When first, my lord, I saw you back your horse, Provoke his mettle, and command his force To all the uses of the field, and race, Methought I read the ancient art of Thrace, And saw a centaur, past those tales of Greece, So seemed your horse and you, both of a piece! You showed like Perseus upon Pegasus; Or Castor mounted on his Cyllarus: Or what we hear our home-born legend tell, Of bold Sir Bevis, and his Arundel: Nay, so your seat his beauties did endorse, As I began to wish myself a horse: And surely had I but your stable seen Before, I think my wish absolved had been. For never saw I yet the muses dwell, Nor any of their household half so well. So well, as when I saw the floor, and room, I looked for Hercules to be the groom! And cried, away with the Caesarian bread, At these immortal mangers Virgil fed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOHN WILKES BOOTH AT THE FARM (JANUARY 12, 1848) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE GOLDEN NET by WILLIAM BLAKE MY LITTLE GARDEN by GWENDOLEN ALLEN MAGUS MUIR by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN THE LUMINOUS HANDS OF GOD by ELEANOR WARFIELD KENLY BACON PSALM 35. JUDICA DOMINE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |