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Those lumbering horses in the steady plough,
On the bare field - I wonder, why, just now,
They seemed terrible, so wild and strange,
Like magic power on the stony grange.

Perhaps some childish hour has come again,
When I watched fearful, through the blackening rain,
Their hooves like pistons in an ancient mill
Move up and down, yet seem as standing still.
Their conquering hooves which trod the stubble down
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Just josh lawson 08 February 2019
Good video pf this on city legends youtube channel it goes into depth about hiw this poem came about
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ryan just ryan 13 November 2017
poem sucks I only on it to do school work ode
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Susan Williams 03 October 2015
Muir is the Enchanter here- spinning magic with his verse.
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Brian Jani 10 May 2014
This is my favourite poem from you
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bling blong 16 January 2020
love you too
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