Constance De Castile A Poem, in Ten Cantos. By William Sotheby |
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Constance a milk-white palfrey rode:Whose rich and rare caparison
Powder'd with pearls and jewels shone.
Profusely from his high-arch'd crest
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As the gay champing of his pride
Scatter'd the foam from side to side
That bath'd like flakes of snow his breast.
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