Galloping Shoes - Verses #229146

Tried Age taking the lead, Rash Youth coated with clay Glory and glamour of speed, And a right fox away. This is the game of our hearts, Whatever luck may ensue This, where a Master of Arts May fail and a dunce get through I This, where the confident thrust This, where the cowardly crane This, where there 's nothing to trust But fate and the feel of the rein. This is the game of our hearts I Squire and lawyer and lord.