Where dust ascends like incense to the sky,
Man dares the strength no mortal may command;
The bull, with ancient thunder in his eye,
Still writes the law that none can countermand.
For glory's breath the rider takes his chance,
While Fate looks on with neither smile nor frown;
And when the contest ends its fleeting dance,
The victor leaves with bruises—or a crown.
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