to prevent their hunting too foon. Of entering the whelps. Of breaking them from running at sheep of the difeafes of hounds.. Of their | age. Of madness; two forts of it defcribed, the dum and outra cous madness: its dreadful Hes. Burning of the wound recommended as preventing all ill confequences. The infectious hounds to be separated, and fed apart. The vanity of trusting to the many infallible cures for this malady. The difmal effects of the biting of a mad dog, upon man, described. Defcription of the otter hunting. The conclufion.
HATE'ER of carth is form'd, to earth re
Diffolv'd: the various objects we behold, Plants, animals, this whole material mafs, Are ever changing, ever new. The foul Of man alone, that particle divine,
Escapes the wreck of worlds, when all things
Hence great the diftance 'twixt the beafts that perish,
And God's bright image, man's immortal race. The brute creation are his property, Subfervient to his will, and for him made. As hurtful thefe he kills, as ufeful thofe Preferves; their fole and arbitrary king. Should he not kill, as ert the Samian fage Taught unadvis'd, and Indian brachmans now As vainly preach; the teeming ravenous brutes 15 Might fill the feanty fpace of this terrene, Incumbering all the globe: fhould not his care Improve his growing ftock, their kinds might fail,
Man might once more on roots and acorns feed, And through the deferts range, hivering, for lorn,
Select their mates, and on the leaflefs elm The hoify rook builds high her wicker neft, Mark well the wanton females of thy pack, That curl their taper tails, and frifking court Their pyebald mates enamour'd; their red eyes Flash fires impure; nor reft, nor food they take, 40 Goaded by furious love. In feparate cells Confine them now, left bloody civil wars Annoy thy peaceful fate. If left at large, The growlg rivals in dread battle join, And rude encounter; on Scamander's freams 45 Heroes of old with far lefs fury fought, For the bright Spartan dame, their valour's prize. Mangled and toru thy favourite hounds fall he, Stretch'd on the ground; thy kennel shall appear A field of blood: like fome unhappy town In civil broils confus'd, while Dilcord fhakes Her bloody fcourge aloft, fierce parties fage, Staining their impious hauds in mutual death. And till the belt belov'd, and bravest fall: Such are the dire effects of lawless love.
Obferve with care his fhape, fort, colour, fize. Nor will fagacious huntsmen lefs regard His inward habits: the van babbler thun, Ever loquacious, ever in the wrong. His foolish offspring fhall offend thy ears With falfe alarms, and loud impertinence. Nor lefs the fhifting cur avoid, that breaks Illufive from the pack; to the next hedge Devious he trays, there every mufe he tries: If haply then he cross the tearing fcent, Away he flies victorious; and exuits As of the pack fupreme, and in is fpeed And ftrength unrivall'd Lo c En behind His vox'd affociates pant, and lab urig train To climb the fleep afcent. Soon as the reich Th' infulting boafter, his falfe courag fails, Behind he lags, doom d to the fatal noofs, His mafter's hate, and fcern of all the field. T.4 What
The marks of their renown'd progenitors, Sure pledge of triumphs yet to come. All these Select with joy; but to the merciless flood Expofe the dwindling refufe, nor o'erload Th' indulgent mother. If thy heart relent, Unwilling to deftroy, a nurse provide, And to the foreft-parent give the care Of thy fuperfluous brood; she'll cherish kind The alien offspring; pleas'd thou shalt behold Ivo Her tenderness, and hofpitable love.
If frolic now and playful they defert Their gloomy cell, and on the verdant turf With nerves improv'd, pursue the mimic chace, Courfing around: unto the choiceft friends Commit thy valued prize the rustic dames Shall at thy kennel wait, and in their laps Receive thy growing hopes, with many a kiss Carefs, and dignify their little charge With fome great title, and refounding name 110 Of high import. But cautious here observe To check their youthful ardour, nor permit The unexperienc'd younker, immature, Alone to range the woods, or haunt the brakes Where dodging conies fport; his nerves unftrung, And firength unequal: the laborious chace Shall ftint his growth, and his rafh forward youth Contract fuch vicious habits, as thy care And late correction never fhall reclaim. When to full ftrength arriv'd, mature and bold,
Conduct them to the field; nor all at once But as thy cooler prudence hall direct, Select a few, and form them by degrees To fricter difcipline. With thefe confort The itaunch and steady fages of thy pack, By long experience vers'd in all the wiles, And fubtle doublings of the various chaco, Rafy the effon of the youthful train, When inftinct prompts, and when example guides. If the too forward younker at the head 130 Prefs boldly on in wanton fportive mood, Correct his hafte, and let him feel abash'd The ruling whip. But if he ftoop behind In wary modeft guife, to his own nose Confiding fure; give him full scope to work 135 His winding way, and with thy voice applaud His patience, and his care; foon fhalt thou view The hopeful pupil leader of his tribe, And all the liftening pack attend his call.
