Mazeppa Quotes
No.	Quotation	Subject	Source
1	Is it the wind those branches stirs? No, no! from out the forest prance A trampling troop; I see them come! In one vast squadron they advance! I strove to cry,--my lips were dumb. The steeds rush on in plunging pride; But where are they the reins to guide! A thousand horse,--and none to ride! With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils, never stretched by pain, Mouths bloodless to the bit or rein, And feet that iron never shod, And flanks unscarred by spur or rod, A thousand horse, the wild, the free, Like waves that follow o'er the sea, Came thickly thundering on.	Animals	Mazeppa

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