-Twas in a tug-of-war where I-the guvnor-s hope and pride-
Stepped proudly on the platform as the ringer on my side;
Old dad was in his glory there-it gave the old man joy
To fight a passage through the crowd and barrack for his boy.
A friend came up and said to me, -Put out your muscles, John,
And pull them to eternity-your guvnor-s looking on.-
I paused before I grasped the rope, and glanced around the place,
And, foremost in the waiting crowd, I saw the old man-s face.
My mates were strong and plucky chaps, but very soon I knew
That our opponents had the weight and strength to pull them through;
The boys were losing surely and defeat was very near,
When, high above the mighty roar, I heard the old man cheer!
I felt my muscles swelling when the old man cheer-d for me,
I felt as though I-d burst my heart, or gain the victory!
I shouted, -Now! Together!- and a steady strain replied,
And, with a mighty heave, I helped to beat the other side!
Oh! how the old man shouted in his wild, excited joy!
I thought he-d burst his boiler then, a-cheering for his boy;
The chaps, oh! how they cheered me, while the girls all smiled so kind,
They praised me, little dreaming, how the old man pulled behind.
. . . . .
He barracks for his boy no more-his grave is old and green,
And sons have grown up round me since he vanished from the scene;
But, when the cause is worthy where I fight for victory,
In fancy still I often hear the old man cheer for me.
At The Tug-0-war
Henry Lawson
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