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CARNIVORA. 
All is their prize. They fasten on the steed. 
Press him to earth, and pierce his mighty heart. 
Nor can the bull his awful front defend. 
Or shake the murdering savages away. 
Rapacious, at the mother’s throat they fly. 
And tear the screaming infant from her breast. 
The godlike face of man avails him nought. 
Ev’n Beauty, force divine ! at whose bright glance 
The generous lion stands in soften’d gaze. 
Here bleeds, a hapless undistinguish’d prey. 
But if, appris’d of the severe attack. 
The country be shut up, lur’d by the scent. 
On churchyards drear (inhuman to relate !) 
The disappointed prowlers fall, and dig 
The shrouded body from the grave ; o’er which. 
Mix’d with foul shades, and frighted ghosts, they howl. 
THE BLACK WOLF. LE LOUP NOIR. 
Cams Lycaom 
T his is said also to be found in Europe, Asia, and 
America. It is met with, though very rarely, in 
France ; and Baron Cuvier has seen three black 
wolves killed in that country. Its fur is very harsh ; 
and, unlike that of the black fox, with which it has 
been confounded, it is uniformly black. It bears a 
general resemblance to the common wolf, except in 
colour ; and is generally something less, though it 
is said to be more ferocious. 
