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<P>THE Hor&s;e-man&s;hip OF ENGLAND, Mo&s;t particularly relating to the BREEDING and TRAINING OF THE RUNNING-HORSE. A POEM DEDICATED To His Grace the Duke of <HI>Monmouth.</HI></P>
<P><HI>LONDON:</HI> Printed for <HI>Thomas Parkhur&s;t,</HI> at the <HI>Bible</HI> and <HI>Three Crowns</HI> at the lower end of <HI>Cheap&s;ide,</HI> near <HI>Mercers Chappel.</HI> 1682.</P>
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<HEAD>To his GRACE, JAMES DUKE OF MONMOUTH.</HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>May it plea&s;e Your Grace!</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P>THere is no Nation that has produc'd &s;o many E|minent Per&s;ons knowing in the art of Hor&s;e|man&s;hip, as this of ours. And of the&s;e, your Grace may de&s;ervedly claim the mo&s;t &s;uperla|tive Renown, &s;ince what others can pretend to, either by way of <HI>Theory</HI> or Practice, is not a little exceeded by your perfection in both.</P>
<P>To ob&s;erve you guiding the manag'd Hor&s;e, and how becoming your &s;eat is there, would out-do all Complement to expre&s;s. And when&s;oever you plea&s;e to commit your Per&s;on to the plea&s;ure of the Runner or Hunter, you ap|pear no le&s;s an ornament to tho&s;e performances. This might enough incite my ambition to pre&s;ent you with this Poem (tho the fir&s;t of this nature that I know of in any Lan|guage) however it may &s;uffer from your acurate Judg|ment, and whence I mu&s;t allow its greate&s;t hazard: Tho otherwi&s;e I might pre&s;ume to think it capable of giving &s;ome entertainment where the Subject here treated &s;hall ap|pear grateful. Not doubting but per&s;ons &s;o inclin'd
<PB REF="5">will find here deliver'd (if my ver&s;e does not abate the worth of the Argument) what may improve their ob&s;erva|tion.</P>
<P>Where Poe&s;y has merit, it can be as commendably ap|plied to the due e&s;teem of the Creature (of which none can claim from man a parallel-e&s;teem with this here mention'd) as to what does peculiarly adorn the mo&s;t extraordinory acti|ons of humane life. Since if the providential part (from a|bove) be duly con&s;ider'd, men have as much rea&s;on to acknow|ledg its benignity to them in the u&s;eful &s;ub&s;erviency of the Creature, as any other Attributes be&s;tow'd on humane con&s;er|vation: And which would find but an odd condition in this world on other terms. For what were it for man to be accounted a Ma&s;ter of Rea&s;on, if Creatures beneficially convenient and divertive were not ordain'd to apprehend and obey him? What value the Ancients had for the He|roick &s;wiftne&s;s of the Hor&s;e, is highly di&s;cernable from the u&s;e of their Olympick and Chariot-Races: At which great Princes and Captains were not only indulgent Spe|ctators, but had their particular Conducts in the manage|ment of this Creatures harde&s;t &s;peed and performance.</P>
<P>But there needs no other commendation of the worth of &s;uch noble Recreations, than what your Grace has added to their embelli&s;hment among&s;t us, and which as much &s;ur|pa&s;s all foreign Ingenuity in the &s;ame &s;phere of Science.</P>
