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Vocabulary from "Casey at the Bat" by Ernest Lawrence Thayer (1888)

March 26, 2011
umpire
"Strike one," the umpire said.
let drive
But Flynn let drive a single, to the wonderment of all,
And Blake, the much despis-ed, tore the cover off the ball;
And when the dust had lifted, and the men saw what had occurred,
There was Jimmy safe at second and Flynn a-hugging third.
spheroid
With a smile of Christian charity great Casey's visage shone;
He stilled the rising tumult; he bade the game go on;
He signaled to the pitcher, and once more the spheroid flew;
But Casey still ignored it, and the umpire said, "Strike two."
batsman
Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped-
"That ain't my style," said Casey.
straggle
A straggling few got up to go in deep despair.
doff
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
No stranger in the crowd could doubt 'twas Casey at the bat.
muffle
From the benches, black with people, there went up a muffled roar,
Like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant shore.
bat
The rest
Clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
They thought, if only Casey could get but a whack at that -
We'd put up even money, now, with Casey at the bat.
hurtle
And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,
And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.
pitcher
Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance gleamed in Casey's eye, a sneer curled Casey's lip.
writhe
Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance gleamed in Casey's eye, a sneer curled Casey's lip.
unheeded
Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped-
"That ain't my style," said Casey.
maddened
"Fraud!" cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered fraud;
But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was awed.
inning
The Outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day:
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play.
whack
The rest
Clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
They thought, if only Casey could get but a whack at that -
We'd put up even money, now, with Casey at the bat.
rumble
Then from 5,000 throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;
It knocked upon the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat.
fraud
" Fraud!" cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered fraud;
But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was awed.
sneer
Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance gleamed in Casey's eye, a sneer curled Casey's lip.
lulu
But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake,
And the former was a lulu and the latter was a cake;
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of Casey's getting to the bat.
straggling
A straggling few got up to go in deep despair.
barrow
And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game.
awed
"Fraud!" cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered fraud;
But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was awed.
dell
Then from 5,000 throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;
It knocked upon the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat.
scornful
"Fraud!" cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered fraud;
But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was awed.
precede
But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake,
And the former was a lulu and the latter was a cake;
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of Casey's getting to the bat.
visage
With a smile of Christian charity great Casey's visage shone;
He stilled the rising tumult; he bade the game go on;
He signaled to the pitcher, and once more the spheroid flew;
But Casey still ignored it, and the umpire said, "Strike two."
strike out
Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright;
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
But there is no joy in Mudville - mighty Casey has struck out.
muffled
From the benches, black with people, there went up a muffled roar,
Like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant shore.
recoil
Then from 5,000 throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;
It knocked upon the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat.
clenched
The sneer is gone from Casey's lip, his teeth are clenched in hate;
He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate.
clench
The sneer is gone from Casey's lip, his teeth are clenched in hate;
He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate.
stern
From the benches, black with people, there went up a muffled roar,
Like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant shore.
haughty
And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,
And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.
shattered
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 blow.
grandeur
And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,
And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.
defiance
Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance gleamed in Casey's eye, a sneer curled Casey's lip.
shatter
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 blow.
awe
"Fraud!" cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered fraud;
But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was awed.
stricken
But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake,
And the former was a lulu and the latter was a cake;
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of Casey's getting to the bat.
patron
And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game.
sphere
And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,
And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.
strike
" Strike one," the umpire said.
bench
From the benches, black with people, there went up a muffled roar,
Like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant shore.
melancholy
But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake,
And the former was a lulu and the latter was a cake;
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of Casey's getting to the bat.
charity
With a smile of Christian charity great Casey's visage shone;
He stilled the rising tumult; he bade the game go on;
He signaled to the pitcher, and once more the spheroid flew;
But Casey still ignored it, and the umpire said, "Strike two."
gleam
Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance gleamed in Casey's eye, a sneer curled Casey's lip.
eternal
The rest
Clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
They thought, if only Casey could get but a whack at that -
We'd put up even money, now, with Casey at the bat.
ease
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 face.
cruel
The sneer is gone from Casey's lip, his teeth are clenched in hate;
He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate.
violence
The sneer is gone from Casey's lip, his teeth are clenched in hate;
He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate.

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