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Book III.
THE CHACE.
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To bow and sue for Grace. But who is heFresh as a Rose-bud newly blown, and fairAs op'ning Lillies; on whom ev'ry Eye 385With Joy, and Admiration dwells? See, see,He reins his docile Barb with manly Grace.Is it Adonis for the Chace array'd?Or Britain's second Hope? Hail, blooming Youth!May all your Virtues with your Years improve, 390'Till in consummate Worth, you shine the PrideOf these our Days, and to succeeding TimesA bright Example. As his Guard of MutesOn the great Sultan wait, with Eyes dejectAnd fix'd on Earth, no Voice, no Sound is heard 395Within the wide Serail, but all is hush'd,And awful Silence reigns; thus stand the PackMute and unmov'd, and cow'ring low to Earth,While pass the glitt'ring Court, and royal Pair:So disciplin'd those Hounds, and so reserv'd, 400

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