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THE CHACE.
Book II.
Gleam from the Mountain Tops; the Forest seemsOne mingling Blaze: Like Flocks of Sheep they flyBefore the flaming Brand: Fierce Lions, Pards,Boars, Tygers, Bears, and Wolves; a dreadful Crew 410Of grim blood-thirsty Foes: growling along,They stalk indignant; but fierce Vengeance stillHangs pealing on their Rear, and pointed SpearsPresent immediate Death. Soon as the NightWrapt in her sable Veil forbids the Chace, 415They pitch their Tents, in even Ranks, aroundThe circling Camp. The Guards are plac'd, and FiresAt proper Distances ascending rise,And paint th' Horizon with their ruddy Light.So round some Island's Shore of large Extent, 420Amid the gloomy Horrors of the Night,The Billows breaking on the pointed Rocks,
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