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And like a sheet of fire, through the dun gloom So abject is a tyrant in distress!
Streaming meteorous. The soldiers shouts,

At last, within the narrow plain confin'd,
And all the brazen instruments of war,

A listed field, mark'd out for bloody deeds, With mutual clamour, and united din,

An amphitheatre more glorious far Fill the large concave. While from camp to camp Than ancient Rome could boalt, they crowd in They catch the varied sounds, floating in air, Round all the wide circumference, tigers fell Dismay'd, and quite appallid. In meet array Shrink at the noise, deep in his gloomy den Sheath'd in refulgent arms, a noble band The lion starts, and morsels yet unchew'd

Advance; great lords of high imperial blood, Drop from his trembling jaws. Now all at once Early resolv'd t'assert their royal race, Onward they march embattled, to the found And prove by glorious deeds their valour's growth Of martial harmony; fifes, cornets, drums, Mature, ere yet the callow down has spread Thac rouse the sleepy soul to arms, and bold Its curling Thade. On bold Arabian steeds Heroic deeds. In parties here and there

With decent pride they fit, that fearless bear Detach'd o'er hill and dale, the hunter's range The lion's dreadful roar; and down the rock Inquisitive; Itrong dogs, that match in fight Swist-shooting plunge, or o'er the mountain's ridge The boldest brute, around their masters wait, Stretching along, the greedy tiger leave A faithful guard. No haunt unicarch'd, they Panting behind. On foot their faithful flaves drive

With javelins arm’d attend; each watchful eye From every covert, and from every den,

Fix'd on his youthful care, for him alone The burking savages. Inceffant shouts

He fears, and, to redeem his life, unmou'd Re-echo through the woods, and kindling fires Would lose his own. The mighty Aurengzebe, Gleam from the mountain tops; the forest seems From his high elevated throne, beholds One mingling blaze : like flocks of theep they His blooming race; revolving in his mind fly,

What once he was, in his gay spring of life,
Before the flaming brand : fierce lions, pards, When vigour trung his nerves. Parental joy
Boars, tigers, bears, and wolves; a dreadful crew Melts in his eye, and flushes in his cheek.
Of grim blood-thirsty foes; growling along, Now the loud trumpet sounds a charge. The
They talk indignant; but fierce vengeance fill

Hangs pealing on their rear, and pointed spears Of eager hosts, through all the circling line,
Prefeat immcdiate death. Soon as the night And the wild howlings of the beasts within
Wrape in her sable veil forbids the chase,

Rend wide the welkin, Aights of arrows, wing'd They pitch their tents, in even ranks, around With death, and javelins launch from cvery arm, The circling camp. The guards are plac'd, and Gall sore the brutal bands, with many a wound fires

Gor'd through and through. Despair at last preAt proper distances ascending rise,

vails, And paint th' horizon with their ruddy light. When fainting nature fhrinks, and rouses all So round some island's shore of large extent, Their drooping courage. Swell’d with furious Amid the gloomy horrors of the night,

rage, The billows breaking on the pointed rocks, Their eyes dart fire; and on the youthful band seem all one flame, and the bright circuit wide They rush implacable. They their broad shields appears a bulwark of surrounding fire,

Quick interpole ; on each devoted head What dreadful howlings, and whac hideous roar, Their flaning falchions, as the bolts of Jove, Disturb those peaceful thades! where erit the bird Descend unerring. Prostrate on the ground What glads the night had chear'd the listening The grinning monsters lie, and their fout gore groves

(gloom Defiles the verdant plain. Nor idle stand l'ith sweet complainings. Through the filent | The trusty flaves; with pointed spears they pierce ft they the guards affail; as oft repeil'd Through their tough hides; or at their gaping "hey fly reluctant, with hot boiling rage

mouths aug to the quick, and mad with wild despair. An easier paffage find. The king of brutes "hus day by day they still the chase renew, In broken roarings breathes his laft; the bear t night encamp; till now in streighter bounds Grumbles in death ; nor can his fpotted skin, he circle lefluns, and the beasts perceive

'Though fleek it shine, with varied beauties gay, he wall that hcms them in on every lide. Save the proud pard from unrelenting fate. nd now their fury bursts, and knows no mean; The battle bleeds, grim slaughter strides along, om man they turn, and point their ill-judg'dGlutting her greedy jaws, grins o'er her prey. rage

