Trot, My Good Steed, Trot!

Trot, My Good Steed, Trot!

The poem tells the story of a horse's death and its master's grief. The speaker describes the horse's beauty, strength, and loyalty, then mourns its passing, remembering their time together and the horse's final struggle.

By Eugene Field · First published 1892 · Genre: Poetry, Romance, Children's Literature · 327 words

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WHERE my true love abideth I make my way to-night; Lo! waiting, she Espieth me, And calleth in delight: "I see his steed anear Come trotting with my dear, -- Oh, idle not, good steed, but trot, Trot thou my lover here!"

Aloose I cast the bridle, And ply the whip and spur; And gayly I Speed this reply, While faring on to her: "Oh, true love, fear thou not! I seek our trysting spot; And double feed be yours, my steed, If you more swiftly trot."

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Children's literature · Poetry · Humorous · Whimsical · Imagination · Fantasy · Adventure · Friendship · Animal protagonist · Horse riding · Youthful innocence · Playfulness

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