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As when some wily corsair boards a ship

Should he not kill, as erst the Samian sage Full-freighted, or from Afric's golden coasts, Taught unadvis'd, and Indian brachmans no'x Or India's wealthy strand, his bloody crew As vainly preach; the teeming ravenous brutes Upon her deck he slings; these in the deep Might fill the scanty space of this terrene, Drop short, and swim to reach her steepy sides, Encumbering all the globe: should not his care And clinging climb aloft; while those on board Improve his growing stock, their kinds might fail; Urge on the work of Fate ; the master bold, Man might once more on roots and acorns feed, Press’d to his last retreat, bravely resolves And through the deserts range, shivering, forlorn, To sink his wealth beneath the whelming wave, Quite destitute of every solace dear, His wealth, his foes, nor unreveng'd to die. And every smiling gaiety of life. So fares it with the stag: so he resolves

The prudent huntsman therefore will supply To plunge at once into the flood below,

With annual large recruits his broken pack, Himself, his foes, in one deep gulf immers’d. And propagate their kind; as from the root Ere yet he executes this dire intent,

Fresh scions still spring forth and daily yield In wild disorder once more views the light; New blooming honors to the parent-tree. Beneath a weight of woe he groans distress'd, Far shall his pack be fam'd, far sought his breed, The tears run trickling down his hairy cheeks; And princes at their tables feast those hounds He weeps, nor weeps in vain. The king beholds His hand presents, an acceptable boon. His wretched plight, and tenderness innate

Ere yet the Sun through the bright Ram has urg'd Moves his great soul. Soon at his high command His steepy course, or mother Earth unbound Rebuk'd, the disappointed, hungry pack

Her frozen bosom to the Western gale ; Retire submiss, and grumbling quit their prey. When feather'd troops, their social leagues dissolv'd. Great Prince! from thee what may thy subjects Select their mates, and on the leafless elm hope ;

The noisy rook builds high her wicker nest, So kind, and so beneficent to brutes!

Mark well the wanton females of thy pack, O Mercy, heavenly born! sweet attribute ! That curl their ta per tales, and frisking court Thou great, thou best prerogative of power! Their piebald mates enamour'd; their red eyes Justice may guard the throne, but, join'd with thee, Flash fires impure ; nor rest nor food they take, On rocks of adamant it stands secure,

Goaded by furious love. In separate cells
And braves the storm beneath: soon as thy smiles Confine them now, lest bloody civil wars
Gild the rough deep, the foaming waves subside, Annoy thy peaceful state. If left at large,
And all the noisy lumult sinks in peace.

The growling rivals in dread battle join,
And rude encounter; on Scamander's streams

Heroes of old with far less fury fought
Book IV.

For the bright Spartan dame, their valor's prize.
Mangled and torn thy favorite hounds shall lie,

Stretch'd on the ground; thy kennel shall appear
Argument.

A field of blood : like some unhappy town

In civil broils confus'd, while Discord shakes Of the necessity of destroying some beasts, and pre- Her bloody scourge aloft, fierce parties rage,

serving others for the use of man. Of breeding Staining their impious hands in mutual death; of hounds; the season for this business. The And still the best belov'd, and bravest fall: choice of the dog, of great moment. Of the Such are the dire effects of lawless love. litter of whelps. Of the number to be reared. Huntsman! these ills by timely prudent care Of setting them out to their several walks. Care Prevent: for every longing dame select to be taken to prevent their hunting too soon. Some happy paramour; to him alone Of entering the whelps. Of breaking them from In leagues connubial join. Consider well running at sheep. Of the diseases of hounds. His lineage; what his fathers did of old, Of their age. Of madness; two sorts of it de- Chiefs of the pack, and first to climb the rock, scribed, the dumb and outrageous madness : its Or plunge into the deep, or thread the brake dreadful effects. Burning of the wound recom- With thorn sharp-pointed, plash’d, and briers in. mended as preventing all ill consequences. The

wovenj infectious hounds to be separated, and fed apart. Observe with care his shape, sort, color, size. The vanity of trusting to the many infallible Nor will sagacious huntsmen less regard cures for this malady. The dismal effects of the His inward habits: the vain babbler shun, biting of a mad dog, upon man, described. De- Ever loquacious, ever in the wrong. scription of the otter hunting. The conclusion. His foolish offspring shall oflend thy ears

