Chapter 14 No.14

Close on the hounds the Hunter came,

To cheer them on the vanished game;

But, stumbling in the rugged dell,

155 The gallant horse exhausted fell.

The impatient rider strove in vain

To rouse him with the spur and rein,

For the good steed, his labors o'er,

Stretched his stiff limbs, to rise no more;

160 Then, touched with pity