Poem containing the phrase: what you lose on the roundabouts you gainupon the swings

[MalcolmParry]

I recall a poem from my school days 1968-ish referring to a fairground "pharoah" (from Egyptian, therefore Gypsy) owner, riding on a wagon from town to town, who uttered the phrase in the title at the end of each verse. His dog, a "lurcher" hunted rabbits from his wagon. Can anyone direct me to a copy of this poem and was this the original source of the phrase about swings and roundabouts?

Thanks!

Malcolm Parry

[dotjhawkes]

The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations reads it is a proverb from the early 20th century associated with fairgrounds but I don't recognise the poem. sorry

[Quizmonster]

Click here for a website with two versions of the poem. The second is the correct one in my view. Patrick Chalmers was the poet.

[Golden Shred]

It was early last September nigh to Framlin'am-on Sea,
An' 'twas Fair-day come to-merrow, an' the time was after tea,
An' I met a painted caravan adown a dusty lane,
A Pharaoh with his waggons comin' jolt an' creak an' strain;
A cheery cove an' sunburnt, bold o' eye and wrinkled up,
An' beside him on the splashboard sat a brindled terrier pup,
An' a lurcher wise as Solomon an' lean as fiddle-strings
Was joggin' in the dust along 'is roundabouts and swings.
"Goo'-day," said 'e; "Goo'-day," said I; "an' 'ow d'you find things go,
An' what's the chance o' millions when you runs a travellin' show?"
"I find," said 'e, "things very much as 'ow I've always found,
For mostly they goes up and down or else goes round and round."
Said 'e, "The job's the very spit o' what it always were,
It's bread and bacon mostly when the dog don't catch a 'are;
But lookin' at it broad, an' while it ain't no merchant king's,
What's lost upon the roundabouts we pulls up on the swings!"
"Goo'luck," said 'e; "Goo'luck," said I; "you've put it past a doubt;
An' keep that lurcher on the road, the gamekeepers is out."
'E thumped upon the footboard an' 'e lumbered on again
To meet a gold-dust sunset down the owl-light in the lane;
An' the moon she climbed the 'azels, while a nightjar seemed to spin
That Pharaoh's wisdom o'er again, 'is sooth of lose-and-win;
For "up an' down an' round," said 'e, "goes all appointed things,
An' losses on the roundabouts means profits on the swings!"

[Quizmonster]

Dear Golden, these are the very words in the second poem offered by my link!

[MalcolmParry]

Thanks to all for your expert knowledge!

Malcolm

[indiana24]

hi, ive been looking for the same poem. I dont know the author, but i do know that it was printed in radio 4s the nations favourite poems book. hope this might be of some use.