The Kéung

On the wide plains, our frontiers near,
The stallions, sleek and large, appear.
There, sleek and large, they meet our sight ;
Some black, with their hind-quarters white ;
Pale yellow, some; some black; some bay :—
For carriage teams good horses they !
To the duke’s thoughts we can assign no bound ;
Turned to his steeds, lo! thus good are they found!

On the wide plains, our frontiers near,
The stallions, sleek and large, appear.
Those stallions, sleek and large, are seen ;
Some piebald,—white and flushed with green,
And others white, with yellow sheen ;
Some chestnuts; and some dapple gray :—
For carriage teams strong horses they !
To the duke’s thoughts no limit can we set ;
Turned to his steeds, such is.the strength they get !

On the wide plains, our frontiers near, :
The stallions, sleek and large, appear.
Oh! sleek and large, those sprightly males !
Some that appear as flecked with scales ;
Some black, with manes of spotless white ;
Some white or red, manes dark as night :—
In carriage yoked, obedient quite !
The duke’s thoughts never cease and never tire ;
Turned to his steeds, lo! thus they rule their fire !

On the wide plains, our frontiers near,
The stallions, sleek and large, appear.
Oh! sleek and large, those stallions bright !
Cream-coloured, some ; some, red and white;
Some, with white hairy legs; with eyes
Like those of fishes, some :—men prize
Such horses, grand in strength and size.
His thoughts without depravity, our prince
Thinks of his steeds, and such powers they evince!