We tightened stirrup; buckled rein;
Looked to our saddle-girths again;
Shook hands all round; then mounted.
The gate swung wide: we said, 'Good-bye.'
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The rhythm of this piece is so life-threatening tight as they rush to horse and ride to their destiny and the reader finds his heartbeat galloping to the beat of those hooves and CAN WRITING GET ANY BETTER THAN THIS? I am a fan of this man's pen.
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The rhythm of this piece is so life-threatening tight as they rush to horse and ride to their destiny and the reader finds his heartbeat galloping to the beat of those hooves and CAN WRITING GET ANY BETTER THAN THIS? I am a fan of this man's pen. Lik