March 16th, 2006 (09:05 am)
current mood: cranky
Whiskey says grey horses are symbols of justice deferred. He says it has to do with Rhiannon.
He talks a lot about the symbolism of horses. I think he's over-invested in it.
Still, they show up a lot in the songs.
He's lighted aff his milk-white steed,
An' set this fair maid on,
"Noo ca' your herds, good lady," he said;
"Ye'll ne'er see them again.--The Broom of the Cowdenknowes
Saddle for me my good grey mare
The big horse is not speedy.--Black-Jack Davy
Then a halloo, my boys, and a cheery halloo
For the swiftest of coursers, the gallant, the true,
Forever shall horsemen in memory bless
Of the horse of the highwayman, bonny black Bess.--Bonny Black Bess
Now rest, now rest, my milk-white steed,
My lady will soon be here,
And I’ll lay my head by this rose sae red,
And the bonny burn sae near.--The Broomfield Hill
He's mounted her on a milk-white steed,
And himself on a dapple grey,
With a bugle horn hanging down by his side
And so lightly they both rode away--The Douglas Tragedy
She turned about her milk white steed
And took True Thomas up behind
And aye whenever her bridle rang
Her steed flew swifter than the wind--Thomas the Rhymer
And of course, last but not least:
The firsten court that comes ye bye,
You'll lout, and let them gae;
The seconden court that comes you bye,
You'll hail them reverently.
The thirden court that comes you by,
Sae weel's ye will me ken,
For some will be on a black, a black,
And some will be on a brown,
But I will be on a bluid-red steed,
And will ride neist the queen. --Tam Lin
It was a red horse. A red
How could I have forgotten that? The old stories will come back and bite you, if you forget them. The symbols still have power, and they tell their own tales, given half a chance.
It was a total conceit, about being a bishop on the chess board of the game. We're all pawns and players, both.