Men, horses, dogs, fierce beasts of every kind, gainst their fellow brutes. With teeth and claws A frange promiscuous carnage, drench'd in blood, he civil war begins; grappling they tear. And heaps on heaps amass'd. What yet remain ions on tigers prey, and bears on wolves : Alive, with vain allault contend to break orrible discord! till the crowd behind

Th' impenetrable line. Others, whom fear routing purluc, and part the bloody fray. Inspires with self-preserving wiles, beneath conce their wrath subsides; tame as thc lamb The bodies of the flain for thelter crecp. he lion hangs his head, the furious pard, Aghat they fly, or hide their heads dispers’d. wid and subdued, flies from the face of man, And now perchance (had Heavca but pleas'd) the ir bears one glance of his commanding cye.



of death had been complete ; and Aurengzebe Seiz'd by his guileful arts, with sweet warm blood By one dread frown extinguish'd half their race. Supplies a rich repast. The mournful ewe, When lo! the bright sultanas of his court Her dearest treasure lok, through the dun night Appear, and to his ravish'd eyes display

Wanders perplex'd, and darkling bleats in vain : Those charms but rarely to the day reveal'd. While in th' adjacent bush, poor Philomel,

Lowly they bend, and humbly sue, to save (Herself a parent once, till wanton churls The vanquilh'd hoft. What mortal can deny Despoil'd her nest) joins in her loud lamients, When suppliant beauty begs? At his command, With sweeter notes, and mote melodious wo. Opening to right and left, the well-train'd troops For these nocturnal thieves, huntsmen prepare Leave a large void for their retreating foes. The sharpest vengeance. Oh! how glorious 'cis Away they fly, on wings of fear upborn,

To right th' oppress'd, and bring the felon vile To seek on diftant hills their late abodes.

To just disgrace! Ere yet the morning peep, Ye proud oppressors, whose vain hearts exult Or fars retire from the first blush of day, In wantonness of power, 'gainst the brute race, With thy far echoing voice alarm thy pack, Fierce robbers like yourselves, a guildless war And rouse thy bold compeers. Then to the copfer Wage uncontroul’d: here quench your thirt of Thick with entangling grass, or prickly furze, blood;

With silence lead thy many-coloured hounds, learn from Aurengzebe to Spare mankind. In all their beauty's pride. See ! how they range

Dispers’d, how busily this way, and that,
They cross, examining with curious nose

Each likely haunt. Hark! on the drag I hear

Their doubtful notes, preluding to a cry
More nobly full, and swell's with every mouth.

As straggling armies, at the trumpet's voice, Of King Edgar, and his imposing a tribute of Press to their standard; hither all repair,

wolves heads upon the kings of Wales : from And hurry through the woods; with hafty step hence a transition to fox-hunting, which is de- Rustling, and full of hope ; now driven on heaps fcribed in all its parts. Cenfure of an over-nu- They push, they drive; while from his kennel merous pack. Of the several engines to destroy

sneaks foxes and other wild beasts. The steel-trap de- The conscious villain. See! he skulks along, scribed, and the manner of using it. Descrip- Sleek at the shepherd's cost, and plump with meals tion of the pit-fall for the lion; and another for Purloin'd. So thrive the wicked here below. the elephant. The ancient way of hunting the Though high his brush he hear, though tipt with tiger with a mirror. The Arabian manner of

It gally thine ; yet ere the fun declin' (white hunting the wild boar. Description of the royal Recal the shades of night, the pamper'd rogue chase at Windsor Forest. Concludes with an ad. Shall rue his fate revers'd; and at his heels dress to his Majesty, and an eulogy upon mercy. Behold the just avenger, swift to feize

His forfeit head, and thirsting for his blood. In Albion's ifle, when glorious Edgar reign'd, Heavens ! what melodious strains! how beat He, wisely provident, from her white cliffe

our hearts Launch'd half her forests, and with numerous fleets Big with tumultuous joy! the loaded gales Cover'd his wide domain : there proudly rode Breathe harmony; and as the tempest drives Lord of the deep, the great prerogative

