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    <title>Halt Near X</title>
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    <description>Horse-related poems and images (more poems than images)</description>
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    <dc:rights>Copyright 2009</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2009-04-05T03:14:03+00:002009-04-03T14:00:39+00:002009-04-02T14:00:52+00:002009-04-01T14:00:39+00:002009-03-27T03:36:40+00:002008-07-17T01:55:57+00:002008-07-10T04:19:00+00:002008-07-10T03:51:00+00:002008-07-10T03:45:00+00:002008-07-10T03:42:00+00:002008-07-10T03:35:00+00:002008-06-18T00:35:00+00:002008-06-18T00:34:00+00:002008-06-18T00:33:00+00:002008-06-18T00:30:00+00:002008-06-18T00:30:00+00:002008-06-18T00:28:00+00:002008-06-18T00:27:00+00:002008-06-18T00:26:00+00:002008-06-18T00:26:00+00:002008-06-18T00:25:00+00:002008-06-18T00:24:00+00:002008-06-17T05:13:00+00:002008-06-17T05:13:00+00:002008-06-17T05:12:00+00:002008-06-17T05:11:00+00:002008-06-17T05:10:00+00:002008-06-17T05:09:00+00:002008-06-17T05:08:00+00:002008-06-17T05:06:00+00:002008-06-17T05:05:00+00:002008-06-17T05:04:00+00:002008-06-17T05:02:00+00:002008-06-17T05:01:00+00:002008-06-17T05:00:00+00:002008-06-17T04:58:00+00:002008-06-17T04:56:00+00:002008-06-17T04:55:00+00:002008-06-17T04:53:00+00:002008-06-17T01:59:00+00:002008-06-17T01:58:00+00:002008-06-17T01:51:00+00:002008-06-16T02:53:00+00:002008-06-16T02:51:00+00:002008-06-16T02:48:01+00:002008-06-16T02:42:00+00:002008-06-16T02:10:00+00:002008-06-16T01:49:00+00:002008-06-16T01:34:00+00:002008-06-16T01:25:00+00:002008-06-16T00:54:00+00:002008-06-16T00:35:00+00:002008-06-16T00:23:00+00:002008-06-16T00:12:00+00:002008-06-15T23:43:00+00:002008-06-15T23:20:00+00:002008-06-15T22:43:00+00:002008-06-15T21:55:00+00:002008-06-15T20:42:00+00:002008-06-13T05:58:00+00:002008-06-13T05:57:00+00:002008-06-13T05:57:00+00:002008-06-13T05:56:00+00:002008-06-13T05:53:00+00:002008-06-13T05:51:00+00:002008-06-13T05:32:00+00:002008-06-13T05:06:00+00:002008-06-13T04:48:01+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Chiquita</title>
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      <description>By Bret Harte. Beautiful! Sire, you may say so. Thar isn&#8217;t her match in the country. Is thar, old gall&#8212;Chiquita, my darling, my beauty! Feel of that neck, sir&#8212;thar&#8217;s velvet! Who!&#8230;</description>
      <dc:subject>Full Texts, Famous Rides, In Praise of the Horse, Poetry</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2009-04-05T03:14:03+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Bavieca</title>
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      <description>By John Gibson Lockhart. The King looked on him kindly, as on a vassal true; Then to the King Ruy Diaz spake, after reverence due: &#8220;O King, the thing is shameful, that&#8230;</description>
      <dc:subject>Full Texts, Famous Rides, Poetry</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2009-04-03T14:00:39+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Blood Horse</title>
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      <description>By Barry Cornwall. Gamarra is a dainty steed, Strong, black, and of a noble breed, Full of fire, and full of bone, With all his line of fathers known;&#8230;</description>
      <dc:subject>Full Texts, In Praise of the Horse, Poetry</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2009-04-02T14:00:52+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Alexander Taming Bucephalus</title>
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      <description>By Park Benjamin. &#8220;Bring forth the steed!&#8221; It was a level plain Broad and unbroken as the mighty sea, When in their prison caves the winds lie chained. There Philip&#8230;</description>
      <dc:subject>Full Texts, Famous Rides, Poetry</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2009-04-01T14:00:39+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Picture</title>
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      <description>By William Shakespeare. Look, when a painter would surpass the life In limming out a well&#45;proportioned steed, His art with nature&#8217;s workmanship at strife, As if the dead the living&#8230;</description>
      <dc:subject>Full Texts, In Praise of the Horse</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2009-03-27T03:36:40+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Saint George and the Dragon</title>
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      <description>By Paulo Ucello. Please visit http://halt&#45;near&#45;x.com/gallery/item/saint&#45;george&#45;and&#45;the&#45;dragon/ to view this image.</description>
      <dc:subject>Paintings</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2008-07-17T01:55:57+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Fellow Creatures</title>
