The Assyrian commanders in Griffith's Judith would, without great embarrassment, stand this test.
But it may not be the pursuit of an enemy we have in mind.

It may be a spring celebration, horsemen in Arcadia, going to some happy tournament.
Where will we find our precedents for such a cavalcade?
Go to any museum.
Find the Parthenon room.

High on the wall is the copy of the famous marble frieze of the young citizens who are in the procession in praise of Athena.

Such a rhythm of bodies and heads and the feet of proud steeds, and above all the profiles of thoroughbred youths, no city has seen since that day.

The delicate composition relations, ever varying, ever refreshing, amid the seeming sameness of formula of rider behind rider, have been the delight of art students the world over, and shall so remain.