<P>Should your many other Vertues be mention'd that have rendred you more than con&s;picuous in Camps and Palaces, the reality of your worth would far exceed the be&s;t protrai|ture of fiction, at lea&s;t would require a better Mu&s;e to &s;ing the prai&s;e of your Accompli&s;hments than is in the power of your Grace's</P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>Very Humble Servant.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<HEAD>CANTO I.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>WHAT Care and Science do mo&s;t u&s;e|ful bring</L>
<L>The Hor&s;e to Labour, Mu&s;e now gladly Sing:</L>
<L>A Creature which Heavens va&s;t Indulgence &s;hows,</L>
<L>Whether his Toyls or Plea&s;ures men propo&s;e.</L>
<L>What &s;en&s;ual Being has the like expre&s;t,</L>
<L>Or merits &s;uch repute in other Bea&s;t?</L>
<L>Pity no higher word then Bea&s;t &s;hould name,</L>
<L>The generous Service which the Hor&s;e does claim,</L>
<L>Whether his u&s;e or kindne&s;s we re&s;pect,</L>
<L>He doth above his &s;en&s;e even both effect.</L>
<L>Humbly, his mighty Strength, Mankind he gives,</L>
<L>And to bad Owners more de&s;ertful lives.</L>
<L>His bold endurance Peace and War does grace,</L>
<L>And greatne&s;s adds to Crowns, &s;upport his race.</L>
<L>The feets of Ver&s;e too narrow &s;peak his Prai&s;e,</L>
<L>Or tell what care his Off-&s;pring be&s;t &s;hould rai&s;e.</L>
<L>His Speed, Strength, Beauty, Colder Regions &s;how,</L>
<L>As well as tho&s;e which under <HI>Cancer</HI> glow.</L>
<L>Happy, O <HI>Britain, Phoebus</HI> mu&s;t confe&s;s,</L>
<L>Which &s;oil without his parching Beams can ble&s;s</L>
<L>Steeds no le&s;s &s;tout, than are their Owners bold,</L>
<L>What Clime &s;uch vigour boa&s;ts or fertile Cold?</L>
<L>Nor mu&s;t thou <HI>Britain</HI> call thy Stars unkind,</L>
<L>If <HI>A&s;ian</HI> Hor&s;e, or <HI>Africks,</HI> Mortals find</L>
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<L>More neatly figur'd, whil&s;t their &s;trengths deny</L>
<L>With thine Couragious toils and Might to try,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t he that would within this happy I&s;le</L>
<L>Breed Steeds that be&s;t his plea&s;ure &s;uit or toil,</L>
<L>Should well con&s;ider fir&s;t their u&s;e de&s;ign'd,</L>
<L>Le&s;t his hopes fail from an improper kind;</L>
<L>Cour&s;e &s;trength and &s;hape will cour&s;e&s;t labours bear,</L>
<L>Or &s;uch the Swain &s;upports with homely care.</L>
<L>Fine feet and limbs will but too nicely tread</L>
<L>The painful Journeys Plow Hinds guide for Bread.</L>
<L>Small re&s;t their pa&s;tures foaling Dams allow:</L>
<L>Nor mu&s;t their &s;portive young too painle&s;s grow,</L>
<L>But draw &s;uch Dugs their Harne&s;t Mothers yield,</L>
<L>By &s;ome &s;hort re&s;pits as they Plow the Field;</L>
<L>But when they view their Burthen'd Mothers end</L>
<L>The rigid hours they did in Furrows &s;pend;</L>
<L>And that they homeward with their Owners go,</L>
<L>How &s;oon their Foals will then their gladne&s;s &s;how;</L>
<L>Or skip before their Dams pre&s;uming they</L>
<L>Shall to their Milky hopes more lei&s;ure pay;</L>
