The Man and His Steed - Framed & Mounted Print

“A Soldier's Lament” I had a steed so fine and true That galloped through the night and day But now it lays cold beneath the dew The Man and his Steed have gone away I remember those days so sad and sweet The grandeur of life the mount brought me I ride no more through moonlit streets The Man and his Steed have gone away I see no more distant lands to explore The vistas that this place held close This is my journey to no more The Man and his Steed have gone away AI - Alfred, Lord Tennyson