Sir Charles G. D. Roberts, The Book of the Native
“ The Wrestler When God sends out His company to travel through the stars,There is every kind of wonder in the show;There is every kind of animal behind its prison bars;With riders in a many-colored row.The master showman, Time, has a strange trick of rhyme,And the clown’s most ribald jest is a tear;But the best drawing card is the Wrestler huge and hard,Who can fill the tent at any time of year. ”
