A Fleeting Wonder
| A Fleeting Wonder
written by William Henry Davies
|From "Poems 1930-1931", 1932||Link to further information|
See where he rides, all hot and fast -
High on his horse that kicks
Lightning and thunder out of wind,
While fools applaud his tricks.
A year or two, and there he lies,
A bleeding thing, and thrown;
Down in the dust he dribbles blood,
Forgotten and unknown.
Whoa! Steady now, my little horse,
A gentle canter past:
Though faintly cheered, there's nothing gained
By riding wild and fast.
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