With false alarms, and loud impertinence. WHATE'ER of earth is form'd, to earth returns Nor less the shifting cur avoid, that breaks Dissolv'd : the various objects we behold, Illusive from the pack; to the next hedge Plants, animals, this whole materia, mass,

Devious he strays, there every muse he tries : Are ever changing, ever new. The soul

If haply then he cross the steaming scent, or man alone, that particle divine,

Away he flies vain-glorious; and exults Escapes the wreck of worlds, when all things fail. As of the pack supreme, and in his speed Hence great the distance'twixt the beasts that perish, And strength unrivall’d. Lo! cast far behind, And God's bright image, man's immortal race.- His ver'd associates pant, and laboring sirain The brute creation are his property,

To climb the steep ascent. Soon as they reach Subservient to his will, and for him made. Th'insulting boaster, his false courage fails, As hurtful these he kills, as useful those

Behind he lags, doom'd to the fatal noose, Preserves; their sole and arbitrary king.

His master's hate, and scorn of all the field.

cave.

What can from such be hop'd, but a base brood The panting wretch ; till, breathless and astunn'd Of coward curs, a frantic, vagrant race ?

Stretch'd on the turf he lie. Then spare not thou When now the third revolving Moon appears, The twining whip, but ply his bleeding sides With sharpen'd horns, above th' horizon's brink, Lash after lash, and with thy threatening voice, Without Lucina's aid, expect thy hopes

Harsh-echoing from the hills, inculcate loud Are amply crown’d; short pangs produce to light His vile offence. Sooner shall trembling doves The smoking litter; crawling, helpless, blind, Escap'd the hawk's sharp talons, in mid air, Nature their guide, they seek the pouting teat Assail their dangerous foe, than he once more That plenteous streams. Soon as the tender dam Disturb the peaceful flocks.

In tender age Has form'd them with her tongue, with pleasure Thus youth is train’d; as curious artists bend view

The taper pliant twig, or potters form The marks of their renown'd progenitors, Their soft and ductile clay to various shapes. Sure pledge of triumphs yet to come. All these Nor is 't enough to breed ; but to preserve, Select with joy; but to the merciless flood Must be the huntsman's care. The staunch old Expose the dwindling refuse, nor o'erload

hounds, Th’indulgent mother. If thy heart relent, Guides of thy pack, though but in number few, Unwilling to destroy, a nurse provide,

Are yet of great account; shall oft untie And to the foster-parent give the care

The Gordian knot, when reason at a stand Of thy superfluous brood; she'll cherish kind Puzzling is lost, and all thy art is vain. The alien offspring; pleas'd thou shalt behold O'er clogging fallows, o'er dry plaster'd roads, Her tenderness, and hospitable love.

O'er floated meads, o'er plains with flocks distain'd If frolic now and playful they desert

Rank-scenting, these must lead the dubious, Their gloomy cell, and on the verdant turf, As party-chiefs in senates who preside, With nerves improv'd, pursue the mimic chase, With pleaded reason and with well-turn'd speech, Coursing around ; unto the choicest friends Conduct the staring multitude; so these Commit thy valued prize : the rustic dames Direct the pack, who with joint cry approve, Shall at thy kennel wait, and in their laps And loudly boast discoveries not their own. Receive thy growing hopes, with many a kiss Unnumber'd accidents, and various ills, Caress, and dignisy their litile charge

Attend thy pack, hang hovering o'er their heads, With some great title, and resounding name And point the way that leads to Death's dark Of high import. But cautious here observe To check their youthful ardor, nor permit

Short is their span; few at the date arrive The unexperienc'd younker, immature,

Of ancient Argus, in old Homer's song Alone to range the woods, or haunt the brakes So highly honor'd: kind, sagacious brute ! Where dodging conies sport; his nerves unstrung, Not ev'n Minerva's wisdom could conceal And strength unequal; the laborious chase Thy much-lov'd master from thy nicer sense. Shall stint his growth, and his rash forward youth Dying his lord he own'd, view'd him all o'er Contract such vicious habits, as thy care

With eagereyes, then clos'd those eyes, well pleas'd And lale correction never shall reclaim.

