Villain, a horse--Villain, I say, give me a horse to fly, To swim the river, villain, and to fly.

His golden locks time hath to silver turned.

His golden locks time hath to silver turned, O time too swift! O swiftness never ceasing! His youth 'gainst Time and Age hath ever spurned, But spurned in vain! Youth waneth by increasing.

Honor, the spur that pricks the princely mind

The riders would not jump their horses in these conditions and what is very astounding is the powers that be don't read the FEI rulebook which says welfare of the horse above all,

There was a larger use of the farm with the horses. Now there are no longer horses there. It is now strictly used as an outdoor laboratory for our agriculture production courses.