Pegasus In Harness Poem by Gerald Massey
Pegasus In Harness
THEY pity Pegasus because
The Matrimonial Car he draws
Along the ruts of life:
And hot and dusty is the road,
And heavy is the living load
Of leaning weans and wife.
Poor Pegasus! to turn the Mill,
And grind, and pull the plough until
The work his withers wrings!
Why not? 'tis he should do it best,
And tread his measure easiest,
Or where's the use of wings?
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