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[Aurora's beams appearing]
Aurora's beams appearing,
Preoar'd our eager steeds,
We haste with prospect chearing
To revel o'er the meads.
Preoar'd our eager steeds,
We haste with prospect chearing
To revel o'er the meads.
Now mountains steep ascending
We slowly trace the prey,
With shouts the vallies rending
Now urge our hurried way.
We slowly trace the prey,
With shouts the vallies rending
Now urge our hurried way.
The horn's melodious measure
While every grove returns,
Each bosom throbs with pleasure,
Each cheek with rapture burns.
While every grove returns,
Each bosom throbs with pleasure,
Each cheek with rapture burns.
Thus pass the hours delighted
Till loud exulting cries,
Horns, Hounds, and Men united
Proclaim—the victim dies!
Till loud exulting cries,
Horns, Hounds, and Men united
Proclaim—the victim dies!
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