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THE CHACE.
Book IV.
Hence to the Village with pernicious Haste 255Baleful he bends his Course: The Village fliesAlarm'd; the tender Mother in her Arms,Hugs close the trembling Babe; the Doors are barr'd,And flying Curs by native Instinct taught,Shun the contagious Bane; the rustick Bands 260Hurry to Arms, the rude Militia seizeWhate'er at hand they find; Clubs, Forks, or GunsFrom ev'ry Quarter charge the furious Foe,In wild Disorder, and uncouth Array:'Till now with Wounds on Wounds oppress'd and gor'd, 265At one short pois'nous Gasp he breaths his last.
Hence to the Kennel, Muse, return, and view,With heavy Heart that Hospital of Woe;Where Horror stalks at large, insatiate Death

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