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I rode down yonder cobbled street, On stones that clattered ‘neath my horse’s feet; Till we reached a grand lampstand, That marks the place that ends the land Where city street meets country lane, And horses ride in summer’s rain. Out on the lane with fleet of foot, We rode a path within the wood; To wander round bright green trees. With ruffled mane in a prodigal breeze, To spy where pale narcissi lay, And sparrows decked each floral spray. Where squirrelly clowns cast their spell, And twining vine where birdsongs tell Of all the faerie tales when told, Were all the joys and tears of old, That lend their gold to aspen leaves, And flutter gently in the breeze. Sunbeams shaft thro trees with light, Taking shadowed wings in feathered flight. Along a path the sweet primrose, Nod their heads with crowns of gold; And as we leave the woods behind, Meadowsweet’s not hard to find. From out the shade and into sun, I urge my horse to a steady run; Clip clop, clip clop the steady beat, Defines the rhyme of horse’s feet. She shakes her mane and lifts her tail, And the light in her eye can never fail. Through dappled meadow and rutted lane, We trot the copse through fields of grain; Where bridal veil of blossoms bloom, And scent the air with faint perfume. As we round the corner and take the bend, Home’s right there, we’ve reached the end.

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Horseback Ride

I rode down yonder cobbled street, On stones that clattered ‘neath my horse’s feet; Till we reached a grand lampstand, That marks the place that ends the land Where city street meets country lane, And horses ride in summer’s rain. Out on the lane with fleet of foot, We rode a path within the wood; To wander round bright green trees. With ruffled mane in a prodigal breeze, To spy where pale narcissi lay, And sparrows decked each floral spray. Where squirrelly clowns cast their spell, And twining vine where birdsongs tell Of all the faerie tales when told, Were all the joys and tears of old, That lend their gold to aspen leaves, And flutter gently in the breeze. Sunbeams shaft thro trees with light, Taking shadowed wings in feathered flight. Along a path the sweet primrose, Nod their heads with crowns of gold; And as we leave the woods behind, Meadowsweet’s not hard to find. From out the shade and into sun, I urge my horse to a steady run; Clip clop, clip clop the steady beat, Defines the rhyme of horse’s feet. She shakes her mane and lifts her tail, And the light in her eye can never fail. Through dappled meadow and rutted lane, We trot the copse through fields of grain; Where bridal veil of blossoms bloom, And scent the air with faint perfume. As we round the corner and take the bend, Home’s right there, we’ve reached the end.