Courage, Horse!

Heart be stout,

And eye be true;

Good blade out!

And ill shall rue.
Courage, horse!

Thou lackst no skill;

Well thy force

Hath matched my will.
For the foe

With fiery breath,

At a blow,

It still in death.
Gently, horse!

Tread fearlessly;

‘Tis his corse

That burdens thee.
The sun’s eye

Is fierce at noon;

Thou and I

Will rest full soon.
And new strength

New work will meet;

Till, at length,

Long rest is sweet.

George MacDonald, Phantastes

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