Civilization

BY PAUL FORD

On the playing fields of Eton I assumed my fair turn in New Haven Yalie bells held us as in a vise, through mine fields since missing the notices haphazardly posted a- mong the swells of cricketeers and footballers, the rise of dust in dusk, cool-edged. There's a good chap when you miss your middle-class leg.

The Battle of Waterloo was won on the playing fields of Eton. --Wellington
On the playing fields of Eton I assumed my fair turn in New Haven Yalie bells held us as in a vise,
through mine fields since missing the notices haphazardly posted a- mong the swells
of cricketeers and footballers, the rise of dust in dusk, cool-edged.
There's a good chap when you miss
your middle-class leg.