<L>But Swain remember, if thou mean'&s;t to give</L>
<L>Prai&s;e to the Bea&s;t for thy &s;trong drifts mu&s;t live,</L>
<L>That when unto thy Cote thy Foaling kind</L>
<L>Return inflam'd, or foaming &s;weats do&s;t find</L>
<L>Stream from their &s;ides, be 't then thy chiefe&s;t care</L>
<L>That their &s;oft Dugs thy tender Foles forbear:</L>
<L>Much harm alas, to Sucklings dos en&s;ue,</L>
<L>When reaking Udders they for Milk pur&s;ue.</L>
<L>Hinder, O hinder their too greedy ha&s;t,</L>
<L>So &s;weet's the mi&s;chief 'twill be &s;uckt too fa&s;t;</L>
<L>Allow fit &s;pace for &s;calded Teats to cool,</L>
<L>Lea&s;t inward griefs afflict the tender Foal;</L>
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<L>Whence noi&s;om Glanders, or Impo&s;tumes &s;pring,</L>
<L>Which long Di&s;ea&s;e (or Death) too &s;wiftly bring.</L>
<L>This care the cautious Rutals well ob&s;erve,</L>
<L>That to advantage would their breed pre&s;erve.</L>
<L>Do we not &s;ee the Hor&s;e their Cotes produce,</L>
<L>Oft from their Tilts advanc'd to nobler u&s;e?</L>
<L>Or el&s;e &s;upports the Winter Journeys toil,</L>
<L>Or bears the Hunt&s;man o're the &s;portive Soil.</L>
<L>Such &s;trength and &s;peed in Steeds of vulgar race,</L>
<L>(To <HI>Britains</HI> glory) u&s;e, and plea&s;ure, grace.</L>
<L>Nor needs the common man more curious be,</L>
<L>Than well proportion'd Strength and Limbs to &s;ee</L>
<L>In Sire and Dam, to which if well he heed,</L>
<L>Some Foals he'l rai&s;e above his hope to breed;</L>
<L>As men behold how Nature plea&s;ure takes</L>
<L>When &s;he 'mong&s;t common things &s;ome wonders makes:</L>
<L>Or where the Oak or Thorn do cour&s;ely &s;pring,</L>
<L>An unexpected Fruit &s;ome Trees will bring.</L>
<L>But thou who&s;e Birth and Fortune thee &s;hall guide</L>
<L>To rai&s;e the Hor&s;e of noble&s;t &s;hape and pride,</L>
<L>Whether for War or Plea&s;ure be thy &s;cope,</L>
<L>Few admonitions may advance thy hope.</L>
<L>Nor think thou do&s;t thy Countreys worth decline</L>
<L>If Foreign breed with its Complexion joyn,</L>
<L>Whether from <HI>Greece</HI> thy noble Stallion be,</L>
<L>Or of <HI>Arabicks</HI> &s;wifter Pedigree.</L>
<L>Nor would I have thee the neat <HI>Barb</HI> neglect,</L>
<L>Who&s;e Wind and Speed &s;uch Wonders do effect:</L>
<L>Though <HI>Africk</HI> mo&s;t admir'd his feature &s;hows,</L>
<L>And where Mankind in Figure blacke&s;t grows,</L>
<L>As if that <HI>Phoebus</HI> there did mo&s;t di&s;pen&s;e</L>
<L>This Creatures Beauty with his influence.</L>
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<L>The <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> Mare that's large and comely grown,</L>
<L>Sprung from a Blood may worthy Off-&s;pring own;</L>
<L>Well &s;he de&s;erves be&s;t foreign Seed to bear,</L>
<L>As more illu&s;trious things from mixtures are;</L>
<L>Or if with &s;mall great acts compar'd may be,</L>
<L>It much re&s;embles Royal Progeny,</L>
<L>Which Mighty Nations in their Princes joyn,</L>
<L>To make their I&s;&s;ues mo&s;t con&s;picuous &s;hine.</L>
<L>No height of Blood does Lineage more compleat</L>
<L>Than in this Creature, when de&s;cended great;</L>
