Horse Racing.
Goaded with Spurs they seem to fly,
Like lightning to the human eye;
Stretch out their necks to gain the post,
While thousands on the course are lost.
Stag Hunt.
The timid Stag with eager bounds,
Strives to escape pursuing Hounds;
In vain he flies he's doom'd to die,
Whilst shouts of Huntsmen rend the Sky.
