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Henry Lawson - The Shame of Going BackHenry Lawson - The Shame of Going Back
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When you`ve come to make a fortune and you haven`t made your salt, And the reason of your failure isn`t anybody`s fault - When you haven`t got a billet, and the times are very slack, There is nothing that can spur you like the shame of going back; Crawling home with empty pockets, Going back hard-up; Oh! it`s then you learn the meaning of humiliation`s cup. When the place and you are strangers and you struggle all alone, And you have a mighty longing for the town where you are known; When your clothes are very shabby and the future`s very black, There is nothing that can hurt you like the shame of going back. When we`ve fought the battle bravely and are beaten to the wall, `Tis the sneers of men, not conscience, that make cowards of us all; And the while you are returning, oh! your brain is on the rack, And your heart is in the shadow of the shame of going back. When a beaten man`s discovered with a bullet in his brain, They POST-MORTEM him, and try him, and they say he was insane; But it very often happens that he`d lately got the sack, And his onward move was owing to the shame of going back. Ah! my friend, you call it nonsense, and your upper lip is curled, I can see that you have never worked your passage through the world; But when fortune rounds upon you and the rain is on the track, You will learn the bitter meaning of the shame of going back; Going home with empty pockets, Going home hard-up; Oh, you`ll taste the bitter poison in humiliation`s cup.
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