Dapple Gray
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I had a pony, his name was Dapple Gray; I lent him to a lady to ride a mile away. She whipped him, she lashed him, she rode him through the mire; I would not lend my pony now, for all the lady’s hire.
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Charles H. Sylvester, Journeys Through Bookland (Chicago: Bellows-Reeve Company, 1909)I:54
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