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THE CHACE.
Book II.
But ev'ry Season carefully observ'd,Th' inconstant Winds, the fickle Element, 45The wise experienc'd Huntsman soon may findHis subtle, various Game, nor waste in vainHis tedious Hours, 'till his impatient HoundsWith Disappointment vex'd, each springing LarkBabling pursue, far scatter'd o'er the Fields. 50
 Now golden Autumn from her open LapHer fragrant Bounties show'rs; the Fields are shorn;Inwardly smiling, the proud Farmer viewsThe rising Pyramids that grace his Yard,And counts his large Increase; his Barns are stor'd, 55And groaning Staddles bend beneath their Load.All now is free as Air, and the gay PackIn the rough bristly Stubbles range unblam'd;No Widow's Tears o'erflow, no secret CurseSwells in the Farmer's Breast, which his pale Lips 60

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