HE GAVE the game all that he hadthe game Was all his life from boyhood to old age His fortunes rose, and sank, and rose again, As he bulked great upon the baseball stage. His was a splendid spiritthrough the days He dreamed of great things for the future years, Of vast pavilions, towering stands, dense-packed, And ringing with the myriads' thundering cheers. Prince of good fellows, royal sportsman, who Was a true "magnate" in the best sensewhen Will we salute another of his type? When will we see one like "The Squire" again? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WYNKEN, BLYNKEN AND NOD by EUGENE FIELD THE ANGEL IN THE HOUSE: BOOK 2. CANTO 8. PRELUDE: THE KISS by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE THE NOBLEMAN AND THE PENSIONER by GOTTLIEB KONRAD PFEFFEL ON THOSE THAT HATED 'THE PLAYBOY OF THE WESTERN WORLD' by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS HYMN, COMPOSED FOR THE CHILDREN OF A SUNDAY SCHOOL by BERNARD BARTON |