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Book I.
THE CHACE.
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Soon the sagacious Brute, his curling TailFlourish'd in Air, low-bending plies around 320His busy Nose, the steaming Vapour snuffsInquisitive, nor leaves one Turf untried,'Till conscious of the recent Stains, his HeartBeats quick; his snuffling Nose, his active TailAttest his Joy; then with deep op'ning Mouth 325That makes the Welkin tremble, he proclaimsTh'audacious Felon; Foot by Foot he marksHis winding Way, while all the list'ning CrowdApplaud his Reas'nings. O'er the wat'ry Ford,Dry sandy Heaths, and stony barren Hills, 330O'er beaten Paths, with Men and Beasts distain'd,Unerring he pursues; till at the CotArriv'd, and seizing by his guilty ThroatThe Caitif vile, redeems the captive Prey:So exquisitely delicate his Sense! 335

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