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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538510" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The True Sportsman</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The real ones, the right ones, the straight ones and the true, <br>The pukka, peerless sportsmen-their numbers are but few; <br>The men who keep on playing though the sun be in eclipse, <br>The men who go on losing with a laugh upon their lips. <br>The men who care but little for the laurels of renown; <br>The men who turn their horses back to help the man that's down; <br>The fearless and the friendly ones, the courtly and the kind; <br>The men whose lion courage is with gentleness combined. <br>My notion of a sportsman ? - I'll try, then, to define. <br>For preference well bred, of course, of some clean- living line; <br>With pride of place and ancestry whose service was the King's; <br>With all a noble knight's contempt for low, left- handed things.<br>Not the ‘good sport' who burdens us with cheap and futile chat <br>Of the 'pedigree' of this one and the ‘outside chance' of that, <br>But a man who loves good horses just to handle them and ride <br>Where the fences call to valour and the English grass lies wide.<br>All the best and truest sportsmen I have lived with and have known <br>Have a changeless faith within them which their simple hearts enthrone, <br>Believing in the God that made the green fields passing fair, <br>The God that gave good courage - and to every man his share. <br>And all the truest sportsmen I have met have had this gift: <br>A love of all the classic books that lighten and uplift; <br>And all have loved red woodlands, swift birds and coloured flowers; <br>And all have played with children and counted not the hours.<br>And I think when God has gathered all the men that He has made, <br>The perfect British sportsman may stand forward unafraid; <br>For, brave and kind and courtly, and clean of heart and hand, <br>No life than his seems nearer to the life our Maker planned.</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>
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The pukka, peerless sportsmen-their numbers are but few; 
The men who keep on playing though the sun be in eclipse, 
The men who go on losing with a laugh upon their lips. 
The men wh..."></div>
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