<L>His Predece&s;&s;ors worth in his will &s;how,</L>
<L>Nay oft from kinder Stars exceeded too.</L>
<L>Which to uphold duly thy kind ob&s;erve,</L>
<L>Nor think unworthy Mare can Seed de&s;erve</L>
<L>From &s;uch a Sire who&s;e Loyns the Hor&s;e &s;hould get</L>
<L>Becomes brave Manage or a Princes Seat;</L>
<L>Or &s;uch Great Captain would in Battel ride,</L>
<L>When Art more comely bold incites his Pride.</L>
<L>No le&s;s thy diligence exact &s;hould be</L>
<L>If for thy Plea&s;ure thou'd&s;t &s;wift Cour&s;er &s;ee</L>
<L>Which nimbly &s;hould the fewe&s;t minutes &s;pend</L>
<L>Before his Speed thy wager'd Race does end:</L>
<L>Him to exalt too curious none can view</L>
<L>The Male and Female his de&s;cent mu&s;t &s;hew.</L>
<L>Fine &s;hapes with comely &s;trength for him &s;elect:</L>
<L>Nor e're from homely &s;teps his ha&s;t expect;</L>
<L>A care this I&s;lands breeders mu&s;t commend,</L>
<L>Who Skill and Co&s;t above all Nations &s;pend</L>
<L>To rai&s;e this Creatures nimble Strength and Might,</L>
<L>No Clime be&s;ide his Vertues &s;o delight;</L>
<L>Or yields &s;uch Carpet green where he may run,</L>
<L>Swift, next the Steeds which Heaven allows the Sun,</L>
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<L>If &s;uch Ambition &s;uits thy generous mind,</L>
<L>As oft our <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> Nobles are inclin'd</L>
<L>To rai&s;e the Hor&s;e who&s;e &s;prightly ha&s;t may claim</L>
<L>The highe&s;t Rank of matchle&s;s Cour&s;ers fame,</L>
<L>Think not thy Park which Deer or Hart contains,</L>
<L>So comely &s;port and feed its Lawns and Plains,</L>
<L>Can to thy eye a nobler plea&s;ure give</L>
<L>Than if thy Stud and young there graceful live;</L>
<L>Large wanders they with mo&s;t delight would tread,</L>
<L>With lea&s;t confinement Wind and Speed are bred;</L>
<L>Or glad's the Damm when &s;he her Foal doth &s;ee</L>
<L>Start from her &s;ides and like &s;wift gales to flee.</L>
<L>In Summer let thy Mares full pa&s;tur'd go</L>
<L>In &s;ome choice Soil where Streams propitious flow:</L>
<L>The pure&s;t Flood does be&s;t their Thir&s;t allay,</L>
<L>And fills the Teats thy Sucklings Milk convey;</L>
<L>No parched Herbage can their food &s;upply,</L>
<L>Or Lakes that half to Mud at Sol&s;tice dry:</L>
<L>The barren Soil too &s;oon thy Foals will &s;hrink,</L>
<L>Nor there will nimbly &s;cope the Rivers brink:</L>
<L>Although their &s;prightly &s;hape they much delight,</L>
<L>When Floods reflect its Beauty to their &s;ight.</L>
<L>Their growth and plea&s;ure fill of Milk does bring,</L>
<L>As early buds mu&s;t feel the warme&s;t Spring.</L>
<L>Much ob&s;ervation heedful Breeders make</L>
<L>Before their Foals their tender Dams for&s;ake</L>
<L>Whether his &s;trength, &s;peed, courage, thou would&s;t know:</L>
<L>His growth and &s;pirit well all the&s;e will &s;how.</L>
<L>If &s;tirring, active, and of nimble heel,</L>
<L>The &s;teps he treads will &s;eem no ground to feel.</L>
<L>Slothful and dull their flegm will &s;oon betray,</L>
<L>What life has temper'd life will mo&s;t convey.</L>
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<L>Ere Winter come, or Autumn thou do&s;t &s;ee</L>