Oft lead them forth where wanton lambkins play,
And bleating dams with jealous eyes observe Their tender care. If at the crowding flock He bay prefumptuous, or with eager hafte Purfue them fcatter'd o'er the verdant plain ¡.
In the foul fact attach'd, to the frong ram 148 Tie faft the rafh offender. See! at firit His horn'd companion, fearful and amaz'd, Shall drag him trembling o'er the rugged ground; Then, with his load fatigu'd, shall turn a-head, And with his curl'd hard front inceffant peal 150 The panting wretch, till, breathlefs and aftunn'd, Stretch'd on the turf he lies. Then spare not thou The twining whip, but ply his bleeding fides Lash after lash, and with thy threatening voice, Harfh-echoing from the hills, inculcate loud, 155 His vile offence. Sooner fhall trembling doves Escap'd the hawk's sharp talons, in mid air Affail their dangerous foe, than he once more Disturb the peaceful flocks. In tender age Thus youth is train'd; as curious artifts hend 16Q The taper pliant twig, or potters form Their foft and ductile clay to various shapes.
Nor is 't enough to breed; but to preserve, Must be the huntsman's care. The ftaunch old hounds,
Guides of thy pack, though but in number few, Arc yet of great account; fhall oft untic The Gordian knot, when Cafon at a stand Puzzling is loft, and all art is vain. O'er clogging fallows, o'er dry plafter'd roads, O'er floated meads, o'er plains with flocks dif tain'd 179
Rank-fcenting, thefe must lead the dubious way. As party-chiefs in fenates who prefide, With pleaded reason and with well-turn'd speech, Conduct the ftaring multitude; fo these Direct the pack, who with joint cry approve, 175 And loudly boast discoveries not their own.
Unnumber'd accidents, and various ills, Attend thy pack, hang hovering o'er their heads, And point the way that leads to death's dark cave. Short is the fpan; few at the date arrive Of ancient Argus in old Homer's fong So highly honour'd: kind, fagacious brute! Not ev'n Minerva's wifdom could conceal Thy much lov'd mafter from thy nicer fenfe. Dying his lord he own'd, view'd him all o'er 185 With eager eyes, then clos'd thofe eyes, well pleas'd.
Of leffer ills the Mufe declines to fing, Nor ftoops fo low; of thefe each groom can tell The proper remedy. But O! what care, What prudence, can prevent madness, the work Of maladies? Terrific peft! that blafts The huntsman's hopes, and defolation fpreads Through all the unpeopled kennel unreftrain'd, More fatal than th' envenom'd viper's hite; Or that Apulian fpider's poifonous king, Heal'd by the pleafing antidote of founds.
When Sirius reigns, and the fun's parching beams Bake the dry gaping furface, vifit thou Each ev'n and morn, with quick obfervant eye, Thy panting pack. If, in dark fullen mood, 200 The glouting hound refuse his wanted meal, Retiring to fome clofe, obfcure retreat, Gloomy, difconfolate: with speed remove The poor infectious wretch, and in strong chains Bind him fufpected. Thus that dire disease 205, Which art can't cure, wife caution may prevent.
But, this neglected, foon expect a change, A difmal change, confufion, frenzy, death. Or in fome dark recefs the fenfeless brute Sits fadly pining: deep melancholy, And black despair, upon his clouded brow Hang lowering; from his half-opening jaws The clammy venom, and infectious froth, Diftilling fall; and from his lungs inflam'd, Malignant vapours taint the ambient air, Breathing perdition: his dim eyes are glaz❜d, He droops his penfive head, his trembling limbs No more fupport his weight; abject he lies, Dumb, fpiritlefs, benumb'd; till death at last Gracious attends, and kindly brings relief.
