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The Outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day: The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to ____. | |
And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same, A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the ____. | |
A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest Clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human ______; | |
They thought, if only Casey could get but a whack at ____— We'd put up even money, now, with Casey at the bat. | |
But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake, And the former was a lulu and the latter was a ____; | |
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy ___, For there seemed but little chance of Casey's getting to the bat. | |
But Flynn let drive a single, to the wonderment of all, And Blake, the much despis-ed, tore the cover off the ____; | |
And when the dust had lifted, and the men saw what had occurred, There was Jimmy safe at second and Flynn a-hugging _____. | |
Then from 5,000 throats and more there rose a lusty yell; It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the ____; | |
It knocked upon the mountain and recoiled upon the ____, For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat. | |
There was ease in Casey's manner as he stepped into his place; There was pride in Casey's bearing and a smile on Casey's ____. | |
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his ___, No stranger in the crowd could doubt 'twas Casey at the bat. | |
Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt; Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his _____. | |
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Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip, Defiance gleamed in Casey's eye, a sneer curled Casey's ___. | |
And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air, And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur _____. | |
Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped— 'That ain't my style,' said Casey. 'Strike one,' the umpire ____. | |
From the benches, black with people, there went up a muffled roar, Like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant _____. | |
'Kill him! Kill the umpire!' shouted someone on the stand; And it's likely they'd a-killed him had not Casey raised his ____. | |
With a smile of Christian charity great Casey's visage shone; He stilled the rising tumult; he made the game go __; | |
He signaled to the pitcher, and once more the spheroid flew; But Casey still ignored it, and the umpire said, 'Strike ___.' | |
'Fraud!' cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered fraud; But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was ____. | |
They saw his face grow stern and cold, they saw his muscles strain, And they knew that Casey wouldn't let that ball go by _____. | |
The sneer is gone from Casey's lip, his teeth are clenched in hate; He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the _____. | |
And now the pitcher holds the ball, and now he lets it go, And now the air is shattered by the force of Casey's ____. | |
Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright; The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are _____, | |
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout; But there is no joy in Mudville—mighty Casey has struck ___. | |
_________________________________________________ *Some variants of the poem read 'fake' instead of 'cake' | |
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