Hoofs of Pegasus

<SPAN name="startofbook"></SPAN> <h1>THE HOOFS OF PEGASUS</h1> <hr class="r5" /> <p class="f150"><small>BY</small><br/>M. LETITIA STOCKETT</p> <hr class="chap" /> <p class="f150"><b>THE HOOFS OF PEGASUS</b></p> <hr class="r5" /> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</SPAN></span></p> <h2>PEGASUS</h2> <div class="poetry-container"><div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0"><span class="bigfont">O</span>NCE in a saffron twilight, rich with the sound of bells,</span> <span class="i0">In a dim meadow straying, high on the lonely fells,</span> <span class="i0">I saw Pegasus, winged Pegasus, cropping the asphodels.</span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">His neck was clothed with thunder, his feet with strength were shod;</span> <span class="i0">Terrible in his beauty, he grazed on the starry sod,</span> <span class="i0">A white, untameable beauty, a stallion fit for a god.</span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">Meekly he ranged unfettered; his wings were wet with dew,</span> <span class="i0">And where they trailed in the blossomy grass, a misty rainbow grew,</span> <span class="i0">Those strong, exultant pinions that trample the windy blue.</span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">Then suddenly he raised his head. I felt the pulsing beat</span> <span class="i0">Of his valiant hoofs. He sprang on the track of the stars, unleashed and fleet.</span> <span class="i0">I was alone; but deep in the grass was the print of his deathless feet.</span></div> </div></div> <hr class="chap" /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />