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Ay, pioneers who through a tangled thicket Make room as quickly as the supple trunk Of a wild elephant; whilst forest birds, From their rent haunts dislodged, fly up and wheel In mazy circles, raising clam'rous cries, And casting noon-day shadows, like a cloud, On the green woods beneath.

In truth, my lord, he makes it well appear He is not given to boasting.

Not a whit! As meek and modest as a Padur's child. And having done so much for show and speed, Good Ehleypoolie, I will take for granted The chiefest point of all, security, Has not been overlook'd; for mountain robbers May yet be lurking near some narrow pass.

Well, let them lurk, and burst upon us too; 'T will be as though a troop of mowing monkeys, With antic mimic motions of defiance, Should front the brinded tiger and his brood. Full soon, I trow, their hinder parts they turn, Lank and unseemly, to the enemy,