Round-hoofed, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long,
Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide,
High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong,
Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide:
Look what a horse should have he did not lack,
Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
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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.
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.]
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.
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.]
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.
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.
Give me another horse! Bind up my wounds!
Give me another horse! Bind up my wounds!
Show me your horse and I will tell you what you are.
Show me your horse and I will tell you what you are.
Riding a horse is not a gentle hobby, to be picked up and laid down like a game of Solitaire. read more
Riding a horse is not a gentle hobby, to be picked up and laid down like a game of Solitaire. It is a grand passion.
