<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396905" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Mares Of The Camargue</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">[From the Mireio of Mistral]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A hundred mares, all white! their manes<br>Like mace-reed of the marshy plains<br>Thick-tufted, wavy, free o' the shears:<br>And when the fiery squadron rears<br>Bursting at speed, each mane appears<br>Even as the white scarf of a fay<br>Floating upon their necks along the heavens away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O race of humankind, take shame!<br>For never yet a hand could tame,<br>Nor bitter spur that rips the flanks subdue<br>The mares of the Camargue. I have known,<br>By treason snared, some captives shown;<br>Expatriate from their native Rhone,<br>Led off, their saline pastures far from view:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And on a day, with prompt rebound,<br>They have flung their riders to the ground,<br>And at a single gallop, scouring free,<br>Wide-nostril'd to the wind, twice ten<br>Of long marsh-leagues devour'd, and then,<br>Back to the Vacares again,<br>After ten years of slavery just to breathe salt sea</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For of this savage race unbent,<br>The ocean is the element.<br>Of old escaped from Neptune's car, full sure,<br>Still with the white foam fleck'd are they,<br>And when the sea puffs black from grey,<br>And ships part cables, loudly neigh<br>The stallions of Camargue, all joyful in the roar;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And keen as a whip they lash and crack<br>Their tails that drag the dust, and back<br>Scratch up the earth, and feel, entering their flesh, where he,<br>The God, drives deep his trident teeth,<br>Who in one horror, above, beneath,<br>Bids storm and watery deluge seethe,<br>And shatters to their depths the abysses of the sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Meredith">George Meredith</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396905" data-title="The Mares Of The Camargue de George Meredith" data-description="[From the Mireio of Mistral] A hundred mares, all white! their manes Like mace-reed of the marshy plains Thick-tufted, wavy, free o' the shears: And when the fiery squadron rears Bursting at speed, each mane appears Even as the white scarf of a f..."></div> </div> </div>

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