Classic Poem

" When taught by this, the slumb'ring steed you wake,
" Firm seize the reins, and with this pin secure;
" Undaunted then the destin'd journey take,
" Thro' ev'ry element the course is sure.
" Wouldst thou thy march continue, or be still,
" Touch but the pin, and whisper but the word;
" The steed obedient shall observe thy will,
" Shall vanish at thy call, or stand restor'd;
" Only the bridle and the pin retain,
" Else lost is ev'ry care, and ev'ry project vain."