Boot, Saddle, to Horse and Away!

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Boot, saddle, to horse, and away! Rescue my castle before the hot day Brightens to blue from its silvery grey Boot, saddle, to horse, and away! Ride past the suburbs, asleep as you'd say; Many's the friend there, will listen and pray God's luck to gallants that strike up the lay "Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!" Forty miles off, like a roebuck at bay Flouts Castle Brancepeth the Roundheads' array: Who laughs, "Good fellows ere this, by my fay Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!" Who? My wife Gertrude; that, honest and gay Laughs whеn you talk of surrendering, "Nay! I've bеtter counsellors; what counsel they? Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!"