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Spots against spots with rage improving glow; The royal otispring, fairest of the fair,
Lead on the splendid train. Anna, more bright
Ever triumphant! whose victorious charms, His breihren of the plains; without whose aid Without the needless aid of high descent, The hunter's arts are vain, unskill'd to wage Had aw'd mankind, and laught the world's great With the more active brutes an equal war.
Him the fierce Arab mounts, and, with his troop As opening lilies; on whom every eye
He reins his docile barb with manly grace.
A bright example. As his guard of mutes As large as that in Erimanthian woods,
On the great sultan wait, with eyes deject, A match for Hercules. Round him they fly And fix'd on earth, no voice, no sound is heard In circles wide; and each in passing sends Within the wide serail, but all is hush'd, His feather'd death into his brawny sides.
And awful silence reigns ; thus stand the pack But perilous th' attempt. For if the steed Mute and unmov'd, and cowering low to earth, Haply too near approach; or the loose earth While pass the glittering court, and royal pair : His footing fail, the watchful angry beast So disciplin'd those hounds, and so reserv'd, Th' advantage spies; and at one sidelong glance Whose honor 'tis to glad the hearts of kings. Rips up his groin. Wounded, he rears aloft, But soon the winding horn, and huntsman's voice, And, plunging, from his back the rider hurls Let loose the general chorus ; far around Precipitant; then bleeding spurns the ground, Joy spreads its wings, and the gay morning smiles And drags his reeking entrails o'er the plain. Unharbor'd now the royal stag forsakes Meanwhile the surly monster trots along,
His wonted lair; he shakes his dappled sides, But with unequal speed; for still they wound, And losses high his beamy head; the copse Swift-wheeling in the spacious ring. A wood Beneath his antlers bends. What doubling shifts Of darts upon his back he bears; adown
He tries! not more the wily hare ; in these Ilis lortur'd sides, the crimson torrents roll Would still persist, did not the full-mouth'd pack From many a gaping font. And now at last With dreadful concert thunder in his rear. Staggering he falls, in blood and foam expires. The woods reply, the hunter's cheering shouts
But whither roves my devious Muse, intent Float through the glades, and the wide 'forest rings On antique tales? while yet the royal stag How merrily they chant! their nostrils deep Unsung remains. Tread with respectful awe [bard, Inhale the grateful steam. Such is the cry, Windsor's green glades; where Denham, tuneful And such the harmonious din, the soldier deems Charm'd once the listening Dryads, with his song
The baule kindling, and the statesman grave Sublimely sweet. O! grant me, sacred shade, Forgets his weighty cares; each age, each sex, To glean submiss what thy full sickle leaves. In the wild transport joins; luxuriant joy,
The morning Sun, that gilds with trembling rays And pleasure in excess, sparkling exult
Thyself! when all the pangs that grind thy soul,
See the swift courser strains, bis shining hoofs For our more favor'd shades: in proud parade Securely beat the solid ground. Who now These shine magnificent, and press around The dangerous pitfall fears, with tangling heath The royal happy pair. Great in themselves, High-overgrown? or who the quivering bog They smile superior; of external show
Soft-yielding to the step? All now is plain, Regardless, while their inbred virtues give Plain as the strand sea-lav'd, that stretches far A lustre to their power, and grace their court Beneath the rocky shore. Glades crossing glades, With real splendors, far above the pomp
The forest opens to our wondering view: or Eastern kings, in all their tinsel pride. Such was the king's command. Let tyrants fierce Like troops of Amazons, the female band Lay waste the world; bis the more glorious part Prance round their cars, not in refulgent arms To check their pride; and when the brazen voice As those of old ; unskilld to wield the sword, Of war is hush'd (as erst victorious Rome) Or bend the bow, these kill with surer aim. |T' employ his station'd legions in the works
Of peace; to smooth the rugged wilderness, And lifts his weary limbs with pain, that scarce
How melts my beating heart! as I behold Some prying eye surprise him; soon he rears
At his weak shifts and unavailing frauds. Their garments loosely waving in the wind, So midnight tapers waste their last remains, And all the flush of beauty in their cheeks! Shine forth awhile, and as they blaze expire. While at their sides their pensive lovers wait, From wood to wood redoubling thunders roll, Direct their dubious course; now chill’d with fear And bellow through the vales; the moving storra Solicitious, and now with love inflam'd.
