Author Theognis A boy and a horse are alike in mind, for the horse does not Weep for its rider when he lies in the dust, But, fed full with barley, it carries the next man; And in just this way the boy too loves whoever is at hand. Tags horse Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments