Lord Epsom

A Horse, Lord Epsom did bestride
With mastery and quiet pride.
He dug his spurs into its hide.

The Horse, discerning it was pricked,
Incontinently bucked and kicked,
A thing that no one could predict!

Lord Epsom clearly understood
The High-bred creature's nervous mood,
As only such a horseman could.
Dismounting, he was heard to say
That it was kinder to delay
His pleasure to a future day

He had the Hunter led away.