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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357567" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Galloping Days</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Galloping, galloping, galloping horses<br>Weave thro' our dreaming in burgeoning Spring;<br>There's sun in our hearts and there's sun on the courses,<br>And paeans of hope Winter's threnody forces<br> Over the hill-tops; for joy is a-wing.<br>Joy is a-wing, and the galloping rhythm<br> Mingles, alack, with a ruefuller rune,<br>For winners may rug but the losers run with 'em,<br> On the galloping, galloping tune.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Galloping, galloping, galloping gladly<br> Round the white railing and on to the turn,<br>While keeping in time to it, urgently madly,<br>Pulses are racing, ecstatic'ly, sadly;<br> Eyes to the thundering eagerly yearn,<br>Voice, upraising, are praising, are pleading,<br>Mid rackets gay jackets flash by and are gone.<br>Then the field in the sunlight, retreating, receding,<br>Goes galloping, galloping, galloping on.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Galloping, galloping, galloping; streaming<br>Now in green distances, seeming to crawl,<br>Like miniatures moving, like manikins seeming,<br>While o'er hedge and hollow a bland sun is beaming<br>Casting a benison over it all.<br>They run to the 'Distance.' The horses! The horses!<br>They gallop! They gallop! They turn for the 'Straight!'<br>They gallop, the hoses! Who nurses remorse is<br>A runagate cringer to galloping Fate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Galloping, galloping, galloping ever,<br>Tho' cheering is over, they gallop amain;<br>Tho' fact and fond fancy reluctantly sever,<br>The round of that ultimate, straining endeavor<br>Still buffets and bludgeons and beats on the brain.<br>They gallop - Wake up, man! What profits regaining?<br>Luck lurks in the offing. On, on with the dance.<br>Aw, tear up your ticket! The sun is still shining.<br>The next race is starting. Who foots it with Chance?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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Weave thro' our dreaming in burgeoning Spring;
There's sun in our hearts and there's sun on the courses,
And paeans of hope Winter's threnody forces
 Over the hill-tops; for joy is a-wing.
Joy is a-wing, and ..."></div>
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