Pit where the buffalo cooled his hide, <br />By the hot sun emptied, and blistered and dried; <br />Log in the plume-grass, hidden and lone; <br />Bund where the earth-rat's mounds are strown; <br />Cave in the bank where the sly stream steals; <br />Aloe that stabs at the belly and heels, <br />Jump if you dare on a steed untried-- <br />Safer it is to go wide-go wide! <br />Hark, from in front where the best men ride;-- <br />"Pull to the off, boys! Wide! Go wide!"<br /><br />Rudyard Kipling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cupid-s-arrows/
