When all the world is young, lad, And all the trees are green; And every goose a swan, lad, And every lass a queen; Then hey for boot and horse, lad, And round the world away: Young blood must have its course, lad, And every dog his day.

-Kingsley, Charles
  Song. The Water Babies, ch.2.

OJonny the power of your boot And the accurate heart-stopping route Of your goal as it ghosts Through Australian posts Is a triumph we gladly salute.

-Motion, Andrew
  'A Song for  Jonny', written to commemorate England winning the rugby World Cup and the playerJonny Wilkinson.

   If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human faceöfor ever.

-Orwell, George pseudonym of  Eric Arthur Blair
  Nineteen Eighty-Four, pt.3, ch.3.

Not God but a swastika So black no sky could squeak through. Every woman adores a Fascist, The boot in the face, the brute Brute heart of a brute like you.

-Plath, Sylvia
  'Daddy', published posthumously byTed Hughes (Ariel, 1965).