Through the lone wood—and close beside the way

Sees the gaunt tiger tear his trembling prey;

Beneath whose gory fangs a leveret bleeds,

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Or pig—such pig as fertile China breeds.[[142]]

Struck with the sight, the wondering savage stands,

Rolls his broad eyes, and clasps his lifted hands!

Then restless roams—and loaths his wonted food;

Shuns the salubrious stream, and thirsts for blood.

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