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If you were an Indian - equally ready
and the galloping horses, crooked in the air
every now and then shook over the quivering ground
until you let the spores, because there were no spores
until they threw away the reins, as it were no reins
and no land in front of him as a smooth-mown heath,
even without the horses neck and Horsehead.