424 THE IMPROVED ART OF FARRIERY. 



" Mind Galloper how he leads them ! It is difficult 

 to distinguish which is first, they run in such 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 hill ! — Observe what a head 

 they carry ! and show me if you can, one shuffler or 

 skirter amongst them all ; are they not like a parcel 

 of brave fellows, who, when they undertake a thing, 

 determine to share its fatigues and its dangers equally 

 amongst them ? 



Far o'er the rocky hills we range. 



And dangerous our course ; but in the brave 

 True courage never fails. In vain the stream 

 In foaming eddies whirls, in vain the ditch 

 Wide- gaping threatens death. The craggy steep. 

 Where the poor dizzy shepherd crawls with care. 

 And clings to every twig, gives us no pain ; 

 But down we sweep, as stoops the falcon bold 

 To pounce his prey. Then up th' opponent hill. 

 By the swift motion slung, we mount aloft : 

 So ships in winter seas now sliding sink 

 Adown the steepy wave, then toss'd on high 

 Ride on the billows, and defy the storm. 



It was then the fox I saw as we came down the hill : 

 those crows directed me which way to look, and the 

 sheep ran from him as he passed along. The hounds 

 are now on the very spot, yet the sheep stop them 

 not, for they dash beyond them. Now, see with what 

 eagerness they cross the plain ! Galloper no longer 

 keeps his place, — Brusher takes it ! see, how he flings 

 for the scent, and how impetuously he runs ! How 

 eagerly he took the lead, and how he strives to keep 

 it ! Yet Victor comes up apace ! — he reaches him ! — 