Of lesser ills the Muse declines to sing, When to full strength arriv'd, mature and bold, Nor stoops so low; of these each groom can tell Conduct them to the field ; not all at once, The proper remedy. But O! what care, But as thy cooler prudence shall direct,

What prudence, can prevent madness, the worst Select a few, and form them by degrees

Of maladies ? Terrific pest! that blasts To stricter discipline. With these consort The huntsman's hopes, and desolation spreads The staunch and steady sages of thy pack, Through all th' unpeopled kennel unrestrain'd, By long experience vers'd in all the wiles More fatal than th' envenom'd viper's bite; And subtle doublings of the various Chase. Or that Apulian spider's poisonous sting, Easy the lesson of the youthful train

Heal'd by the pleasing antidote of sounds. When instinct prompts, and when example guides. When Sirius reigns, and the Sun's parching beams If the too forward younker at the head

Bake the dry gaping surface, visit thou Press boldly on in wanton sportive mood, Each ev'n and morn, with quick observant eye, Correct his haste, and let him feel abash'd Thy panting pack. If, in dark sullen mood, The ruling whip. But if he stoop behind The glouting hound refuse his wonted meal, In wary modest guise, to his own nose

Retiring to some close, obscure retreat, Confiding sure ; give him full scope to work Gloomy, disconsolate; with speed remove His winding way, and with thy voice applaud The poor infectious wretch, and in strong chains His patience, and his care: soon shalt thou view Bind him suspected. Thus that dire disease The hopeful pupil leader of his tribe,

Which art can't cure, wise caution may prevent. And all the listening pack attend his call.

But, this neglected, soon expect a change,
Oft lead them forth where wanton lambkins play, A dismal change, confusion, frenzy, death.
And bleating dams with jealous eyes observe Or in some dark recess the senseless brute
Their tender care. If at the crowding flock Sits sadly pining; deep melancholy,
He bay presumptuous, or with eager haste And black despair, upon his clouded brow
Pursue them scatter'd o'er the verdant plain, Hang lowering ; from his half-opening jaws
In the soul fact attach'd, to the strong ram The clammy venom, and infectious froth,
Tie fast the rash offender. See! at first

Distilling fall; and from his lungs inflam'd,
His horn'd companion, fearful and amaz’d, Malignant vapors taint the ambient air,
Shall drag him trembling o'er the rugged ground; Breathing perdition ; his dim eyes are glaz’d,
Then, with his load fatigu'd, shall turn ahead, He droops his pensive head, his trembling limbs
And with his curl'd hard front incessant peal No more support his weight; abject he lies,

Dumb, spiritless, benumb'd; till Death at last The wound ; spare not thy flesh, nor dread th'event:
Gracious attends, and kindly brings relief. Vulcan shall save when Æsculapius fails.
Or, if outrageous grown, behold, alas!

Here should the knowing Muse recount the means A yet more dreadful scene; his glaring eyes To stop this growing plague. And here, alas! Redden with fury, like some angry boar

Each hand presents a sovereign cure, and boasts Churning he foams; and on his back erect Infallibility, but boasis in vain. His pointed bristles rise ; his tail incurv'd

On this depend, each to his separate seat lle drops, and with harsh broken howlings rends Confine, in fetters bound; give each his mess The poison-tainted air; with rough hoarse voice A part, his range in open air; and then Incessant bays, and snuffs the infectious breeze; If deadly symptoms to thy grief appear, This way and that he stares aghast, and starts Devote the wretch, and let him greatly fall, At his own shade : jealous, as if he deem'd A generous victim for the public weal. The world his foes. If haply towards the stream Sing, philosophic Muse, the dire effects le cast his roving eye, cold horror chills Of this contagious bite on hapless man. His soul; averse he flies, trembling, appallid. The rustic swains, by long tradition taught Now frantic to the kennel's utmosi verge

of leeches old, as soon as they perceive Raving he runs, and deals destruction round. The bite impress'd, to the sea-coasts repair. The pack fly diverse ; for whate'er he meets Plung'd in the briny flocd, th' unhappy youth Vengeful he bites, and every bite is death. Now journeys home secure; but soon shall wish

