Show me your horse and I will tell you what you are.

Show me your horse and I will tell you what you are.

A horse is the projection of peoples' dreams about themselves - strong, powerful, beautiful - and it has the capability read more

A horse is the projection of peoples' dreams about themselves - strong, powerful, beautiful - and it has the capability of giving us escape from our mundane existence.

His neck is high and erect, his head replete with intelligence,
his belly short, his back full, and his read more

His neck is high and erect, his head replete with intelligence,
his belly short, his back full, and his proud chest swells with
hard muscles.
[Lat., Ardua cervix,
Argumtumque caput, brevis alvos, obessaque terga,
Luxuriatque toris animosum pectus.]

An two men ride of a horse, one must ride behind.

An two men ride of a horse, one must ride behind.

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.]

Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs
Piercing the night's dull ear; and from the tents
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Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs
Piercing the night's dull ear; and from the tents
The armorers accomplishing the knights,
With busy hammers closing rivets up,
Give dreadful note of preparation.

Then I cast loose my buff coat, each halter let fall,
Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt read more

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.

Horses make a landscape look beautiful

Horses make a landscape look beautiful

Gamaun is a dainty steed,
Strong, black, and of a noble breed,
Full of fire, and full read more

Gamaun is a dainty steed,
Strong, black, and of a noble breed,
Full of fire, and full of bone,
With all his line of fathers known;
Fine his nose, his nostrils thin,
But blown abroad by the pride within;
His mane is like a river flowing,
And his eyes like embers glowing
In the darkness of the night,
And his pace as swift as light.