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...— ' By spur and bridle undefilod.' and repeats, almost without thinking, those other lines : — ' A thousand horse, and none to ride, With flowing tail, and flying mane ; Wide nostrils — never stretched by pain, Mouths bloodless to the bit and rein, And feet that...

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...Which saw no further: he who dies Can die no more than then I died, O'ertortured by that ghastly ride. A trampling troop; I see them come ! In one vast squadron they advance! The sight renerved my courser's feet, A moment staggering, feebly fleet, A moment wilh a faint low...

...tuft of blackening firs. Is it the wind those branches stirs ? No, no ! from out the forest prance A trampling troop ; I see them come ! In one vast...horse, and none to ride ! With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils, never stretched by pain, Mouths bloodless to the bit or rein, And feet that iron...