So when from reeking Vales Autumnal Days
Sulphureous Steams, and ranker Vapours raise,
With circling Tail, and wild distorted Eyes
Thro' rustling Brakes the madded Heifer flies,
With sounding Hoof the heathy Common beats,
While far behind the hollowing Peasant sweats.
Driv'n by the Pain, when the fierce Gad-Bee strikes,
Nor Fence of twisted Hedge, nor slimy Dikes
Retain the Beast; but o'er the shelving Steep
And clotty Ridge she takes the doubtful Leap.
Nor breezy Caves, nor Meads invite her Stay,
Tho' Banks obstruct, and Rivers cross the Way.
She fords the Stream, and climbs the rising Mound;
While distant Hills with bellowing Kine resound.