FoxHunter

He's the colour of nutmeg. And of the heat of the ginger... he is pure air and fire; and the dull elements of earth and water never appear in him, but only in patient stillness while his rider mounts him; he is indeed a horse, and all other jades you may call beast.
          	William Shakespeare, Henry V

FoxHunter

He's the colour of nutmeg. And of the heat of the ginger... he is pure air and fire; and the dull elements of earth and water never appear in him, but only in patient stillness while his rider mounts him; he is indeed a horse, and all other jades you may call beast.
          William Shakespeare, Henry V