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THE CHACE.
Book I.
The crowded Kennel, and the drooping Pack 175Restless and faint, loll their unmoisten'd Tongues,And drop their feeble Tails; to cooler ShadesLead forth the panting Tribe, soon shalt thou findThe cordial Breeze their fainting Hearts revive:Tumultuous soon they plunge into the Stream, 180There lave their reeking Sides, with greedy JoyGulp down the flying Wave, this Way and thatFrom Shore to Shore they swim, while Clamour loudAnd wild Uproar torments the troubled Flood:Then on the sunny Bank they roll and stretch 185Their dripping Limbs, or else in wanton RingsCoursing around, pursuing and pursued,The merry Multitude disporting play.
But here with watchful and observant Eye,Attend their Frolicks, which too often end 190

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