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See, a Hare before him started!—Off they fly in earnest chace;Every Dog is eager-hearted,All the four are in the race!And the Hare whom they pursueHath an instinct what to do;Her hope is near: no turn she makes;But, like an arrow, to the River takes.
Deep the River was, and crustedThinly by a one night's frost;But the nimble Hare hath trustedTo the ice, and safely crost;She hath crost, and without heedAll are following at full speed,When, lo! the ice, so thinly spread,Breaks—and the Greyhound, Dart, is over head!