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'Tis sometimes Fortune's little joke / With vinegar to brim the cup; / And on the grass this fickle Lass / Makes pennies come the wrong side up. / But though a Head instead of Tail / Is sure to greet my anxious call, / 'Tis better to have tossed, / And lost, / Than never to have tossed at all.
To do our best in spite of luck, / To stop or gallop for the drive, / To seek our fun in bronzing sun, / Shall cause both head and heart to thrive. / And though the penny's face I choose / That next the turf is bound to fall, / 'Tis better to have tossed, / And lost, / Than never to have tossed at all.
For though we field the whole day long / Hope's spark refuses to expire; / A wily lob's successful job / At once renews the slackening fire. / Be Spartan, then! Crave not to flirt / With Tennis and her female ball! / 'Tis better to have tossed, / And lost, / Than never to have tossed at all.