If now perchance through the weak fence escap'd The seas as yet had cover'd him beneath Far up the wind he roves, with open mouth The foaming surge, full many a fathom deep. Inhales the cooling breeze; nor man, nor beast, A fate more dismal, and superior ills, He spares implacable. The hunter-horse, Hang o'er his head devoted. When the Moon, Once kind associate of his sylvan toils,

Closing her monthly round, returns again (Who haply now without the kennel's mound To glad the night; or when full-orb'd she shines Crops the rank mead, and listening hears with joy High in the vault of Heaven; the lurking pest The cheering cry, that morn and eve salutes Begins the dire assault. The poisonous Mam His raptur'd sense,) a wretched victim falls. Through the deep wound instill'd with hostile rage, Unhappy quadruped! no more, alas !

And all its fiery particles saline, Shall thy fond master with his voice applaud Invades th' arterial fluid: whose red waves Thy gentleness, thy speed; or with his hand Tempestuous heave, and their cohesion broke, Stroke thy soft dappled sides, as he each day Fermenting boil ; intestine war ensues, Visits thy stall, well pleas'd; no more shalt thou And order to confusion turns embroil'd. With sprightly neighings, to the winding horn, Now the distended vessels scarce contain And the loud opening pack in concert join'd, The wild uproar, but press each weaker part Glad his proud heart. For oh! the secret wound Unable to resist: the tender brain Rankling inflames, he bites the ground, and dies! And stomach suffer most; convulsions shake Hence to the village with pernicious haste His trembling nerves, and wandering pungent pains Baleful he bends his course: the village flies Pinch sore the sleepless wretch; his fluttering pulse Alarm'd ; the tender mother in her arms

Oft intermits; pensive, and sad, he mourns Hugs close the trembling babe; the doors are barr'd, His cruel fate, and to his weeping friends And flying curs, by native instinct taught, Laments in vain; to hasty anger prone, Shun the contagious bane; the rustic bands Resents each slight offence, walks with quick step, Hurry to arms, the rude militia scize

And wildly stares; at last with boundless sway Whate'er at hand they find; clubs, forks, or guns, The lyrant frenzy reigns : for as the dog From every quarter charge the furious foe, (Whose fatal bite convey'd th' infectious bane) In wild disorder, and uncouth array:

Raving he foams, and howls, and barks, and bites; Till, now with wounds on wounds oppress’d and Like agitations in his boiling blood gord,

Present like species to his troubled mind; At one short poisonous gasp he breathes his last. His nature and his actions all canine.

Hence to the kennel, Muse, return, and view So (as old Homer sung) th' associates wild With heavy heart that hospital of woe;

Of wandering Ithacus, by Circe's charms [groves, Where Horror stalks at large ! insatiate Death To swine transform’d, ran grunting through the Sits growling o'er his prey : each hour presents Dreadful example to a wicked world! A different scene of ruin and distress.

See there distress'd he lies! parch'd up with thirst, How busy art thou, Fate! and how severe But dares not drink. Till now at last his soul Thy pointed wrath! the dying and the dead Trembling escapes, her noisome dungeon leaves, Promiscuous lie; o'er these the living fight And to some purer region wings away. In one eternal broil; not conscious why

One labor yet remains, celestial Maid! Nor yet with whom. So drunkards, in their cups, Another element demands thy song. Spare not their friends, while senseless squabble No more o'er craggy steep, through coverts thick reigns.

