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Book II.
THE CHACE.
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Grumbles in Death; nor can his spotted Skin,Tho' slick it shine, with varied Beauties gay,Save the proud Pard from unrelenting Fate. 495The Battle bleeds, grim Slaughter strides along,Glutting her greedy Jaws, grins o'er her Prey.Men, Horses, Dogs, fierce Beasts of ev'ry kind,A strange promiscuous Carnage, drench'd in Blood,And Heaps on Heaps amass'd. What yet remain 500Alive, with vain Assault contend to breakTh' impenetrable Line. Others, whom FearInspires with self-preserving Wiles, beneathThe Bodies of the Slain for Shelter creep.Aghast they fly, or hide their Heads dispers'd. 505And now perchance (had Heav'n but pleas'd) the WorkOf Death had been compleat; and AurengzebeBy one dread Frown extinguish'd half their Race.When lo! the bright Sultanas of his Court

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