<L>Well &s;pent with cold, or fro&s;ts benumn the tree,</L>
<L>Provide due &s;helter where thy Steed does go,</L>
<L>Much warmth and food this &s;ea&s;on them allow.</L>
<L>No curious skill or co&s;t thou need'&s;t imploy</L>
<L>To &s;ave thy young from Winter's fierce annoy:</L>
<L>Tho <HI>North</HI> or <HI>Ea&s;t</HI> Winds &s;hed their keene&s;t dew,</L>
<L>Or curl'd with joy locks tall Groves do &s;hew.</L>
<L>Homely (if &s;ure) thy care enough does &s;peak</L>
<L>Large room tho' thatch'd thou &s;ee&s;t the Swain does make</L>
<L>His full Glebs &s;afety, numbring with glad gain</L>
<L>The fertile Trea&s;ure he doth there &s;u&s;tain.</L>
<L>Form'd like its Model will protect thy young,</L>
<L>Mo&s;t for that u&s;e of figure chu&s;e Oblong:</L>
<L>It's floor &s;mooth wrought with earth well harden'd &s;ee,</L>
<L>Or who'l di&s;like if laid with flint it be?</L>
<L>Firm treading will their tender hoofs enure</L>
<L>To tho&s;e bold &s;teps their riper age endure.</L>
<L>Nor will this &s;afeguard more thy Steed protect</L>
<L>From Winter's rage, than when <HI>Sol</HI>'s beams effect</L>
<L>In <HI>Cancer</HI>'s glowing Claws their &s;corching heat,</L>
<L>And &s;tinging lu&s;t to bu&s;ie flies create.</L>
<L>This &s;helter will their equal comfort be,</L>
<L>As mortal &s;en&s;e would from extreams live free.</L>
<L>No &s;ea&s;on of the year thy Steed needs fear,</L>
<L>If this one &s;afety thou allow&s;t thy care.</L>
<L>Or grant thy breed does range where no leaves grow,</L>
<L>Or cops where rain (like buds) thick drops does &s;how:</L>
<L>Account &s;uch &s;hade no want, &s;ince thou wilt find</L>
<L>Their skins far more refin'd with Sun and Wind:</L>
<L>Or tho&s;e &s;mooth gales on tops of Hills do glide,</L>
<L>Where thy Foals gladly &s;cope with nimble&s;t pride.</L>
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<L>Air lea&s;t re&s;train'd, their Tempers mo&s;t rejoice,</L>
<L>As what is mo&s;t it &s;elf is Nature's choice.</L>
<L>Thy breed thus &s;ettl'd, curiou&s;ly ob&s;erve</L>
<L>Which in thy own e&s;teem do be&s;t de&s;erve.</L>
<L>Shapes with good Colours joyn'd, be &s;ure prefer,</L>
<L>Where Nature paints the life &s;he lea&s;t doth err.</L>
<L>To this, experienc'd Hor&s;e-men mo&s;t &s;ubmit,</L>
<L>Like Criticks who&s;e nice skill advanceth Wit.</L>
<L>Seldom or never kindly Features meet</L>
<L>But they expre&s;s an inward &s;oul more great.</L>
<L>Yet in thy Stud if thou perceiv'&s;t there be</L>
<L>Some Foals who&s;e &s;hapes, than colours, more agree</L>
<L>With be&s;t perfection, &s;ee thou do not &s;cant</L>
<L>To &s;uch thy due regard, &s;ince 'tis no want,</L>
<L>If outward accidents of Beauty fail</L>
<L>So no e&s;&s;ential evils thence prevail.</L>
<L>Oft have been Duns and Che&s;nuts of wor&s;t hue,</L>
<L>With cour&s;e Bays Sorrils Cole-blacks &s;eldom true:</L>
<L>Yet of the&s;e &s;ome in vertue have out-done,</L>
<L>Even be&s;t brown Bays and Grays for Wagers run.</L>
<L>Nor think thy generous young ami&s;s do &s;how,</L>
<L>If they loo&s;e figur'd or uneven grow</L>
<L>From one to their fith year, when thou mai&s;t find</L>
<L>Such comely &s;hapes unite as boa&s;t their kind.</L>
