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Their callings to : and the result's the same 

 After a fruitless chase, yourself you blame. 

 O'er other fields self-satisfied you roam ; 

 And confidence begot, ere your Friend's home 

 You reach, the mirthful, arduous, well-pleas'd Harry, 

 Owns he's almost as much as he can carry; 

 And yet, so far from being tired, declares 

 He'll not object e'en to a leash of hares 

 Still to augment his load : for 'tis a fact, 

 By the experience of all Sportsmen back'd, 

 That weariness will not by weight of game 

 Increased be ; to those who erst were lame 

 The nature of the pleasing burden proves 

 'Tis sovereign for a limp, and pain removes. 



But see the Orb of day with burning disk 

 Slowly o'er yonder hill recedes ; desist, 

 Sportsmen, awhile, he calmly seems t' advise. 

 Repose is needed : when again I rise 

 And glad the face of nature, then renew 

 The manly toils you with such gist pursue^ 



