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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=350519" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Blood Horse</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">GAMARRA is a dainty steed, <br>Strong, black, and of a noble breed, <br>Full of fire, and full of bone, <br>With all his line of fathers known; <br>Fine his nose, his nostrils thin, <br>But blown abroad by the pride within! <br>His mane is like a river flowing, <br>And his eyes like embers glowing <br>In the darkness of the night, <br>And his pace as swift as light.<br> <br>Look,—how ’round his straining throat <br>Grace and shifting beauty float! <br>Sinewy strength is on his reins, <br>And the red blood gallops through his veins; <br>Richer, redder, never ran <br>Through the boasting heart of man. <br>He can trace his lineage higher <br>Than the Bourbon dare aspire,— <br>Douglas, Guzman, or the Guelph, <br>Or O’Brien’s blood itself!<br> <br>He, who hath no peer, was born <br>Here, upon a red March morn: <br>But his famous fathers dead <br>Were Arabs all, and Arab bred, <br>And the last of that great line<br>Trod like one of a race divine! <br>And yet,—he was but friend to one <br>Who fed him at the set of sun, <br>By some lone fountain ’fringed with green: <br>With him, a roving Bedouin,<br>He liv’d,—(none else would he obey <br>Through all the hot Arabian day,)— <br>And died untam’d upon the sands <br>Where Balkh amidst the desert stands!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Barry+Cornwall">Barry Cornwall</a><div class=q>
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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, 
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