<L>Often, alas! the heedle&s;s breeder gives</L>
<L>Prai&s;e to the Foal that le&s;s de&s;ertful lives,</L>
<L>When &s;trength with beauty too compo&s;s'd appears,</L>
<L>And early &s;eems to fix his growing years,</L>
<L>Beware thy hopes too vainly then prevail,</L>
<L>Which in ripe time thou't &s;oon perceive to fail:</L>
<L>When to thy eye no &s;uch wi&s;h'd features &s;how,</L>
<L>As if thy Hor&s;e's youth did backward grow.</L>
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<L>At five, and &s;ix years old, when u&s;e requires</L>
<L>Thy Steed &s;hould manag'd be to thy de&s;ires,</L>
<L>Lea&s;t value &s;uch where di&s;proportions meet,</L>
<L>Nor hope from them performance &s;wift or great.</L>
<L>The Hor&s;e then even form'd &s;till mo&s;t delight:</L>
<L>Higher behind than forward, loath his &s;ight.</L>
<L>Nor &s;o far &s;mooth thy wi&s;hes to expect,</L>
<L>That future time &s;hall mend this bad defect.</L>
<L>His due growth being &s;umm'd, 'tis Nature's cour&s;e</L>
<L>To leave &s;uch marks in Steeds &s;he formeth wor&s;e.</L>
<L>At four years old the Hor&s;e that's truly bred,</L>
<L>And generous Spirits feels of Sire's long dead;</L>
<L>Omit no time with all thy plea&s;ing skill</L>
<L>To win his &s;oft obedience to thy will,</L>
<L>Letting him well perceive with gentle hand</L>
<L>The Bridles rein his fir&s;t and la&s;t command.</L>
<L>With which if he the Saddles u&s;e doth know,</L>
<L>And yield his back with due &s;ubmi&s;&s;ion too,</L>
<L>A many mi&s;chiefs thou't avoid betime,</L>
<L>Which too neglectful Hor&s;men make their crime.</L>
<L>Wherefore if be&s;t experience thou't embrace,</L>
<L>Till &s;ix years pa&s;t let u&s;age in no ca&s;e</L>
<L>Afflict thy Hor&s;e, le&s;t Maladies accrew,</L>
<L>Thy skill and care will prove redre&s;le&s;s too.</L>
<L>Splints, Windgalls, Curbs, and Spavens wor&s;t of Cures,</L>
<L>The Hor&s;e o're labour'd young, too &s;oon endures.</L>
<L>Tutor his youth by &s;low and &s;oft degrees,</L>
<L>His growing &s;trength requires thy kinde&s;t ea&s;e.</L>
<L>Or as the Child mu&s;t gentle pa&s;times know,</L>
<L>Yet from the Rod receives in&s;truction too.</L>
<L>So with indulgence joyn'd let &s;tripes command,</L>
<L>Le&s;t thy Steeds &s;tubborn Youth forget thy hand.</L>
<PB N="9" REF="9">
<L>Too much a vitious &s;en&s;e informs the Hor&s;e,</L>
<L>That le&s;s by kindne&s;s tutor'd is than force.</L>
<L>But where thy tender dalliance can't allure,</L>
<L>See that thy Hor&s;e thy &s;tripes does well endure.</L>
<L>His Youth (like man's) improves pernicious ill,</L>
<L>Unle&s;s correction then commands his will.</L>
<L>His due age come, with full obedience joyn'd</L>
<L>Expect performance worthy of his kind.</L>
<L>Till when let u&s;age his delight improve,</L>
<L>Plea&s;ure with toyl to toyl will rai&s;e his love.</L>
<L>Time mu&s;t thy Hor&s;e and thy In&s;tructor be,</L>
<L>Nor hope too &s;oon his &s;peed and might to &s;ee.</L>
<L>Some Hor&s;es &s;hapes will &s;oone&s;t &s;trength compleat:</L>
<L>In others, far more late, perfections meet.</L>
<L>Well thou may'&s;t know the long and tall require</L>