From wood to wood, through every dark récess Of British monarchs. Each invader bold, The forest thunders, and the mountains fhake. Dape and Norwegian, at a distance gaz'd, The chorus swells ; less various, and less sweet, And, disappointed, gnalh'd his teeth in vain. The trilling notes, when in those very groves, He scour'd the feas, and to remoteft fhores The feather'd choristers salute the spring. With swelling fails the trembling corsair fled, And every bush in concert joins; or when Rich commerce flourish'd; and with busy oars The maker's hand, in modulaced air, Dash'd the resounding surge. Nor less at land Bids the loud organ breathe, and all the powers His royal cares; wise, potent, gracious prince ! Of music in one instrument combine, His subjects from their cruel foes he say'd, An universal minstrelfy. And now And from rapacious favages their flocks:

In vain each earth he tries, the doors are barr'& Cambria's proud kings (though with reluctance) | Impregnable, nor is the covert fafe; paid

He pants for purer air. Hark! what loud fhouts Their tributary wolves ; head after head,

Re-echo through the groves! he breaks away. In full account, till the woods yield no more, Shrill horns proclaim his flight. Each ftraggling And all the ravenous race extin& is loft

hound In fertile pastures, more securely graz'd

Strains o'er the lawn to reach the distant pack. The social troops: and foon their large increase 'Tis triumph all and joy. Now, my brave youths, With curling fleeces whiten'd all the plains. Now give a loose to the clean generous steed; But yet, alas! the wily fox remain’d,

Flourish the whip, nor spare the galling spur; A subtle, pilfering foe, prowling around

But, in the ma iness of delight, forge: lo midnight shades, and wakeful to destroy. Your fears. Far o'er the rocky bills we range, the full fold, the poor defenceless lamb,

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True courage never fails. In vain the stream Of sudden death. Ha! yet he dies, nor yields In foaming eddies whirls; in vain the ditch l'o black despair. But one loose more, and all Wide gaping threatens death. The craggy steep,

His wiles are vain. Hark! through yon village Where the poor dizzy shepherd crawls with care, And clings to every twig, gives us no pain ; The rattling clamour rings. The barns, the cots, But down we sweep, as stoops che falcon bold And leafless elms return the joyous sounds. To pounce his prey. Then up th' opponent hill, Through every homestall, and through every yard, By the swift motion fung, we mount aloft : His midnight waiks, panting, forlorn, he flies; So thips in winter seas now sliding link

Through every hole he sneaks, throuyh every jakes Adown the steepy wave, then tots'd on high Plunging he wades besmear'd, and t ndly hopes Ride on the billows, and defy the storm.

In a superior Atench to lose his own : What lengths we pass! where will the wander But, faithful to the track, th' unerring hounds ing chase

With peals of echoing vengeance close pursue. Lead us bewilder'd! smooth as swallows skim And now distress'd, no sheltering covert near, The new-horn mead, and far more swift, we fly. Into the hen-roost creeps, whose walls with gore See my brave pack; how to the head they press, Distain'd atteft his guilt. There, villain, there Jofiling in close array, then more diffuse

Expect thy fate deserv'd. And foon from thence Obliquely wheel, while from their opening mouths The pack inquisitive, with clamour loud, The vollied thunder breaks. So when the cranes Drag out their ttembling prize; and on his blood Their annual voyage steer, with wanton wing With greedy transport feait. In bolder notes Their figure oft they change, and their loud clang Each founding horn proclaims the selon dead : From cloud to cloud rebounds. How far behind And all th' assembled village shouts for joy. The hunter crew, wide-ftraggling o'er the plain! The farmer, who beholds his mortal foe The panting courser now with trembling nerves Stretch'd at his feet, apį lauds the glorious deed, Begins to recl; urg'd by the goring spur,

And grateful calls us to a short repaft : Makes many a faint effort: he snorts, he foams, In the full glass the liquid anber smiles, The big round drops cun trickling dowo his sides, Our native product. And his good old mate With sweat and blood distain'd. Look back and With choicest viands heaps the liberal board, view

To crown our triumphs, and reward our toils. The strange confusion of the vale below,

Here must th’initructive muse (but with resped) Where four vexation reigns ; see yon poor jade, Censure that numerous pack, that crowd of itare, In vain th' impatiene rider frets and swears;

With which the vain profufion of the great
With galling ipurs harrows his mangled sides; Covers the lawn, and shakes the trembling copre.
He can no more : his stiff unpliant limbs

Pompous incambrance: A magnificence
Rooted in earth, unmov'd and fix'd he stands, Useless, vexatious! For the wily fox,
For every cruel curse returns a groan,

