A boy and a horse are alike in mind, for the horse does not
Weep for its rider when he lies in the dust,
But, fed full with barley, it carries the next man;
And in just this way the boy too loves whoever is at hand.
Fragments - Lines 1267 - 1270
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Poem topics: mind, dust, horse, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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