With pointed thorn, and briers intricate, Huntsman! it much behoves thee to avoid Urge on with horn and voice the painful pack: The perilous debate! Ah! rouse up all

But skim with wanton wing the irriguous vale, Thy vigilance, and tread the treacherous ground Where winding streams amid the flowery meads With careful step. Thy fires unquench'd preserve, Perpetual glide along; and undermine As erst the vestal flames; the pointed steel The cavern'd banks, by the tenacious roots In the hot embers hide ; and if surpris'd

Of hoary willows arch’d; gloomy retreat Thou feel'st the deadly bite, quick urge it home Of the bright scaly kind; where they at will into the recent sore, and cauterize

On the green watery reed their pasture graze.

Suck the moist soil, or slumber at their ease, That with its hoary head incurv'd salutes
Rock'd by the restless brook, that draws aslope The passing wave, must be the tyrant's fort,
Its humid train, and laves their dark abodes. And dread abode. How these impatient climb,
Where rages not Oppression? Where, alas! While others at the root incessant bay !
Is Innocence secure? Rapine and Spoil

They put him down. See, there he drives along'
Haunt ev'n the lowest deeps ; seas have their sharks. Th' ascending bubbles mark his gloomy way.
Rivers and ponds inclose the ravenous pike; Quick fix the nets, and cut off his retreat
He in his turn becomes a prey; on him

Into the sheltering deeps. Ah! there he vents ! Th'amphibious otter feasts. Just is his fate The pack plunge headlong, and protended spears Deserv'd: but tyrants know no bounds ; nor spears Menace destruction: while the troubled surge That bristle on his back, defend the perch Indignant foams, and all the scaly kind, From his wide greedy jaws; nor burnish'd mail Affrighted, hide their heads. Wild tumult reigns, The yellow carp; nor all his arts can save And loud uproar. Ah, there once more he vents ! Th'insinuating eel, that hides his head

See, that bold hound has seiz'd him! down they sink. Beneath the slimy mud; nor yet escapes

Together lost: but soon shall he repent
The crimson-spotted trout, the river's pride, His rash assault. See, there escap'd, he flies
And beauty of the stream. Without remorse,

Half-drown'd, and clambers up the slippery bank This midnight pillager, ranging around,

With ooze and blood distain'd. Of all the brutes. Insatiate swallows all. The owner mourns

Whether by Nature form'd, or by long use,
Th’unpeopled rivulet, and gladly hears

This artful diver best can bear the want
The huntsinan's early call, and sees with joy Of vital air. Unequal is the fight,
The jovial crew, that march upon its banks Beneath the whelming element. Yet there
In gay parade, with bearded lances arm'd. He lives not long; but respiration needs
The subtle spoiler, of the beaver kind,

At proper intervals. Again he vents;
Far off perhaps, where ancient alders shade Again the crowd attack. That spear has pierc'd
The deep still pool, within some hollow trunk His neck; the crimson waves confess the wound.
Contrives his wicker couch: whence he surveys Fixt is the bearded lance, unwelcome guest,
His long purlieu, lord of the stream, and all Where'er he flies; with him it sinks beneath,
The finny shoals his own. But you, brave youths, With him it mounts; sure guide to every foe.
Dispute the felon's claim; try every root, Inly he groans; nor can his tender wound
And every reedy bank; encourage all

Bear the cold stream. Lo! to yon sedgy bank The busy spreading pack, that fearless plunge He creeps disconsolate: his numerous foes Into the flood, and cross the rapid stream.

Surround him, hounds, and men. Pierc'd through Bid rocks and caves, and each resounding shore,

and through, Proclaim your bold defiance; loudly raise On pointed spears they list him high in air; Each cheering voice, till distant hills repeat Wriggling he hangs, and grins, and bites in vain : The triumphs of the vale. On the soft sand Bid the loud horns, in gaily-warbling strains, See there his seal impress'd! and on that bank Proclaim the felon's fate; he dies, he dies. Behold the glittering spoils, half-eaten fish,

Rejoice, ye scaly tribes, and leaping dance Scales, fins, and bones, the leavings of his feast. Above the wave, in sign of liberty Ah! on that yielding sag-bed, see, once more Restor'd ; the cruel tyrant is no more. His seal I view. O'er yon dank rushy marsh Rejoice secure and bless'd ; did not as yet The sly goose-footed prowler bends his course, Remain some of your own rapacious kind; And seeks the distant shallows. Huntsman, bring And man, fierce man, with all his various wiles. Thy eager pack, and trail him to his couch.

