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XVII.

What cavalcade through San Sebastian rides? A Chieftain mighty and a senior grave; A blooming warrior next his steed bestrides, Like young Achilles to whom Chiron gave The Centaur’s mastery. With bounding wave His light plume dances o’er a maiden fair, Who reins her genet too with spirit brave; Worthy, me seems, her grace and beauty rare With that young hero proud companionship to bear.