Thickens amain, and loud triumphant shouts, O! grant, indulgent Heaven, no rising storm And horns shrill-warbling in each glade, prelude May darken with black wings this glorious scene! To his approaching fate. And now in view Should some malignant power thus damp our joys, With hobbling gait, and high, exerts amaz'd Vain were the gloomy cave, such as of old What strength is lest: to the last dregs of life Betray'd to lawless love the Tyrian queen. Reduc'd, his spirits fail, on every side For Britain's virtuous nymphs are chaste as fair, Hemm'd in, besieg'd; not the least opening left Spotless, unblam'd, with equal triumph reign To gleaming hope, th'unhappy's last reserve. In the dun gloom, as in the blaze of day.
Where shall he turn? or whither fly ? Despair Now the blown stag, through woods, bogs, roads, Gives courage to the weak. Resolv'd to die, and streams
He fears no more, but rushes on his foes, Has measur'd half the forest; but alas!
And deals bis deaths around; beneath his feet He flies in vain, he flies not from his fears. These grovelling lie, those by his antlers gor'd Though far he cast the lingering pack behind, Defile th' ensanguin'd plain. Ah! see distress'd His haggard fancy still with horror views
He stands at bay against yon knotty trunk,
That covers well his rear, his front presents
Fly diverse ; then as o'er the turf he strains,
He vents the cooling stream, and up the breeze But wrung with anguish, bears not long the sight, Urges his course with equal violence : Shoots down the steep, and sweats along the vale. Then takes the soil, and plunges in the flood There mingles with the herd, where once he reign's Precipitant; down the mid-stream he wafts Proud monarch of the groves, whose clashing beain Along, till (like a ship distress'd, that runs His rivals aw'd, and whose exalted power Into some winding creek) close to the verge Was still rewarded with successful love.
of a small island, for his weary feet But the base herd have learn’d the ways of men, Sure anchorage he finds, there skulks immers'd. Averse they fly, or with rebellious aim
His nose alone above the wave draws in Chase him from thence: needless their impious deed, The vital air; all else beneath the flood The huntsman knows him by a thousand marks, Conceald, and lost, deceives each prying eye Black, and imbost; nor are his hounds deceiv'd ; Of man or brute. In vain the crowding pack Too well distinguish these, and never leave Draw on the margin of the stream, or cut Their once devoted foe; familiar grows
The liquid wave with oary feet, that more His scent, and strong their appetite to kill. In equal time. The gliding waters leave Again he flies, and with redoubled speed
No trace behind, and his contracted pores Skims o'er the lawn; still the tenacious crew But sparingly perspire : the huntsman strains Hang on the track, aloud demand their prey, His laboriug lungs, and puffs his cheeks in vain: And push him many a league. If haply then At length a blood-hound bold, studious to kill, Too far escap'd, and the gay courily train
And exquisite of sense, winds him from far; Behind are cast, the huntsman's clanging whip Headlong he leaps into the flood, his mouth Stops full their bold career ;. passive they stand, Loud opening spends amain, and his wide throat Unmov'd, an humble, an obsequious crowd, Swells every note with joy ; then fearless dives As if by stern Medusa gaz'd to stones.
Beneath the wave, hangs on his haunch, and wounds So at their general's voice whole armies halt Th' unhappy brute, that flounders in the stream In full pursuit, and check their thirst of blood. Sorely distress'd, and struggling strives to mount Soon at the king's command, like hasty streams The steepy shore. Haply once more escap'd, Dammd up awhile, they foam, and pour along Again he stands at bay, amid the groves With fresh recruited might. The stag, who hop'd of willows, bending low their downy heads. His foes were lost, now once more hears astunn'a Outrageous transport fires the greedy pack; The dreadful din; he shivers every limb, These swim the deep, and those crawl up with pain He starts, he bounds, each bush presents a foe. The slippery bank, while others on firm land Press'd by the fresh relay, no pause allow'd, Engage; the stag repels each bold assault, Breathless, and faint, he falters in his pace, Maintains his post, and wounds for wounds returns
As when some wily corsair boards a ship
Should he not kill, as erst the Samian sage Full-freighted, or from Afric's golden coasts, Taught unadvis'd, and Indian brachmans nu'n Or India's wealthy strand, his bloody crew As vainly preach; the teeming ravenous brutes Upon her deck he slings; these in the deep Might fill the scanty space of this terrene, Drop short, and swim to reach her steepy sides, Encumbering all the globe: should not his care And clinging climb aloft; while those on board Improve his growing stock, their kinds might fail; Urge on the work of Fate ; the master bold, Man might once more on roots and acorns seed, Press'd to his last retreat, bravely resolves And through the deserts range, shivering, forlorn, To sink his wealth beneath the whelming wave, Quite destitute of every solace dear, flis wealth, his foes, nor unreveng'd to die. And every smiling gaiety of life. So fares it with the stag : so he resolves
The prudent huntsman therefore will supply To plunge at once into the flood below,
With annual large recruits his broken pack, Himself, his foes, in one deep gulf immers'd. And propagate their kind; as from the root Ere yet he executes this dire intent,
Fresh scions still spring forth and daily yield In wild disorder once more views the light; New blooming honors to the parent-tree. Beneath a weight of woe he groans distress'd, Far shall his pack be fam’d, far sought his breed, The tears run trickling down his hairy cheeks ; And princes at their tables feast those hounds, He weeps, nor weeps in vain. The king beholds His hand presents, an acceptable boon. His wretched plight, and tenderness innate
Ere yet the Sun through the bright Ram has urg'd Moves his great soul. Soon at his high command His steepy course, or mother Earth unbound Rebuk'd, the disappointed, hungry pack
Her frozen bosom lo the Western gale ; Retire submiss, and grumbling quit their prey. When feather'd troops, their social leagues dissolv'd. Great Prince! from thee what may thy subjects Select their mates, and on the leafless olm hope ;
The noisy rook builds high her wicker nest, So kind, and so beneficent to brutes!