Qr, if outrageous grown, behold, alas! A yet more dreadful scene; his glaring eyes Redden with fury, like fome angry boar Churning he foams; and on his back erec His pointed bristles rife; his tail incurv'd He drops, and with harth broken howlings rends The poifon-tainted air, with rough hoarfe voice Inceffant bays; and fnuffs th' infectious breeze; This way and that he ftares ag haft, and starts At his own fhade: jealous, as if he deem'd 230 The world his foes. If haply towards the ftream He caft his roving eye, cold horror chills His foul; averse he flies, trembling, appall'd, Now frantic to the kennel's utmost verge Raving he runs, and deals deftruction round. 235 The pack By diverse; for whate'er he meets Vengeful he bites, and every bite is death.
If now perchance through the weak fence ef- cap'd,
Par up the wind he roves, with open mouth Inhales the cooling breeze; nor man, nor beast, He fpares implacable. The hunter-horse, Once kind associate of his fylvan toils, (Who haply now without the kennel's mound Crops the rank mead, and listening hears with joy The chearing cry, that morn and eve falutes 245 His raptur'd fenfe) a wretched victim falls. Unhappy quadruped! no more, alas ! Shall thy fond mafter with his voice applaud Thy gentleness, thy speed; or with his hand Stroke thy foft dappled fides, as he each day 250 Vifits thy fall, well pleas'd; no more shalt thou With sprightly neighings, to the winding horn, And the loud opening pack in concert join'd, Glad his proud heart. For oh! the fecret wound Rankling inflames, he bites the ground, and dies! Hence to the village with pernicious hafte Baleful he bends his courfe: the village flies Alarm'd; the tender mother in her arms Hugs close the trembling babe: the doors are barr'd,
And flying curs by native inftinct taught Shun the contagious bane; the ruftic bands Hurry to arms, the rude militia i ze Whate'er at hand they find; clubs, forks, or guns, From every quarter charge the furious foc, In wild diforder, and uncouth array :· Till, now with wounds on wounds opprefs'd and gor'd,
At one short poifonons gasp he breathes his last. Hence to the kennel, Muse, return, and view
Sing, philofophic Mufe, the dire effects Of this contagious bite on hapless man. The ruftic fwaius, by long tradition taught Of leaches old, as foon as they perceive The bite imprefs'd, to the fea-coaft repair. Pluug'd in the briny flood, th' unhappy youth Now journeys home fecure; but foon fhall with The feas as yet had cover'd him beneath The foaming furge, full many a fathom deep. A fate more difmal, and superior ills Hang o'er his head devoted. When the moon, Clofing her monthly round, returns again To glad the night; or when full-orb d the fhines High in the vault of heaven; the lurking peft Begins the dire affault. The poisonous foam Through the deep wound instill'd with hoftile
Invades th' arterial fluid, whofe red waves Fermenting boil; inteftine war enfues, Tempestuous heave, and, their cohesion broke, And order to confusion turns embroil'd. Now the diftended veffels fcarce contain The wild uproar, but prefs each weaker part Unable to refift: the tender brain And ftomach fuffer moft; convulfions fhake His trembling nerves, and wandering pungent Pinch fore the fleepless wretch; his fluttering pains
Oft intermits; penfive, and fad, he mourns His cruel fate, and to his weeping friends
Laments in vain; to hafty anger prone, Refents each flight offence, walks with quick ftep, And wildly flares; at laft with boundless fway The tyrant frenzy reigns for as the dog (Whofe fatal bite convey'd th' infectious bane) Raving he foams, and howls, and barks, and bites. Like agitations in his boiling blood Prefent like fpecies to his troubled mind; His nature and his actions all canine. So (as old Homer fung) th' affociates wild Of wandering Ithacus, by Circe's charms
The bufy-fpreading pack, that fearless plunge Into the flood, and crofs the rapid fiream. Bid rocks, and caves, and each refounding there, Proclaim your bold defiance; loudly raise Each cheering voice, till diftant hills repeat The triumphs of the vale. On the foft fand See there his feal imprefs'd! and on that bank Behold the glittering fpoils, half-eaten fish, 395 Scales, fins, and bones, the leavings of his feait.
Ah! on that yielding fag-bed, fee once more
To fwine transformed, ran gruntling through the His feal I view. O'er yon dank rufay marth
Dreadful example to a wicked world!