O happy! if ye knew your happy state, Hark! the loud peal begins, the clamorous joy, Ye rangers of the fields; whom Nature boon The gallant chiding, loads the trembling air. Checrs with her smiles, and every element

Ye Naiads fair, who o'er these floods preside, Conspires to bless. What, if no heroes frown Raise up your dripping heads above the wave, From marble pedestals; nor Raphael's works, And hear our melody. Th' harmonious notes Nor Titian's lively tints, adorn our walls ? Float with the stream; and every winding creek Yet these the meanest of us may behold; And hollow rock, that o'er the dimpling flood And at another's cost may feast at will Nods pendent, still improve from shore to shore Our wondering eyes; what can the owner more ? Our sweet reiterated joys. What shouls !

But vain, alas! is wealth, not grac'd with power. What clamor loud! What gay heart-cheering sounds The flowery landscape, and the gilded dome, Urge through the breathing brass their mazy way! And vistas opening to the wearied eye, Nor quires of Tritons glad with sprightlier strains Through all his wide domain; the planted grove, The dancing billows, when proud Neptune rides The shrubby wilderness, with its gay choir In triumph o'er the deep. How greedily

of warbling birds, can't lull to soft repose They snuff the fishy steam, that to each blade Th' ambitious wretch, whose discontented soul Rank-scenting clings! See! how the morning dews Is harrow'd day and night; he mourns, he pines, They sweep, that from their feet besprinkling drop Until his prince's favor makes him great. Dispers'd, and leave a track oblique behind. See, there he comes, th' exalted idol comes ! Now on firin land they range; then in the flood The circle's form’d, and all his fawning slaves They plunge tumultuous; or through reedy pools Devoutly bow to earth; from every mouth Rustling they work their way: no hole escapes The nauseous Mattery flows, which he returns Their curious search. With quick sensation now With promises, that die as soon as born. The fuming vapor stings; slutter their hearts, Vile intercourse! where virtue has no place. And joy redoubled bursts from every mouth Frown but the monarch; all his glories fade; In louder symphonies. Yon hollow trunk, Ile mingles with the throng, outcast, undone,

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The pageant of a day; without one friend Spoke forth the wondrous scene. But if my soul
To soothe his tortur'd mind: all, all are fled. To this gross clay confin'd flutters on Earth
For, though they bask'd in his meridian ray, With less ambitious wing; unskill'd to range
The insects vanish, as his beams decline.

From orb to orb, where Newton leads the way; Not such our friends ; for here no dark design, And view with piercing eyes the grand machine, No wicked interest, bribes the venal heart; Worlds above worlds ; subservient to his voice, But inclination to our bosom leads,

Who, veil'd in clouded majesty, alone And weds them there for life; our social cups Gives light to all; bids the great system move, Smile, as we smile; open, and unreserv'd, And changeful seasons in their turns advance, We speak our inmost souls; good-humor, mirth, Unmov’d, unchang'd, himself: yet this at least Soft complaisance, and wit from malice free, Grant me propitious, an inglorious life, Smooth every brow, and glow on every cheek. Calm and serene, nor lost in false pursuits

O happiness sincere! what wretch would groan Of wealth or honors; but enough to raise Beneath the galling load of power, or walk My drooping friends, preventing modest Want Upon the slippery pavements of the great, That dares not ask. And if, to crown my joys, Who thus could reign, enenvied and secure ! Ye grant me health, that, ruddy in my cheeks,

Ye guardian powers who make mankind your care, Blooms in my life's decline; fields, woods, and Give me to know wise Nature's hidden depths,

streams, Trace each mysterious cause, with judgment read Each towering hill, each humble vale below, Th' expanded volume, and submiss adore

Shall hear my cheering voice, my hounds shall wake That great creative Will, who at a word The lazy Morn, and glad th' horizon round.

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