[273]As two grim lions for a roebuck slain
Wroth in contention rush, and them betwixt
The sound of roaring and of clashing teeth
Ariseth; or [274]as vultures, curved of beak,
Crooked of talon, on a steepy rock
Contest loud-screaming; if perchance below
Some mountain-pastur’d goat or forest-stag
Sleek press the plain; whom far the hunter youth
Pierced with fleet arrow from the bow-string shrill
Dismiss’d, and elsewhere wander’d, of the spot