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