With the same noble warmth imprest,

As with his Lord the gallant beast

Was eager to acquire a name,

50 And combated like him for fame,

See the generous steed

Fierce as Circe’s high breed

Which she stole from her bright-flaming fire,

While he springs on the foe,

Like the shaft from the bow,

Scarce imprint the trod ground;

But curvet and bound

As if drawn by a pencil of fire----