Of the other Elevens before the "sticks,"
And cheered them victors, or vanquished cheered,
Shoots forth his fist, as the lists are cleared,
To welcome back to an English wicket
These champions fresh of Colonial Cricket.
He will not "butter" you, boys, for that you'll hate.
Only he must most sincerely congratulate
His old friend Murdoch on starting so well.
Go it, Sir, keep it up, W. L.!
Here's wishing the lot of you health and pluck,