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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Show me your horse and I will tell you what you are.
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Sired by Chippewa Chief, and twelve hundred dollars won't buy
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The horse, the horse! The symbol of surging potency and power of movement, of action.
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The king is come. Deal mildly with his youth;
For young hot colts, being raged, do rage the more.
The king is come. Deal mildly with his youth;
For young hot colts, being raged, do rage the more.
Riding turns 'I wish' into 'I can'.
Riding turns 'I wish' into 'I can'.
And the hood of the horses shakes the crumbling field as they
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And the hood of the horses shakes the crumbling field as they
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[Lat., Quadrupedumque putrem cursu quatit ungula campum.]
