may be ; <br>But every such blemish endorses <br>The pluck of a steed unafraid, <br>And the heart of a lover of horses <br>Goes out to the Battered Brigade. <br>Their knocks have been gathered in duty, <br>Their scars in the front of the fray; <br>It isn't your cleanest-legged beauty <br>That's first at the end of the day. <br>When five foot of timber before us <br>Has half of the pretty ones stayed, <br>If you want to catch up to the chorus <br>Come on with the Battered Brigade! <br>Turned out in the finest of fettle <br>'Tis sometimes the soundest that fails <br>And would rather hear hoofs on the metal <br>Than follow the rattle of rails; <br>But out on the grass with hounds racing <br>And fences as big as they're made <br>The cream of the gay steeple-chasing <br>Is left to the Battered Brigade. <br>Their line is the line of the foxes, <br>Their pace is the pace of the pack, <br>Though to-morrow they stand in their boxes <br>As stiff as the props of a stack; <br>And I 'll lay you my cheque at the banker's <br>They're forward next week undismayed. <br>Good luck to the blemished front-rankers! <br>Hats off to the Battered Brigade!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Henry+Ogilvie">William Henry Ogilvie</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=538484" data-title="The Battered Brigade de William Henry Ogilvie" data-description="The mark of a stake in the shoulder, The brand of a wall on the knee, Are scars to the careless beholder And blemishes. So it may be ; But every such blemish endorses The pluck of a steed unafraid, And the heart of a lover of horses Goes ou..."></div> </div> </div>

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