"You shall see maneg'd horses in their sleep Sweat, snort, start, tremble, and a clutter keep, As if with all their force they striving were The victor's palm proudly away to bear:"
Endroit: Chapter XII. Apology For Raimond Sebond. · ¶2336 Licence: Public domain · Source Le texte est donné tel que dans l'édition, sans retouche.