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Nicholas Sayre ([personal profile] wordofa) wrote2011-11-24 11:37 am
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vi. visuals

T here's a breathless hush in the Close to-night—
Ten to make and the match to win—
A bumping pitch and a blinding light,
An hour to play and the last man in.
And it's not for the sake of a ribboned coat,
Or the selfish hope of a season's fame,
But his captain's hand on his shoulder smote
Play up! play up! and play the game!

“Man approaches the unattainable truth through a succession of errors… Great scientific discoveries have been made by men seeking to verify quite erroneous theories about the nature of things.” — Aldous Huxley, Life and Letters and the London Mercury, 1928

The Gatling's jammed and the Colonel dead,
And the regiment blind with dust and smoke.
The river of death has brimmed his banks,
And England's far, and Honour a name,
But the voice of a schoolboy rallies the ranks:
Play up! play up! and play the game!
Henry Newbolt, Vitaï Lampada, 1892