(@3Upon the annual game between Miami and Cincinnati.@1) WHEN the Big Red Team and the Red and Black Are battling hand-to-hand, And the bellowing shouts and roaring cheers Go surging through the stand, Then we know once more the utter thrill That the Roman Caesars knew When they saw the reeling battlefield And the legions crashing through! For it's up and down, and buck and plunge, And mass the play on guard— It's play the game and fight like wolves, Yet play it clean and hard— It's hold 'em tight and drive right through, Then charge and hurl them back— The same old battle once again— Big Red and Red and Black! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: OF THREE GIRLS AND OF THEIR TALK by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO DINING-ROOM TEA by RUPERT BROOKE THE VOICE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 41. YA HASIB by EDWIN ARNOLD BOTHWELL: PART 5 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN THE ARCHERY MEETING by THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY |