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Hope gives them wings, while (lie's fpurr'donby fear. 

 The welkin rings, men, dogs, hills, rocks, and woods. 

 In die full concert join. Now, my brave youths, 

 Stripp'd for the chace, give all your fouls to joy ! 

 See how their courfers, than the mountain roe 

 More fleet, the verdant carpet fkim, thick clouds 

 Snorting they breathe, their fhining hoofs fcarce print 

 The grafs unbruis'd ; with emulation fir'd. 

 They drain to lead the field, top the barr'd gate. 

 O'er the deep ditch exulting bound, and brufh 

 The thorny-twining hedge : the riders bend 

 O'er their arch'd necks j with fteady hands by turns 

 Indulge their fpeed, or moderate their rage. 

 Where are their forrows, difappointments, wrongs, 

 Vexations, ficknefs, cares ? All, all are gone. 

 And with the panting winds lag far behind, 



Huntfman ! her gaitobferve; if in wide rings .. 

 She wheel her mazy way, in the fam.e round 

 Perfifting ftill, fhe'll foil the beaten track, 

 But if Ihe fly, and with the fav'ring wind 

 Urge her bold courfe, lefs intricate thy tafk : 

 Pufh on thy pack. Like fome poor exil'd wretch^ 

 The frighted chace leaves her late dear abodes. 

 O'er plains remote (he ftretches far away. 

 Ah ! never to return ! For greedy death 

 Hov'ring exults, fecure to feize his prey. 



Hark ! from yon covert, where thofe tow'ring oaks 

 Above the humble copfe afpiring rife. 

 What glorious triumphs burll in ev'ry gale 



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