When the last rousing gallop is ended,
And the last post-and-rall has been jumped,
And a cracked neck that cannot be mended
Shall have under the yew-tree been “dumped”,
Just you leave him alone-in God’s acre –
And drink, in wine, whisky or beer:
“May the saints tip above send ‘The Breaker’
A horse like good old Cavalier!”
(Harry Breaker Morant)
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