Persian Punch found a secure place in the affections of the racing public - always trying his

best.  And when he collapsed and died in the final stages of a race at Ascot the sorrow was immediate and heart-felt.

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Brave eyes wept at the Ascot course

When he came to the end of his run;

For the going down of that great horse

Was like the going down of the sun.

Brilliantly, he had brought the light

Into so many days,

And now he'd fought his final fight

Before their grief-filled gaze.

But when the sun comes up each dawn

To ease the human heart,

We will recall the heart that was born

And beat in a horse apart.