With flowing tail and flying ...

With flowing tail and flying mane,
Wide nostrils never stretched by pain,
Mouth bloodless to bit or rein,
And feet that iron never shod,
And flanks unscar\'d by spur or rod,
A thousand horses - the wild - the free -
Like waves that follow o\'er the sea,
Came thickly thundering on.
With flowing tail and flying mane, Wide nostrils never stretched by pain, Mouth bloodless to bit or rein, And feet that iron never shod, And flanks unscar'd by spur or rod, A thousand horses - the wild - the free - Like waves that follow o'er the sea, Came thickly thundering on.

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Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.
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