Robert Fuller Murray

(1863 - 1894 / United States)

Imitated From Wordsworth

Poem by Robert Fuller Murray

He brought a team from Inversnaid
To play our Third Fifteen,
A man whom none of us had played
And very few had seen.

He weighed not less than eighteen stone,
And to a practised eye
He seemed as little fit to run
As he was fit to fly.

He looked so clumsy and so slow,
And made so little fuss;
But he got in behind -- and oh,
The difference to us!

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003