340 See there diftrefs'd he lies! parch'd up with thirft, But dares not drink. Till now at last his foul Trembling efcapes, her noifome dungeon leaves, And to fome purer region wings away.
One labour yet remains, celeftial Maid! 345 Another element demands thy fong. No more o'er craggy fteep, through coverts thick With pointed thern, and briars intricate, Urge on with horn and voice the painful pack: But fkim with wanton wing th' irriguous vale, Where winding freams amid the flowery meads Perpetual glide along; and undermine The cavern'd banks, by the tenacious roots Of hoary willows arch'd; gloomy retreat Of the bright fcaly kind; where they at will 355 On the green watery weed their pasture graze, Suck the moist foil, or flumber at their cafe, Rock'a by the reftlefs brook, that draws aflope Its humid train, and laves their dark abodes. Where rages not oppreflion? Where, alas! Is innocence fecure? Rapine and spoil Haunt ev'n the loweft deeps; feas have their fharks,
Rivers and ponds inclose the ravenous pike; He in his turn becomes a prey; on him Th' amphibious otter feafts. Juft is his fate 365 Deferv'd but tyrants know no bounds; Spears,
That brille on his back, defend the perch From his wide greedy jaws; nor buruifh'd mail The yellow carp, nor all his arts can fave Th' infinuating eel, that hides his head Beneath the flimy mud; nor yet escapes The crimson-fpotted trout, the river's pride, And beauty of the ftream. Without remorfe, This midnight pillager, ranging around, Infatiate fwallows all. The owner mourns Th' unpeopled rivulet, and gladly hears The huntsman's early call, and hears with joy The jovial crew, that march upon its banks In gay parade, with bearded lances arm'd. The fubtle fpoiler of the beaver kind, Far off perhaps, where ancient alders fhade The deep ftill pool; within fome hollow trunk Contrives his wicker couch; whence he furveys His long purlieu, lord of the ftream, and all The finny fhoals his own. But you, brave youths, 385 Difpute the felon's claim; try every root, And every reedy bank; encourage all
The fly goole footed prowler bends his course, And feeks the diftant fhallows. Huntsman, bring
Thy eager pack, and trail him to his couch. Hark! the loud peal begins, the clamorous joy, The gallant chiding, loads the trembling air.
Ye Naiads fair, who o'er thefe floods prefide, Raife up your dripping heads above the wave, 405 And hear our melody. Th' harmonious notes Float with the ftream; and every winding creek And hollow rock, that o'er the dimpling flood Nods pendant; ftill improve from shore to fhore Our sweet reiterated joys. What shouts! What clamour loud! What gay heart-chearing
Urge through the breathing brafs their mazy way! Nor quires of Tritons glad with fprightlier ftrains The dancing billows! When proud Neptune rides In triumph o'er the fteep. How greedily 415 They fnuff the fifhy fteam, that to each blade Rank-fcenting clings! See! how the morning dews
They sweep, that from their feet besprinkling drop
Difper'd, and leave a track oblique behind. Now on firm land, they range, then in the flood They plunge tumultuous, or through reedy pools Rufiling they work their way: no hole efcapes Their curious fearch. With quick fenfation now The funing vapour ftings; flutter their hearts, And joy redoubled burfs from every mouth 425 In louder fymphonies. Yon hollow trunk, That with its hoary head incurv'd falutes The paffing wave, must be the tyrant's fort, And dread abode. How thefe impatient climb, While others at the root inceffant bay! 43
They put him down. See! there he dives along! Th' afcending bubbles mark his gloomy way. Quick fix the nets, and cut off his retreat Into the sheltering deeps. Ah! there he vents! The pack plunge headlong, and protended fpears Menace deftruation while the troubled furge Indignant foams, and all the fcaly kind, Affrighted, hide their heads. Wild tumult reigns, And loud up par. Ah! there once more he vents! See, that bold hound has feiz'd him; down they fink
Together loft: but foon fhall he repent His rafh afïault. See there efcap'd, he flies Half-drown'd, and clambers up the flippery bank With ouze and blood diftain'd. Of all the brutes, Whether by nature form'd, or by leng ufe, 445
