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Behold, the High Priest of the people's creed! Proclaim his genius loud. The bays! The bays! Come, crown the Sporting Editor—indeed, He is quite intimate with bays—and grays. "Ten lengths from home!" How exquisite. How chaste! "Gray Lad outstripped The Witch!" What style! What grace! Come, Beauty, twine a laurel wreath! Nay, haste! He calls the race!