Book III.
THE CHACE.
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To bow and sue for Grace. But who is he
Fresh as a Rose-bud newly blown, and fair
As op'ning Lillies; on whom ev'ry Eye 385
With Joy, and Admiration dwells? See, see,
He reins his docile Barb with manly Grace.
Is it Adonis for the Chace array'd?
Or Britain's second Hope? Hail, blooming Youth!
May all your Virtues with your Years improve, 390
'Till in consummate Worth, you shine the Pride
Of these our Days, and to succeeding Times
A bright Example. As his Guard of Mutes
On the great Sultan wait, with Eyes deject
And fix'd on Earth, no Voice, no Sound is heard 395
Within the wide Serail, but all is hush'd,
And awful Silence reigns; thus stand the Pack
Mute and unmov'd, and cow'ring low to Earth,
While pass the glitt'ring Court, and royal Pair:
So disciplin'd those Hounds, and so reserv'd, 400
Fresh as a Rose-bud newly blown, and fair
As op'ning Lillies; on whom ev'ry Eye 385
With Joy, and Admiration dwells? See, see,
He reins his docile Barb with manly Grace.
Is it Adonis for the Chace array'd?
Or Britain's second Hope? Hail, blooming Youth!
May all your Virtues with your Years improve, 390
'Till in consummate Worth, you shine the Pride
Of these our Days, and to succeeding Times
A bright Example. As his Guard of Mutes
On the great Sultan wait, with Eyes deject
And fix'd on Earth, no Voice, no Sound is heard 395
Within the wide Serail, but all is hush'd,
And awful Silence reigns; thus stand the Pack
Mute and unmov'd, and cow'ring low to Earth,
While pass the glitt'ring Court, and royal Pair:
So disciplin'd those Hounds, and so reserv'd, 400
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