"No Hour of life is wasted that is spent in the saddle" -Winston Churchill 

 "Do you give the horse his strength or clothe his neck with a flowing mane?        

Do you make him leap like a locust, striking terror with his proud snorting?              

He paws fiercely, rejoicing in his strength, and charges into the fray.                     

He laughs at fear, afraid of nothing; he does not shy away from the sword.           

The quiver rattles against his side, along with the flashing spear and lance.             

In frenzied excitement he eats up the ground; he cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds.