Poem by Norman Rowland Gale

Lightning

           (Greased)

    Who is Kortright? what is He
      That Lang doth so commend him?
    Bowly, fierce and fast is he;
      The heaven such pace did lend him
    That he might admired be.

    Fast he is, but is he fair?
      For throwing is unkindness.
    Those to libel him who dare
      Do only prove their blindness;
    And, being kicked, retract it there.

    Then to Kortright let us sing,
      That Kortright is excelling;
    He excels each rapid thing
      On _Lords_ or _Oval_ dwelling.
    To him let us leather bring.

1. A Boundary
2. Out
3. Star-Gazing
4. A Wigging
5. Cricket and Cupid

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