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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A CHARIOTEER, by ANONYMOUS
First Line: "my constantine, why sleep in bronze? Awaken"
Last Line: "fatherless, by your master hand forsaken"
Subject(s): Chariot Racing
First Line: "my constantine, why sleep in bronze? Awaken"
Last Line: "fatherless, by your master hand forsaken"
Subject(s): Chariot Racing
MY Constantine, why sleep in bronze? Awaken.
Now on the track the people mourn your bridle,
And charioteers, like orphan boys, sit idle, --
Fatherless, by your master hand forsaken.
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