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How musical their tongues ! — and as they get 

 nearer to him, how the chorus fills ! — Hark, he is 

 found ! — Now, where are all your sorrows, and 

 your cares, ye gloomy souls — or where your pains 

 and aches, ye complaining ones ! — one halloo has 

 dispelled them all. What a crash they make ! — and 

 echo seemingly takes pleasure to repeat the sound. 

 The astonished traveller forsakes his road, lured by 

 its melody : the listening ploughman now stops his 

 plough ; and every distant shepherd neglects his 

 flock, and runs to see him break — what joy, what 

 eagerness, in every face ! 



Mark how he runs the cover's utmost limit, yet 

 dares not venture forth ; the hounds are still too 

 near ! — That check is lucky. Now, if our friends 

 head him or not, he will soon be off. Hark, they 

 halloo ! — by G — d he's gone ! ! 



Hark ! what loud shouts 



Re-echo through the groves ! he breaks away. 



Shrill horns proclaim his flight. Each straggling hound 



Strains o'er the lawn to reach the distant pack. 



'Tis triumph all, and joy. — 



Now, huntsman, get on with the head hounds ; 

 the whipper-in will bring on the others after you ; 

 keep an attentive eye on the leading hounds, that, 

 should the scent fail them, you may know at least 

 how far they brought it. 



Mind Galloper^ how he leads them ! — It is 

 difficult to distinguish which is first, they run in 

 such a style ; yet he is the foremost hound : the 

 goodness of his nose is not less excellent than his 

 speed. How he carries the scent ! and, when he 

 loses it, see how eagerly he flings to recover it 

 again ! — There, now he's at head again ! See, how 

 they top the hedge ! — Now, how they mount the 



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