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ET us ride together,—
j Blowing mane and hair, Careless of the weather, Miles ahead of care, Ring of hoof and snaffle, Swing of waist and hip, Trotting down the twisted road With the world let slip. Let us laugh together,—
Merry as of old To the creak of leather And the morning cold. Break into a canter; Shout to bank and tree; Rocking down the waking trail, Steady hand and knee. Take the life of cities,—
Here's the life for me. 'Twere a thousand pities Not to gallop free. So we'll ride together, Comrade, you and I, Careless of the weather, Letting care go by. Anonymous. |
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