5 a.m.
writes the perennial gratuitous ass to the Press , periodically in the Silly Season ... . Dam could tell him . Memories ... ! Being jerked violently from uneasy slumber and broken , vivid dreams at 5 a.m. , by the thunderous banging of the Troop Sergeant 's whip on the table , and his raucous roar of `` Tumble out , you lazy swine , before you get sunstroke ! Rise and shine ! Rise and shine , you tripe-hounds ! '' ... Broken dreams on a smelly , straw-stuffed pillow and lumpy straw-stuffed pallet , dreams of '' _ Circle and cha-a-a-a-a-a-a-nge '' `` On the Fore-hand , Right About '' `` Right Pass , Shoulder Out '' `` Serpentine '' `` Order Lance '' `` Trail Lance '' `` Right Front Thrust '' _ -LRB- for the front rank of the Queen 's Greys carry lances -RRB- ; dreams of riding wild mad horses to unfathomable precipices and at unsurmountable barriers ... .