Sase in th' increasing number of his foes,
And jobs, and faints, and dies. Who without grief Kens well the great advantage : flinks behind,
Can view that pamper'd steed, his master's joy, And flyly creeps through the same beaten track,
His minion, and his daily care, well cloth'd, And hunts then ftep by step: then views, escap'd,
Well fed with every nicer cate; no cost,

With inward ecstaty, the panting throng No labour spar'd; who, when the flying chase In their own footsteps puzzled, foil'd, and loft. Broke from the copse, without a rival led So when proud eastern kings summon to arnis The numerous train ; now a sad spectacle

Their gaudy legions, from far difiant climes Of pride brought low, and humble insolence, They flock in crowds, unpeopling half a world: Drove like a pannier'd ass, and scourg'd along. But when the day of battle calls them forth While these, with loosen'd reinsand dangling heels, To charge the well-traind foe, a band compact Hang on their reeling palfreys, that scarce bear of chosen veterans; they press blindiy on, Their weights : another in the treacherous bog In heaps confus'd, by their own weapons fall Lies Aoundering half ingulf 'd. What biting | A smoking caruage scatter'd o'er the plain. thoughts

Nor hounds alone this noxious brood destroy : Torments th' abandon'd crew! Old age laments The plunder'd warrener full many a wile His vigour spent : the tall, plump, brawny youth Devises to entrap his greedy foe, Curses his cumberous bulk; and envies now Fat with no&urnal spoils. At close of day, The short pygmaan race, he whilom kenn'd With filence drags his tail : then from the ground With proud insulting leer. A chosen few Pares thin the close-graz'd turf; there with nice Alone the sport enjoy, nor droop beneath

hand Their pleasing toils. Here, huntsman, from this Covers the latent death, with curious springs height

Prepar'd to fly at once, whene'er the tread Observe yon birds of prey; if I can judge, Of man or beatt unwarily thall press 'Tis there the villain lurks: they hover round The yielding surface. By th' indented feel And claim him as their own. Was I not right? With gripe tenacious held, the felon grins, See! there he creeps along; his brush he drags, And ftruggles, but in vain : yet oft 'tis known, And sweeps the mire impure; from his wide jaws when every art has fail'd the captive for His tongue unmoiften'd hangs; symptoms too Has Shar'd the wounded joint, and with a limb fure

Compounded for his life. But, if perchapcs VOL VII,

In the deep pitfall plung'd, there's no escape ; The cooler breeze, that from the sea-beat thore
But unrepriev'd he dies, and bleach'd in air, Delightful breathes, or in the limpid stream
The jest of clowns, his reeking carcase hangs. To lave his panting fides; joyous he scents

Of these are various kinds ; not even the king The rich repast, unweeting of the death
Of brutes evades this decp devouring grave : That lurks within. And soon he sporting breaks
But, by the wily African betray'd,

The britele boughs, and greedily devours Heedless of fate, within its gaping jaws

The fruit delicious. Ah! too dearly bought; Expires indignant. When the orient beam The price is life. For now the treacherous turf With blushes paints the dawn ; and all the race Trembling gives way; and the unwieldy bealt, Carnivorous, with blood full-gorg'd, retire Self-linking, drops into the dark profound. Into their darksome cells, there fatiate (nore So when dilated vapours, struggling, heave O'er dripping offals, and the mangled limbs Th' incumbent earth; if chance the cavern'd Of men and beasts; the painful forester

ground Climbs the high hills, whose proud aspiriog tops Shrinking subfide, and the thin surface yield, With the tall cedar crown'd, and taper fir, Down links at once the ponderous dome, inguif'd Affail the clouds. There ʼmong the craggy rocks, With all its towers. Subtle, delusive man! And thickets intricate, trembling he views How various are thy wiles! artful to kill His footsteps in the sand; the dismal road

Thy favage foes, a dull unthinking race! And avenue to death. Hither he calls

Fierce from his lair, springs forth the speckled pardo His wathful bands; and low into the ground Thirsting for blood, and eager to destroy; A pit they sink, full many á fathom deep.

