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A line in long array, where they wind betwixt green islands, They take a serpentine course, their arms flash in the sun-hark to the musical clank, Behold the silvery river, in it the splashing horses, loitering, stop to drink, Behold the brown-faced men, each group, each person a picture, the negligent rest on the saddles, Some emerge on the opposite bank, others are just entering the ford-while, Scarlet and blue and snowy white, The guidon flags flutter gayly in the wind.
[1865]