A job for horses

“Do you give the horse her strength or clothe her neck with a flowing mane?

Do you make her leap like a locust, striking terror with her proud snorting?

She paws fiercely, rejoicing in her strength, and charges into the fray.

She laughs at fear, afraid of nothing; she does not shy away from the sword.

The quiver rattles against her side, along with the flashing spear and lance.

In frenzied excitement she eats up the ground; she cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds.”


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