His tail was a fountain. His nostrils were caves. His mane … - Eleanor Farjeon

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His tail was a fountain. His nostrils were caves. His mane and his forelock Were musical waves. He neighed like a trumpet. He cooed like a dove. He was stronger than terror And swifter than love.

Eleanor Farjeon

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Eleanor Farjeon (13 February 1881 – 5 June 1965) was an English author of children's stories and plays, poetry, biography, history and satire.

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Pen Names: Tomfool

Alternative Names: Merry Andrew • Chimaera

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