My Thracian foal, why do you glare with disdainand then shun me absolutely as if I knewnothing of this art?I tell you I could bridle you with tight straps,seize the reins and gallop you around the postsof the pleasant course.But you prefer to graze on the calm meadow,or frisk and gambol gayly—having no manly rider to break you in.

-Anakreon

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