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That he was willing, and, moreover, able, To tell the secrets of each trainer's stable; He said, for instance, Bowe's Springy Jack Was nothing better than a common hack; That Surplice was a "book horse," nothing more, And said, in fact, that he had heard him roar; "You bet against him," were the words he said, "And don't be frightened, he's as good as dead!" I've not a moment's doubt he was a "bonnet," But be that as it may, we acted on it, And I conceive a perfect right we've got To be for evermore among lot!"

! a Sailor hang back when there 's war on his tack! Why, what blessed moonshine good laws! Let the foe fire a gun, Jack would fight him for fun,
 * Let alone our most glorious cause,
 * Let alone our most glorious cause.