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THE CHACE.
Book IV.
The busy-spreading Pack, that fearless plungeInto the Flood, and cross the rapid Stream.Bid Rocks, and Caves, and each resounding Shore,Proclaim your bold Defiance; loudly raise 390Each chearing Voice, 'till distant Hills repeatThe Triumphs of the Vale. On the soft SandSee there his Seal impress'd! and on that BankBehold the glitt'ring Spoils, half-eaten Fish,Scales, Fins, and Bones, the Leavings of his Feast.Ah! on that yielding Sag-bed, see, once moreHis Seal I view. O'er yon dank rushy MarshThe sly Goose-footed Proler bends his Course,And seeks the distant Shallows. Huntíman, bringThy eager Pack; and trail him to his Couch. 400Hark! the loud Peal begins, the clam'rous Joy,The gallant Chiding, loads the trembling Air.

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