<L>More time to fix the vigours tho'ut de&s;ire.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t low and little &s;ooner do unite</L>
<L>The utmo&s;t periods of their growth and might.</L>
<L>Nor think &s;uch Steeds will le&s;s de&s;erve thy prai&s;e</L>
<L>Which Natures longe&s;t care does virtuous rai&s;e:</L>
<L>What &s;lowly &s;ees perfection, who'l not &s;ay</L>
<L>Time does endear as long with lea&s;t decay?</L>
<L>More Precepts on this Subject needle&s;s were,</L>
<L>It being &s;o obvious to thy u&s;e and care.</L>
<L>What next re&s;pects the Hor&s;e thou'd&s;t gladly bring</L>
<L>In fewe&s;t minutes o're four miles to &s;pring.</L>
<L>If my Mu&s;e well in&s;tructs, I'le let thee know;</L>
<L>Till when this period thy due thoughts allow.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 N="2" TYPE="canto">
<PB N="10" REF="10">
<HEAD>CANTO II.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>THE Hor&s;e that's young, and untaught yet to feel</L>
<L>Four miles &s;wift labour on his nimble&s;t heel,</L>
<L>Experience bids thy patience &s;hould attend</L>
<L>Till time repays the time thy hope does &s;pend.</L>
<L>Nor think that <HI>Phoebus</HI> doth revolve too &s;low</L>
<L>His Annual Orb e're thy train'd Hor&s;e doth know</L>
<L>Thy wager'd Match, one year at lea&s;t &s;ee pa&s;t,</L>
<L>Before thou do&s;t attempt his utmo&s;t ha&s;te.</L>
<L>Till when, with plea&s;ant ea&s;e his labours guide,</L>
<L>More to incite his &s;wift de&s;ires and pride.</L>
<L>Delight will win him to indear his toyl,</L>
<L>As love improves what heedle&s;s force may &s;poil.</L>
<L>When morning breaks, and thou &s;ome Hill do&s;t take</L>
<L>Where he his airy &s;copings fir&s;t doth make</L>
<L>E're thou de&s;cend unto the flowing &s;tream</L>
<L>To cool his limbs and duly quench his flame,</L>
<L>Be &s;ure no &s;weat thou do&s;t provoke to ri&s;e,</L>
<L>If thou thy Hor&s;es worth and health do&s;t pri&s;e.</L>
<L>U&s;e no more &s;peed than will his warmth &s;upply,</L>
<L>Le&s;t hurtful chills from his draughts inward lye.</L>
<L>The evening come, and &s;ea&s;on fit for thee</L>
<L>To ride thy Hor&s;e where he mu&s;t water'd be,</L>
<L>With the &s;ame caution let him walk and &s;cope</L>
<L>As be&s;t his Wind and plea&s;ure may provoke.</L>
<L>Yet take this difference from experience too,</L>
<L>If thy convenience does it well allow,</L>
<PB N="11" REF="10">
<L>That for his evenings air thy Hor&s;e &s;hould ride</L>
<L>The Flat, or Mead, where pure&s;t &s;treams do glide.</L>
<L>Contiguous to &s;uch skelping turf, that he</L>
<L>May there his nimble &s;troaks delight to &s;ee.</L>
<L>The Soyl that's low no le&s;s thy Hor&s;e en&s;eams</L>
<L>Than Hill where gu&s;ts he draws with morning beams.</L>
<L>From both alike effects of good accrew,</L>
<L>As Art &s;hould Nature's aid each way pur&s;ue.</L>
<L>Calm plea&s;ure, what good Hor&s;e-man does not chu&s;e,</L>
<L>By &s;oft degrees to clean the Hor&s;e he'l u&s;e?</L>
<L>His &s;peed and &s;trength are &s;afe&s;t thus refin'd,</L>
<L>And what a&s;&s;i&s;teth both, his running wind.</L>
<L>Each of the&s;e Virtues &s;hould thy care imploy,</L>
<L>Tho few prov'd Hor&s;es all alike injoy.</L>
