"My horse has a hoof of striped agate; His fetlock is like fine eagle plume. His legs are like quick lightening. My horse has a tail like a trailing black cloud. His mane is made of short rainbows. My horse's eyes are made of big stars."
- Navajo war god's horse song

"When I sit bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots in the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes. . . he is pure air and fire . . . the prince of palfreys; his neigh is like the bidding of a monarch and his countenance enforces homage."
- William Shakespeare, Henry V