The huntsman fies, but to his flight alone Then in the midít a column high is rear'd, Confides not : at convenient distance fix'd, The butt of some fair tree ; upon whose top A polish'd mirror ftops in full career A lamb is plac'd, just ravilh'd from his dam. The furious brute : he there his image views; And next a wall they build, with fones and earth Spots against spots with rage improving glow; Encircling round, and hiding from all view Another pard his brilly whiskers curls, The dreadful precipice. Now when the Mades Grins as he grins, fierce meuacing, and wide Of night hang lowering o'er the mountain's brow; Diftends his opening paws; himself against And hunger keen, and pungent thirst of blood, Himself oppos’d, and with dread vengeance arm’d. Rouse up the flothful beast, he shakes his sides, The huntsman, now secure, with fatal aim Slow-rising from his lair, and stretches wide Directs the pointed spear, by which transfix'd Flis ravenous paws, with recent gore distain'd. He dies, and with him dies the rival shade. 'The forests tremble, as he roars aloud,

Thus man innumerous engines forms, e' affail Inpatient to destroy. O'erjoy'd he hears

The favage kind; but most the docile horse, The blearing innocent, that claims in vain Swift and confederate with man, annoys The shepherd's care, and seeks with pireous moan His brethren of the plains; without whose aid The foodful teat; himself, alas! defign'd

The hunter's arts are vain, unskill'd to wage Another's meal. For now the greedy brute With the more active brutes an equal war. Winds him from far; and leaping o'er the mound But borne by him, without the well-train'd pack; To seize his trembling prey, headlong is plung'd Man dares his foe, on wings of wind secure. Into the deep abyss. Prostrare he lies

Him the fierce Arab niounts, and, with his Allunnd and impotent. Ah! what avail

troop Thine eye-balls Haihing fire, thy length of tail, Of bold compeers, ranges the deserts wild. That lashes thy broad fides, thy jaws besmear'd Where, by the magnet's aid, the traveller With blood and offals crude, thy thaggy mane Steers his untrodden course; yet ost on land The terror of the woods, thy lately port,

Is wreck'd, in the high-rolling waves of land And bulk enormous, tince by ftratagem

Immerit and lost. While these intrepid bands, Thy strength is foild ? Unequal is the ftrise, Safe in their horse-speed, out-fly the Storm. [prey. When sovereign reason combats brutal rage. And scouring round, make men and beasts their On difant Ethiopia's fun burnt coast,

The grilly boar is singled from his herd, The black inhabitants a pitfall frame,

As large as that in Erimanthian woods, But of a different kind, and different use!

A match for Hercules. Round him they fly With slender poles the wide capacious mouth, In circles wide ; and each in paling sends And hurdles flight, they close; o'er these is spread | His feather's death into his brawny sides. A floor of verdant turf, with all its flowers But perilous th' attempt. For if the steed Smiling delusive, and from ftri&eft search

Hapiy too near approach ; or the loose earth Concealing the deep grave that yawns below. His fouting fail, the watchful angry beast Then boughs of trees they cut, with tempting fruit Th' advantage (pies; and at one fidelong glance of various kinds surcharg'd; the downy peach, Rips up his groin. Wounded, he rears aloft, The clustering vine, and of bright golden rind, And, plunging from his back the rider hurls The fragrant orange. Soon as evening gray Precipitant ; chen bleediug spurns the ground, Advances flow, besprinkling all around

And drags his reeking entrails o'er the plain. With kind refreshing dews the thirity glebe, Mean while the surly monster trots along, The stately elephant from the close shade

But with unequal speed; for atill they wound, With step majestic frides, eager to tasto

Swifi-whceling in the spacious ring. A wood

of dirts upon his back he bears; adown

Let loose the general chorus; fat around His tortur'd fides, the crimson torrents roll Joy spreads its wings, and the gay morning smiles. From many a gaping font And now at last Unharbour'd now the royal flag forsakes Staggering he falls, in blood and foam expires. His wonted lair; he takes his dappled fides,

But whither roves my devious muse, intenc And cofles high his beany head, the copse On antique tales? While yet the royal stag Beneath his antlers bends. What doubling thises Unsung remains. Tread with relpectful awe He tries! not more the wily hare ; in these Windsor's green glades; where Denham, tuneful Would still persilt, did not the full mouth'd pack bard,

With dreadful concert thunder in his rear. Charm'd once the listening Dryads, with his song The woods reply, the hunter's cheering shouts Sublimcly sweet. O! grant me, sacred shade, Float through the glades, and the wide forelt rings, To glean fubmifs what thy full sickle leaves. How merrily they chant! their nostrils deep

