...epic poem makes the comparison as blatant as could be, starting off as it does at school. There 'sa breathless hush in the Close tonight— Ten to make...the sake of a ribboned coat Or the selfish hope of a season 'sfame. But his Captain 's hand on his shoulder smote— "Play up! play up1 and play the game!"...

...shoulders collect frosted epaulettes. He doesn't know what to do. He only knows what he has done. "... And it's not for the sake of a ribboned coat, Or the...smote — 'Play up! play up! and play the game!'" Sir Henry Newbolt, 1862-1938 FLEXIBLE RESPONSE "Bobby?" "Yeah?" "I don't want to make it lool( like...

...the English language. Newbolt's critics have concentrated most of their time on the first two lines. There's a breathless hush in the Close tonight Ten to make and a match to win But what they disliked about 'Vitai' Lampada' - 'an especially nasty kind of imperialistic...

...years, Susannah carefully marking up each tape with the contents and duration. Their favourite was Sir Henry Newbolt. There's a breathless hush in the close...blinding light, An hour to play, and the last man in. Alicia told Susannah of the day she had been born. Of the cricket match, the people, the sunshine....

...of Life," by Sir Henry Newbolt to his classes at the beginning and end of every year in the 19305: There's a breathless hush in the close tonight Ten to make and a match to win A bumping pitch and a blinding light, An hour to play and the last man in. And it's...

...ersten beiden Strophen von Henry Newbolts Gedicht "Vitai Lampada" (1898) eine einflussreiche Verwendung: There's a breathless hush in the Close tonight Ten...selfish hope of a season's fame, But his Captain's band on bis shoulder smote 'Play up! Play up! and Play the game!' The sand of the desert is sodden...

...as she wanted to be remembered. The congregation was silent as we listened to the perfect diction. 'There's a breathless hush in the close tonight, Ten to make and the match to win. ' It was a poem I knew well. I wondered why it had been important to my mother. It was a relief from...

...could still exist. I had listened to her re-recording that poem until it was, to her ears, perfect. There's a breathless hush in the close tonight, Ten to make and the match to win" and singing, again and again Noel Coward's words Til see you again, whenever Spring breaks through...

...could still exist. I had listened to her re-recording that poem until it was, to her ears, perfect. There's a breathless hush in the close tonight, Ten to make and the match to win" and singing, again and again Noel Coward's words Til see you again, whenever Spring breaks through...

..."God! but it's England," some one said, "And there's a cricket- field!" And Sir Henry Newbolt's — There's a breathless hush in the Close tonight —...shoulder smote. "Play up! play up! and play the game." And "The Cricket Ball Sings," by EV Lucas, which he prints in "The Open Road." In that delightful anthology...