APPENDIX. .^67 



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But sta)' ! why strive the place to fill 

 Of Beckford or of Somerville ? 

 Better our leisure to engage 

 In study of their glowing page, 

 Where with a master hand they trace 

 A detailed picture of the chase. 



Yet let me, for a little while, 

 My soul with memories beguile, 

 And fancy aid me in the task, 

 And help my halting verse to ask, 

 As onward sweeps the cavalcade, 

 What actors in this drama played ? 



" Hark ! forward ! forward on ! " screams Jack, 



As Foreman heads the flying pack ; 



On ! on ! through Parndon Woods they race. 



And Vanguard leads them in the chase ; 



And, while we watch them from the brow, 



A Tyrant rules, a Despot now. 



Gamester makes play, and Fearless flings, 



Tribute has borrowed Fairy's wings, 



Till, passing by the Belvoir tan, 



Bailey notes Driver in the van. 



Past Pinnacles they forge ahead ; 



" Running like mad ! " cries cousin Fred ; 



So stout a fox treats with disdain 



The thought of safety in a drain. 



Straight as an arrow, like a bird. 

 Such similes I've somewhere heard. 

 No fitter language to portray 

 How Seymour shows us all the way. 



