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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538493" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Huntsman's Horse</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The galloping seasons have slackened his pace, <br>And stone wall and timber have battered his knees <br>It is many a year since he gave up his place <br>To live out his life in comparative ease. <br>No more does he stand with his scarlet and white <br>Like a statue of marble girth deep in the gorse;<br>No more does he carry the Horn of Delight <br>That called us to follow the huntsman's old horse. <br>How many will pass him and not understand,<br>As he trots down the road going cramped in his stride, <br>That he once set the pace to the best in the land <br>Ere they tightened his curb for a lady to ride!<br>When the music begins and a right one's away, <br>When hoof-strokes are thudding like drums on the ground, <br>The old spirit wakes in the worn-looking grey <br>And the pride of his youth comes to life at a bound. <br>He leans on the bit and he lays to his speed, <br>To the winds of the open his stiffness he throws, <br>And if spirit were all he'd be up with the lead <br>Where the horse that supplants him so easily goes. <br>No double can daunt him, no ditch can deceive, <br>No bank can beguile him to set a foot wrong, <br>But the years that have passed him no power can retrieve- <br>To the swift is their swiftness, their strength to the strong! <br>To the best of us all comes a day and a day <br>When the pace of the leaders shall leave us forlorn, <br>So we'll give him a cheer - the old galloping grey - <br>As he labours along to the lure of the Horn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Henry+Ogilvie">William Henry Ogilvie</a><div class=q>
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And stone wall and timber have battered his knees 
It is many a year since he gave up his place 
To live out his life in comparative ease. 
No more does he stand with his scarlet and white 
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