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50 And climbing up the hill—(it was at least

Nine roods of sheer ascent) Sir Walter found

Three several hoof-marks which the hunted Beast

Had left imprinted on the verdant ground.

Sir Walter wiped his face and cried, "Till now

Such sight was never seen by living eyes:

Three leaps have borne him from this lofty brow,

Down to the very fountain where he lies.

I'll build a Pleasure-house upon this spot,

And a small Arbour, made for rural joy;

'Twill be the Traveller's shed, the Pilgrim's cot,

A place of love for Damsels that are coy.

A cunning Artist will I have to frame

A bason for that Fountain in the dell;

And they, who do make mention of the same

From this day forth, shall call it.

And, gallant brute! to make thy praises known,

Another monument shall here be raised;

Three several Pillars, each a rough-hewn Stone,

And planted where thy hoofs the turf have grazed.