The Arab’s Farewell To His Steed by Caroline E. S. Norton
My beautiful! my beautiful!
That standeth meekly by
With thy proud arch’d and glossy neck,
And dark and fiery eye;
The stranger hath thy bridle-rein,
Thy master hath his gold;
Fleet limbed and beautiful, farewell;
Thou’rt sold; my steed, thou’rt sold.
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