And wild uproar torments the troubled flood : 

 Then on the sunny bank they roll and stretch 

 Their dripping limbs, or else in wanton rings 

 Coursing around, pursuing and pursued, 

 The merry multitude disporting play. 



See there with count'nance blith, 

 And with a courtly grin, the fawning hound 

 Salutes thee cow'ring, his wide op'ning nose 

 Upward he curls, and his large sloe-black eyes 

 Melt in soft blandishments and humble joy ; 

 His glossy skin, or yellow-pied, or blue, 

 In lights or shades by Nature's pencil drawn, 

 Reflects the various tints ; his ears and legs 

 Fleckt here and there, in gay enamel'd pride 

 Rival the speckled pard ; his rush-grown tail 

 O'er his broad back bends in an ample arch ; 

 On shoulders clean, upright and firm he stands ; 

 His round cat foot, strait hams, and wide-spread 



thighs, 

 And his low-dropping chest, confess his speed, 

 His strength, his wind, or on the steepy hill, 

 Or far-extended plain ; in ev'ry part 

 So well proportion'd, that the nicer skill 

 Of Phidias himself can't blame thy choice. 

 Of such compose thy pack. 



Huntsman, lead on ! behind the clust'ring pack 

 Submiss attend, hear with respect thy whip 



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