This artful diver beft can bear the want Of vital air. Unequal is the fight, Beneath the whelming element. Yet there He lives not long; but refpiration needs At proper intervals. Again he vents; Again the crowd attack. That fpear has pierc'd His neck; the crimfon waves confefs the wound. Fix'd is the bearded lance, unwelcome gueft, Wheree'er he flies; with him it finks beneath, With him it mounts; fure guide to every foe. 455 Inly he groans; nor can his tender wound Bear the cold ftream Lo! to yon fedgy bank He creeps difconfolate: his numerous foes Surround him, hounds and men. Pierc'd thro' and thro',
Give me to know wife Nature's hidden depths, Trace each myfterious caufe, with judgment read Th' expanded volume, and fubmifs adore 515 That great creative Will, who at a word Spoke forth the wondrous fcene. But if my foul To this grofs clay confin'd flutters on earth With lefs ambitious wing; unfkill'd to range From orb to orb, where Newton leads the way; And view with piercing eyes the grand machine, Worlds above worlds; fubfervient to his voice, Who, veil'd in clouded Majefty, alone Gives light to all; bids the great fyftem move, And changeful feafons in their turns advance, 525 Unmov'd, unchang'd, himself: yet this at least Grant me propitious, an inglorious life,
465 Calm and ferene, nor loft in falfe pursuits Of wealth or honours; but enough to raise My drooping friends, preventing modeft Want That dares hot afk. And if, to crown my joys, Ye grant me health, that, ruddy in my cheeks, Blooms in my life's decline; fields, woods, and ftreams,
On pointed fpears they lift him high in air; Wriggling he hangs, and grins, and bites in vain: Bid the loud horns, in gayiy-warbling ftrains, Proclaim the felon's fate; he dies, he dies. Rejoice ye fcaly tribe, and leaping dance Above the wave, in fign of liberty Reftor'd; the cruel tyrant is no more. Rejoice fecure and bless'd; did not as yet Remain, fome of your own rapacious kind; And man, fierce man, with all his various wiles. O happy if ye knew our happy state, Ye rangers of the fields; whoin nature boon Chears with her fmiles, and every element Confpires to blefs. What, if no heroes frown From marble pedestals; nor Raphael's works, Nor Titian's lively tints, adorn our walls? Yet these the meanest of us may behold; And at another's coft may feast at will Our wandering eyes; what can the owner more? But vam, las! is wealth, not grac'd with power. The flowery landskip, and the gilded dome, 480 And viftas opening to the wearied eye, Through all his wide domain; the planted grove, The fhrubby wilderness, with its gay choir Of warbling birds, can't lull to foft repofe Th' ambitious wretch, whofe difcontented foul Is harrow'd day and night; he mourns, he pines, Until his Prince's favour makes him great. See there he comes, th' exalted idol comes! The circle's form'd, and all his fawning flaves Devoutly bow to earth; from every mouth 490 The naufeous flattery flows, which he returns With promife that die as foon as born. Vile intercourfe! where virtue has no place. Frown but the monarch, all his glories fade; He mingles with the throng, outcaft, undone, 495 The pageant of a day; without one friend To foothe his tortur'd mind; all, all are fled. For, though they bask'd in his meridian ray, The infects vanifh, as his beams decline.
Each towering hill, each humble vale below, Shall hear my chearing voice, my hounds fhall wake 535
The lazy morn, and glad th' horizon round.
Propofition. Invocation addressed to Mr. John Philips, anthor of the Cyder Poem and Splendid Shilling. Defcription of the Vale of Evefham. The Seat of Hobbinol; Hobbinol a great man in his village, feated in his wicker fmoking his pipe, has one only fon. Young Hobbinol's education, bred up with Ganderetta his near relation. Young Hobbinol and Gan deretta chosen king and Queen of the May.Her drefs and attendants. The May-games – Twangdillo the fidler, his character. The dancing. Ganderetta's extraordinary performance. Bagpipes good mufic in the Highlands. Milonides, matter of the ring, difciplines the mob; proclaims the feveral prizes. His fpeech. Paftorel takes up the belt. His character, his heroic figure, his confidence. Hobbinol, by permiflion of Ganderetta, accepts the challenge, vaults into the ring. His honourable behaviour, efcapes a fcowering. Ganderetta's agony. Paf torel foiled. Ganderetta not a little pleased.
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