Then I cast loose my buff coat, each halter let fall,
Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all,
Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear,
Called my Roland his pet name, my horse without peer;
Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise bad or good,
'Til at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood.
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Horses are predictably unpredictable
Horses are predictably unpredictable
And the hood of the horses shakes the crumbling field as they
run.
[Lat., Quadrupedumque putrem cursu quatit read more
And the hood of the horses shakes the crumbling field as they
run.
[Lat., Quadrupedumque putrem cursu quatit ungula campum.]
Go anywhere in England where there are natural, wholesome,
contented, and really nice English people; and what do you read more
Go anywhere in England where there are natural, wholesome,
contented, and really nice English people; and what do you always
find? That the stables are the real centre of the household.
And the watchman told, saying, He came even unto them, and cometh
not again: and the driving is like read more
And the watchman told, saying, He came even unto them, and cometh
not again: and the driving is like the driving of Jehu the son
of Nimski; for he driveth furiously.
A good horse should be seldom spurred
A good horse should be seldom spurred
A horse is a thing of beauty... none will tire of looking at him as long as he displays himself read more
A horse is a thing of beauty... none will tire of looking at him as long as he displays himself in his splendor.
Morgan!--She ain't nothing else, and I've got the papers to prove
it.
Sired by Chippewa Chief, and twelve read more
Morgan!--She ain't nothing else, and I've got the papers to prove
it.
Sired by Chippewa Chief, and twelve hundred dollars won't buy
her.
Briggs of Turlumme owned her. Did you know Briggs of Turlumme?--
Busted hisself in White Pine and blew out his brains down in
Frisco?
The horse, the horse! The symbol of surging potency and power of movement, of action.
The horse, the horse! The symbol of surging potency and power of movement, of action.
Horses make a landscape look beautiful
Horses make a landscape look beautiful
