Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be,
And that my Muse, to some ears not unsweet,
Tempers her words to trampling horses' feet
More oft than to a chamber-melody,--
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I guess they did their version of texting while driving a coach and four- - at least horses pay attention to where they are going while cars just mindlessly hit a tree etc. I never thought of writing to the rhythm of hoof-falls while actually riding- - there's a thought. Might add veracity to lines about flying through the air...
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I guess they did their version of texting while driving a coach and four- - at least horses pay attention to where they are going while cars just mindlessly hit a tree etc. I never thought of writing to the rhythm of hoof-falls while actually riding- - there's a thought. Might add veracity to lines about flying through the air...