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My Beautiful! My beautiful! that standest meekly by
With thy proudly-arch'd and glossy neck, and dark and fiery eye,
Fret not to roam the desert now, with all thy winged speed;
I may not mount on thee again--thou'rt sold, my Arab steed!
- -- Caroline Norton (1808-1877), Irish writer