Mark well the wanton females of thy pack, O Mercy, heavenly born! sweet attribute! That curl their taper tales, and frisking court Thou great, thou best prerogative of power! Their piebald mates enamour'd; their red eyes Justice may guard the throne, but, join'd with thee, Flash fires impure ; nor rest nor food they take, On rocks of adamant it stands secure,
Goaded by furious love. In separate cells
The growling rivals in dread battle join,
Heroes of old with far less fury fought
For the bright Spartan dame, their valor's prize.
Stretch'd on the ground; thy kennel shall appear
A field of blood : like some unhappy town
In civil broils confus'd, while Discord shakes of the necessity of destroying some beasts, and pre- Her bloody scourge aloft, fierce parties rage.
serving others for the use of man. Of breeding Staining their impious hands in mutual death ; of hounds; the season for this business. The And still the best belov'd, and bravest fall : choice of the dog, of great moment. Of the Such are the dire effects of lawless love. litter of whelps. Of the number to be reared. Huntsman! these ills by timely prudent care Of setting them out to their several walks. Care Prevent: for every longing dame select to be taken to prevent their hunting too soon. Some happy paramour; to him alone Of entering the whelps. Of breaking them from In leagues connubial join. Consider well running at sheep. Of the diseases of hounds. His lineage; what his fathers did of old, Of their age. Of madness; two sorts of it de-Chiefs of the pack, and first to climb the rock, scribed, the dumb and outrageous madness : its Or plunge into the deep, or thread the brake dreadful effects. Burning of the wound recom- With thorn sharp-pointed, plash’d, and briers in. mended as preventing all ill consequences. The infectious hounds to be separated, and fed apart. Observe with care his shape, sort, color, size. The vanity of trusting to the many infallible Nor will sagacious huntsmen less regard cures for this malady. The dismal effects of the His inward habits: the vain babbler shun, biting of a mad dog, upon man, described. De- Ever loquacious, ever in the wrong. scription of the otter hunting. The conclusion. His foolish offspring shall offend thy cars
With false alarms, and loud impertinence. WHATE'ER of earth is form'd, to earth returns Nor less the shifting cur avoid, that breaks Dissolv'd : the various objects we behold, Hlusive from the pack; to the next hedge Plants, animals, this whole materia, mass,
Devious he strays, there every muse he tries : Are ever changing, ever new. The soul
If haply then he cross the steaming scent, Of man alone, that particle divine,
Away he flies vain-glorious; and exults Escapes the wreck of worlds, when all things fail. As of the pack supreme, and in his speed Hence great the distance 'twixt the beasts that perish, And strength unrivall’d. Lo! cast far behind, And God's bright image, man's immortal race. His vex'd associates pant, and laboring strain The brute creation are his property,
To climb the steep ascent. Soon as they reach Subservient to his will, and for him made. Th'insulting boaster, his false courage fails, As hurtful these he kills, as useful those
Behind he lags, doom'd to the fatal noose, Preserves; their sole and arbitrary king.
His master's hate, and scorn of all the field,
What can from such be hop'd, but a base brood The panting wretch ; till, breathless and astunn'd Of coward curs, a frantic, vagrant race?