The morning sun, that gilds with trembling rays Inhale the grateful steam. Such is the cry,
Windsor's high towers, beholds the courtly train And such ch'harmonious din, the soldier deems
Mount for the chase, nor views in all his course The battle kindling, and the statesman grave
A scene so gay: heroic, noble youths,

Forgets his weighty cares ; each age, each fcx,
In arts and arms renown'd, and lovely nymphs In the wild transport joins ; luxuriant joy,
'The fairest of this ille, where beauty dwells And pleasure in excess, sparkling exulc
Delighted, and deserts her Papbiao grove

On every brow, and revel ucrestraia'd. For our more favour'd shades: in proud parade How happy art thou, man, when thou’rt no more These shine magnificent, and press around Thyself: when all the pangs that grind thy soul, The royal happy pair. Great in themselves, In rapture and in (weet oblivion loit, They smile superior; of external show

Yield a short interval and ease from pain! Regardless, while their inbred virtues give

See the swift courser strains, his shining hoofs A luftre to their power, and grace their court Securely beat the folid ground. Who now With real fplendors, far above the pomp

The dangerous pitfall fears, with tangling heath Of eastern kings, in all their tinsel pride.

High-overgrown? or who the quivering bog Like troop of Amazons, the female band Soft yielding to the step? All now is plain, Prance round their cars, not in refulgent arms Plain as the strand sea lav'd, that stretches far As those of old; unskill'd to wield the sword, Beneath the rocky fhure. Glades crolling glades Or bend the bow, these kill with surer aim. The forest opens to our wondering view : The royal offspring, fairest of the fair,

Such was the king's command. Let tyrants fierce J.cad on the splendid crain. Anna more bright Lay walte the world; his the most glorious part Than summer suns, or as the lightning keen, To check their pride; and when the brazen voice With irresistible effulgence arm’d,

Of war is huth'd (as erst victorious Rome) Fires every heart. He must be more than man, T'employ his station'd legions in the works Who unconcern'd can bear the piercing ray. Of peace; to smooth the rugged wildernesi, Amelia, milder than the blushing dawn,

To drain the stagnate fen, to raise the slope With (wece engaging air, but equal power, Depending road, and to make gay the face Insengbly subdues, and in soft chains

Of nature, with th'embelliihments of art. Her willing captives leads. Mustrious maids, How melts my beating heart! as I behold Ever triumphant! whole victorious charms, Each lovely nymph, our island's boast and pride, Without the needless aid of high descent,

Puth on the generous steed, that strokes along Had aw'd mankind, and taught the world's great O'er rough, o'er smooth, nor heeds the fieepy hill, lords

Nor saulters in th' extended vale below :
To bow and sue for grace. But who is he Their garments loosely waving in the wind,
Fresh as a rose-bud newly blown, and fair And all the Auth of beauty in their cheeks!
As opening hilies; on whom every eye

While at their fides their pensive lovers wait,
With joy and admiratiou dwells ? See, fee, Direct their dubious courle; now chill'd with fear
He reins his docile barb with manly grace. Solicitous, and now with love infiam'd.
Is it Adonis for the chase array'd ?

0! grant, indulgent Heaven, no rising storm Or Britain's second hope? Hail, blooming youth! May darken with black wings this glorious scene ! May all your virtues with your years improve, Should fome malignant power thus damp our joys, Till in confummate worth, you shine the pride Vain were the gloomy cave, such as ot old Of thcle our days, and to succeeding times Betray'd to lawlefs love the Tyrian queen. A bright example. As his guard of mutes For Britain's virtuous nymphs are chatte as fair, On the great sultan wait, with eyes deject, Spotless, unblam'd, with equal triumph reign And fix'd on earth, no voice, no sound is heard In the dun gloom, as in the blaze of day. Within the wide ferail, but all is hushid,

Now the blown ftag, through woods, bogs, And awful fileece reigns; thus stand the pack

roads, and Itreams Mute and unmov'd, and cowering low to carth, Has meafur'd half the forest ; but alas ! While pass the glittering court, and royal pair : He flies in vain, he flies not from his fears. So disciplin'd the hounds, and so reserved, Though far he cast che lingering pack behind, Whole honour 'tis to glad the hearts of kings. His haggar'd fancy still with horror views But soon the winding horn, and huntsman's voice, The fel defroyer ; ftill the fatal cry

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