Three Colts Exercising in a Six-Acre

Three colts exercising in a six-acre, A hilly sweep of unfenced grass over the road.

What a picture they make against the skyline! Necks stretched, hocks moving royally, tails flying; Farm-lads up, and they crouching low on their withers.

I have a journey to go-- A lawyer to see, and a paper to sign in the Tontine-- But I slacken my pace to watch them.