Stretch'd on the turf he lie. Then spare not thou When now the third revolving Moon appears, The twining whip, but ply his bleeding sides With sharpen'd horns, above th' horizon's brink, Lash after lash, and with thy threatening voice, Without Lucina's aid, expect thy hopes
Harsh-echoing from the hills, inculcate loud Are amply crown'd; short pangs produce to light His vile offence. Sooner shall trembling doves The smoking litter; crawling, helpless, blind, Escap'd the hawk's sharp talons, in mid air, Nature their guide, they seek the pouting teat Assail their dangerous foe, than he once more That plenteous streams. Soon as the tender dam Disturb the peaceful flocks. In tender age Has form'd them with her tongue, with pleasure Thus youth is train'd; as curious artists bend view
The taper pliant twig, or potters form The marks of their renown'd progenitors, Their soft and ductile clay to various shapes. Sure pledge of triumphs yet to come. All these Nor is 't enough to breed ; but to preserve, Select with joy; but to the merciless flood Must be the huntsman's care. The staunch old Expose the dwindling refuse, nor o'erload
hounds, Th’indulgent mother. If thy heart relent, Guides of thy pack, though but in number few, Unwilling to destroy, a nurse provide,
Are yet of great account; shall oft untie And to the foster-parent give the care
The Gordian knot, when reason at a stand Of thy superfluous brood; she 'll cherish kind Puzzling is lost, and all thy art is vain. The alien offspring ; pleas'd thou shalt behold O'er clogging fallows, o'er dry plaster'd roads, Her tenderness, and hospitable love.
O'er floated meads, o'er plains with flocks distain'd If frolic now and playful they desert
Rank-scenting, these must lead the dubious, Their gloomy cell, and on the verdant turf, As party-chiefs in senates who preside, With nerves improv'd, pursue the mimic chase, With pleaded reason and with well-turn'd speech, Coursing around ; unto the choicest friends Conduct the staring multitude ; so these Commit thy valued prize : the rustic dames Direct the pack, who with joint cry approve, Shall at thy kennel wait, and in their laps And loudly boast discoveries not their own. Receive thy growing hopes, with many a kiss Unnumber'd accidents, and various ills, Caress, and dignify their little charge
Attend thy pack, hang hovering o'er their heads, With some great title, and resounding name And point the way that leads to Death's dark Of high import. But cautious here observe
cave. To check their youthful ardor, nor permit Short is their span; few at the date arrive The unexperienc'd younker, immature,
Of ancient Argus, in old Homer's song Alone to range the woods, or haunt the brakes So highly honor'd: kind, sagacious brute ! Where dodging conies sport; his nerves unstrung, Not ev’n Minerva's wisdom could conceal And strength unequal; the laborious chase Thy much-lov'd master from thy nicer sense. Shall stint his growth, and his rash forward youth Dying his lord he own'd, view'd him all o'er Contract such vicious habits, as thy care
With eager eyes, then clos'd those eyes, well pleas'd And late correctioh never shall reclaim.
Of lesser ills the Muse declines to sing, When to full strength arriv'd, mature and bold, Nor stoops so low; of these each groom can tell Conduct them to the field ; not all at once, The proper remedy. But O! what care, But as thy cooler prudence shall direct,
What prudence, can prevent madness, the worst Select a few, and form them by degrees
Of maladies ? Terrific pest! that blasts To stricter discipline. With these consort The huntsman's hopes, and desolation spreads The staunch and steady sages of thy pack, Through all th' unpeopled kennel unrestrain'd, By long experience vers'd in all the wiles More fatal than thenvenom'd viper's bite; And subtle doublings of the various Chase. Or that Apulian spider's poisonous sting, Easy the lesson of the youthful train
Heal'd by the pleasing antidote of sounds. When instinct prompts, and when example guides. When Sirius reigns, and the Sun's parching beams If the too forward younker at the head
Bake the dry gaping surface, visit thou Press boldly on in wanton sportive mood, Each ev'n and morn, with quick observant eye, Correct his haste, and let him feel abash'd Thy panting pack. If, in dark sullen mood, The ruling whip. But if he stoop behind The glouting hound refuse his wonted meal, In wary modest guise, to his own nose
Retiring to some close, obscure retreat, Confiding sure ; give him full scope to work Gloomy, disconsolate ; with speed remove His winding way, and with thy voice applaud The poor infectious wretch, and in strong chains His patience, and his care: soon shalt thou view Bind him suspected. Thus that dire disease The hopeful pupil leader of his tribe,
Which art can't cure, wise caution may prevent. And all the listening pack atiend his call.
