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Where run your colts at pasture	A
Where hide your mares to breed	B
'Mid bergs about the Ice cap	C
Or wove Sargasso weed	B
By chartless reef and channel	D
Or crafty coastwise bars	E
But most the ocean meadows	F
All purple to the stars	E
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Who holds the rein upon you	G
The latest gale let free	H
What meat is in your mangers	E
The glut of all the sea	E
'Twixt tide and tide's returning	I
Great store of newly dead	J
The bones of those that faced us	E
And the hearts of those that fled	J
Afar off shore and single	D
Some stallion rearing swift	K
Neighs hungry for new fodder	A
And calls us to the drift	K
Then down the cloven ridges	E
A million hooves unshod	K
Break forth the mad White Horses	E
To seek their meat from God	K
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Girth deep in hissing water	A
Our furious vanguard strains	E
Through mist of mighty tramplings	E
Roll up the fore blown manes	E
A hundred leagues to leeward	K
Ere yet the deep is stirred	K
The groaning rollers carry	E
The coming of the herd	K
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Whose hand may grip your nostrils	E
Your forelock who may hold	K
E'en they that use the broads with us	E
The riders bred and bold	K
That spy upon our matings	E
That rope us where we run	L
They know the strong White Horses	E
From father unto son	L
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We breathe about their cradles	E
We race their babes ashore	M
We snuff against their thresholds	E
We nuzzle at their door	M
By day with stamping squadrons	E
By night in whinnying droves	E
Creep up the wise White Horses	E
To call them from their loves	E
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And come they for your calling	I
No wit of man may save	N
They hear the loosed White Horses	E
Above their fathers' grave	N
And kin of those we crippled	K
And sons of those we slew	G
Spur down the wild white riders	E
To school the herds anew	G
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What service have ye paid them	O
Oh jealous steeds and strong	P
Save we that throw their weaklings	E
Is none dare work them wrong	P
While thick around the homestead	K
Our snow backed leaders graze	E
A guard behind their plunder	A
And a veil before their ways	E
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With march and countermarchings	E
With weight of wheeling hosts	E
Stray mob or bands embattled	K
We ring the chosen coasts	E
And careless of our clamour	A
That bids the stranger fly	Q
At peace with our pickets	E
The wild white riders lie	Q
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Trust ye that curdled hollows	E
Trust ye the neighing wind	K
Trust ye the moaning groundswell	R
Our herds are close behind	K
To bray your foeman's armies	E
To chill and snap his sword	K
Trust ye the wild White Horses	E
The Horses of the Lord	K

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