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RACERS by JOHN BANISTER TABB

First Line: THE WINDS FROM MANY A CLOUDY MANE
Last Line: THE FRENZY OF THE FLIGHT.
Subject(s): WIND;
The winds from many a cloudy mane
Shake off the sweat of gathering rain
And whicker with delight;
No slope of pasture-lands they need,
Whereon to rest or drink or feed,
Their life the rapture of the speed,
The frenzy of the flight.



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