But, this neglected, soon expect a change,
Distilling fall; and from his lungs inflam'd,
Dumb, spiritless, benumb'd; till Death at last |The wound ; spare not thy flesh, nor dread th' event:
Here should the knowing Muse recount the means A yet more dreadful scene; his glaring eyes To stop this growing plague. And here, alas! Redden with fury, like some angry boar
Each hand presents a sovereign cure, and boasts
On this depend, each to his separate seat
Of leeches old, as soon as they perceive
If now perchance through the weak fence escap'd The seas as yet had cover'd him beneath Far up the wind he roves, with open mouth The foaming surge, full many a fathom deep. Inhales the cooling breeze; nor man, nor beast, A fate more dismal, and superior ills, He spares implacable. The hunter-horse, Hang o'er his head devoted. When the Moon, Once kind associate of his sylvan toils,
Closing her monthly round, returns again (Who haply now without the kennel's mound To glad the night; or when full-orb'd she shines Crops the rank mead, and listening hears with joy High in the vault of Heaven; the lurking rest The cheering cry, that morn and eve salutes Begins the dire assault. The poisonous fum His raptur'd sense,) a wretched victim falls. Through the deep wound insull'd with hostile rage, Unhappy quadruped ! no more, alas!
And all its fiery particles saline, Shall thy fond master with his voice applaud Invades th' arterial Aluid: whose red waves Thy gentleness, thy speed; or with his hand Tempestuous heave, and their cohesion broke, Stroke thy soft dappled sides, as he each day Fermenting boil; intestine war ensues, Visits thy stall, well pleas'd; no more shalt thou And order to confusion turns embroil'd. With sprightly neighings, to the winding horn, Now the distended vessels scarce contain And the loud opening pack in concert join'd, The wild uproar, but press each weaker part Glad his proud heart. For oh! the secret wound Unable to resist: the tender brain Rankling inflames, he bites the ground, and dies ! And stomach suffer most; convulsions shake Hence to the village with pernicious haste His trembling nerves, and wandering pungent pains Baleful he bends his course : the village flies Pinch sore the sleepless wretch; his fluttering pulse Alarmd ; the tender mother in her arms Oft intermits; pensive, and sad, he mourns Hugs close the trembling babe; the doors are barr'd, His cruel fate, and to his weeping friends And flying cars, by native instinct taught, Laments in vain ; to hasty anger prone, Shun the contagious bane ; the rustic bands Resents each slight offence, walks with quick step, Hurry to arms, the rude militia seize
And wildly stares; at last with boundless sway Whate'er at hand they find; clubs, forks, or guns, The tyrant frenzy reigns: for as the dog From every quarter charge the furious foe, (Whose fatal bite convey'd th' infectious bane) In wild disorder, and uncouth array:
Raving he foams, and howls, and barks, and bites; Till, now with wounds on wounds oppress'd and Like agitations in his boiling blood gor'd,
Present like species to his troubled mind; At one short poisonous gasp he breathes his last. His nature and his actions all canine.
Hence to the kennel, Muse, return, and view So (as old Homer sung) th' associates wild With heavy heart that hospital of woe;
Of wandering Ithacus, by Circe's charms (groves, Where Horror stalks at large ! insatiate Death To swine transformid, ran grunting through the Sits growling o'er his prey: each hour presents Dreadful example to a wicked world! A different scene of rain and distress.
See there distress'd he lies! parch'd up with thirst, How busy art thou, Fate! and how severe But dares not drink. Till now at last bis soul Thy pointed wrath! the dying and the dead Trembling escapes, her noisome dungeon leaves, Promiscuous lie; o'er these the living fight And to some purer region wings away. In one eternal broil; not conscious why
One labor yet remains, celestial Maid! Nor yet with whom. So drunkards, in their cups, Another element demands thy song. Spare not their friends, while senseless squabble No more o'er craggy steep, through coverts thick reigns.
With pointed thorn, and briers intricate, Huntsman! it much behoves thee to avoid Urge on with horn and voice the painful pack: The perilous debate! Ah! rouse up all
But skim with wanton wing the irriguous vale, Thy vigilance, and tread the treacherous ground Where winding streams amid the fowery meads With careful step. Thy fires unquench'd preserve, Perpetual glide along; and undermine As erst the vestal flames; the pointed steel The cavernd banks, by the tenacious roots In the hot embers hide ; and if surpris'd
Of hoary willows archd ; gloomy retreat Thon feel'st the deadly bite, quick urge it home of the bright scaly kind; where they af will Into the recent sore, and cauterize
On the green watery reed their pasture graze,