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When I lay low in sickness and searching pain , Thou didst whinny at my door , And call me forth to the boundless plain We were wont to scour .
Thou would ' st amble , and canter , and gallop * and trot , And many a pace beside ; Thou wast swift as a londa wind when hat , By the desert dried . * When we rested by night in the mountain range , Thou didst share with me my bread ; Like a faithful friend who knows no change , I pillowed on thee my head .
I guided thee by my voice alone , Thou wert not struck or chidden ; B ut now , alas ! thy life has flown , In vain thou art bidden . In thy panoply thou didst bravely show , While champing thy ringing bit ; With thy silver chains , and housing of blue , And all else meet .
I loved thee so , I spared no cost On the trappings for thy wear ; The foeman who slew thee I sought through the host , With my blade all bare . How unlike to thee was the wilful brute I mounted in hot haste , To slay the coward who shot the shot , Thy life to waste .
I urged him on through all me din , Alike with spur and blade ; Forward I dashed , his life to win , Who thee low laid .
Far , far were heard the sabres clashing , Steel rang loud on steel ; Far was seen the death-shots flashing , Far heard the peal . Twenty-five yean it by no means uncommon . Hot stables , changing temperament , and artificial food , in England , do as much mischief upon horses as a similar treatment does upon human being ^ . In England there is no poetry © f horsemanship j scarce an inducement to ride . But thinking on Chilano steeds , might make even a
sailor forswear hi * ship . , * The fonda , which means the c searcher / because it drives the Hot < ta « t into the most hidden recesses of dwellings , however cloaely shut , n the « simoom' of the Eastern Andes driving from north to south , generally for two or three days together , in the province of Cuyo . All doors and windowi are dosed during iti visitation , and the inhabitants are half suflbcatttd with heat .
The Patriot Warrior to his dead Barb . 1 XHI
Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), March 2, 1833, page 163, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2610/page/19/