The Horse
 
Where
in this wide world can man find
 
nobility without pride,
 
 
 
Friendship
without envy,
 
 
Or beauty without vanity?
 
 
Here, where grace is
served with muscle
 
 
 
And strength by gentleness confined
 
 
 
He
serves without servility;
 
 
 
he has fought without enmity.
 
 
 
There
is nothing so powerful, nothing less violent.
 
 
 
There is nothing so
quick, nothing more patient.
 
by Ronald Duncan
NOTE - all horses belong to Barry's nephew and his family 
  
 
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