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      <description>By Bruce Bennett. I pat the horses&#8217; heads as I walk by. They&#8217;re gentle beasts, and friendly; they don&#8217;t mind. The gesture heartens me. I don&#8217;t know why. At first, they&#8230;</description>
      <dc:subject>Full Texts, In Praise of the Horse, Poetry</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2008-07-10T04:19:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Name of Horses</title>
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      <guid>http://halt-near-x.com/texts/item/name-of-horses/#When:03:51:00Z</guid>
      <description>By Donald Hall. All winter your brute shoulders strained against collars, padding and steerhide over the ash hames, to haul sledges of cordwood for drying through spring and summer, for&#8230;</description>
      <dc:subject>Full Texts, Working Horses, In Praise of the Horse, Poetry</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2008-07-10T03:51:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Sonnet XLI: Having this day my horse</title>
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      <description>By Sir Philip Sidney. Having this day my horse, my hand, my lance Guided so well that I obtain&#8217;d the prize, Both by the judgment of the English eyes And of&#8230;</description>
      <dc:subject>Full Texts, Minor References, Poetry</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2008-07-10T03:45:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Phantom Horsewoman</title>
      <link>http://halt-near-x.com/texts/item/phantom-horsewoman/</link>
      <guid>http://halt-near-x.com/texts/item/phantom-horsewoman/#When:03:42:00Z</guid>
      <description>By Thomas Hardy. Queer are the ways of a man I know: He comes and stands In a careworn craze, And looks at the sands And in the seaward&#8230;</description>
      <dc:subject>Full Texts, Minor References, Poetry</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2008-07-10T03:42:00+00:00</dc:date>
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    <item>
      <title>Horses and Men in Rain</title>
      <link>http://halt-near-x.com/texts/item/horses-and-men-in-rain/</link>
      <guid>http://halt-near-x.com/texts/item/horses-and-men-in-rain/#When:03:35:00Z</guid>
      <description>By Carl Sandburg. Let us sit by a hissing steam radiator a winter&#8217;s day, gray wind pattering frozen raindrops on the window, And let us talk about milk wagon drivers and grocery&#8230;</description>
      <dc:subject>Full Texts, Working Horses, Prose</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2008-07-10T03:35:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title>All in green my love went riding</title>
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      <guid>http://halt-near-x.com/texts/item/all-in-green-my-love-went-riding/#When:00:35:00Z</guid>
      <description>By E. E. Cummings. All in green went my love riding on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn. four lean hounds crouched low and smiling the merry deer&#8230;</description>
      <dc:subject>Full Texts, Miscellaneous, Poetry</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2008-06-18T00:35:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title>I will not change my horse with any&#8230; (Henry V)</title>
      <link>http://halt-near-x.com/texts/item/i-will-not-change-my-horse-with-any-henry-v/</link>
      <guid>http://halt-near-x.com/texts/item/i-will-not-change-my-horse-with-any-henry-v/#When:00:34:00Z</guid>
      <description>By William Shakespeare. CONSTABLE.Tut! I have the best armour of the world. Would it were day! ORLEANS.You have an excellent armour; but let my horse have his due. CONSTABLE.It&#8230;</description>
      <dc:subject>Full Texts, In Praise of the Horse, Plays</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2008-06-18T00:34:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Prologue to Henry V</title>
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      <guid>http://halt-near-x.com/texts/item/prologue-to-henry-v/#When:00:33:00Z</guid>
      <description>By William Shakespeare. CHORUS.Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts: Into a thousand parts divide one man, And make imaginary puissance; Think, when we talk of horses, that you see&#8230;</description>
      <dc:subject>Full Texts, Minor References, Plays</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2008-06-18T00:33:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Lady Godiva</title>
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      <guid>http://halt-near-x.com/texts/item/lady-godiva/#When:00:30:00Z</guid>
      <description>By Lord Alfred Tennyson. I waited for the train at Coventry; I hung with grooms and porters on the bridge, To watch the three tall spires; and there I shaped city&#8217;s&#8230;</description>
      <dc:subject>Full Texts, Famous Rides, Poetry</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2008-06-18T00:30:00+00:00</dc:date>
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