We had rode long and were still far from the inn;
My eyes grew dim; for a moment I fell asleep.
Under my right arm the whip still dangled;
In my left hand the reins for an instant slackened.
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Even if you have not fallen asleep on horseback, you know what this poet is talking about in his usual beautiful and gentle way.