Rudyard Kipling
«An Almanac of Twelve Sports»

Here is a horse to tame — Here is a gun to handle — God knows you can enter the game If you’ll only pay for the same, And the price of the game is a candle— One single flickering candle! Hunting. Certes it is a noble sport And men have quitted selle and swum for’t, But I am of a meeker sort And I prefer Surtees in comfort. Reach down my «Handley Cross» again. My run, where never danger lurks, is With Jorrocks and his deathless train Pigg, Binjimin and Arterxerxes!  « Rudyard Kipling «An Almanac of Twelve Sports»