Under the most rugged of these riders was a very perfect and startling Arab mare. Never combed by her rude master, but all shining beautiful and gentle of herself, she seemed a darling life upon the savage soil not worthy of her gracious pasterns: the strutting tail flowed down even to the ground, and the same mane was shed by the loving nurture of her mother—Nature.posted by languagehat at 3:52 PM on April 23, 2005
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