<L>Some Wind and toughne&s;s far le&s;s want than &s;peed;</L>
<L>Others run fa&s;t yet fainty &s;pirits breed.</L>
<L>When thy Steed's duly kept, thy proof will tell</L>
<L>Which of his cour&s;ing glories mo&s;t excel.</L>
<L>No &s;ign, like proof, good Hor&s;e-man e're will tru&s;t,</L>
<L>Or unknown Virtues wager to his co&s;t.</L>
<L>The fir&s;t experience in thy young train'd Hor&s;e</L>
<L>Thou &s;hould'&s;t approve in hope to make good cour&s;e:</L>
<L>Is, that his &s;wiftne&s;s be to thee well known,</L>
<L>Swift, is a worth, be&s;t Runners &s;urely own;</L>
<L>Other perfections thou may'&s;t hope from time,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t late, or never, &s;low Hor&s;e mends his crime.</L>
<L>Some from the Hor&s;e well bred and &s;hap'd &s;uppo&s;e</L>
<L>All cour&s;ing Virtues which their hopes propo&s;e.</L>
<L>But tru&s;t not Species as thy certain guide,</L>
<L>Or with thy Pur&s;e maintain &s;uch Hor&s;e untry'd,</L>
<L>Le&s;t to thy Co&s;t thy ra&s;h experience find</L>
<L>The Steed of fair De&s;cent below his kind;</L>
<PB N="12" REF="11">
<L>As oft in Mankind men unwilling &s;ee</L>
<L>Unworthy I&s;&s;ues of high Pedigree.</L>
<L>Yet lineage &s;till prefer in Steed thoud'&s;t rai&s;e</L>
<L>Nobly to win the &s;peedy Cour&s;ers prai&s;e.</L>
<L>From generous Blood like Vertue oft de&s;cends,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t mean as &s;eldom its mean worth amends.</L>
<L>Nor mu&s;t thou always thy be&s;t hope neglect</L>
<L>If Natures outward Beauties le&s;s affect</L>
<L>Thy well got Hor&s;e, or that his &s;hape and grace</L>
<L>Le&s;s comely &s;hew the vertue of his Race.</L>
<L>From &s;ure Experience know, there oft have been</L>
<L>Steeds cour&s;ely form'd, yet worthy of their kin;</L>
<L>Or &s;uch when train'd uncouthly &s;troke the Plain,</L>
<L>Or who&s;e rough mouths thy hand does mo&s;t complain;</L>
<L>Yet, even of the&s;e, &s;ure proofe their fame does tell,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t &s;ome of breed and feature le&s;s excell.</L>
<L>A glory, Nature &s;ometimes loves to &s;how</L>
<L>When Soul and Spirit outward form outdo:</L>
<L>But what &s;hould I &s;uch circum&s;tantials &s;peak,</L>
<L>Which every Hor&s;e mans care does obvions make;</L>
<L>Or how, and when, thy Hor&s;e would feed or re&s;t,</L>
<L>With Intervals in which his &s;mooth skin's dre&s;t,</L>
<L>Things too much vulgar for my Pen to teach:</L>
<L>And which, thy Grooms Mechanick skill may reach.</L>
<L>Yet &s;till remember that the Owners eye</L>
<L>Doth be&s;t ob&s;erve neglects in Keepers lye;</L>
<L>Too oft their Crime and Sloth abu&s;e the Hor&s;e</L>
<L>Which un-neglected might have won his Cour&s;e.</L>
<L>Thus have I known the Steed (bad Ma&s;ter leaves),</L>
<L>That &s;oon to future fame new merit gives,</L>
<L>Or from mean glory does to greate&s;t ri&s;e,</L>
<L>And wins the Palm where fir&s;t he lo&s;t the Prize.</L>
<PB N="13" REF="11">
<L>Th' Improv'd Hor&s;e his Conqueror oft &s;ubdues,</L>
<L>And in his Triumph mo&s;t his owner &s;hews.</L>
<L>This to their co&s;t Ill Hor&s;e-men frequent know,</L>
<L>And what is wor&s;e, in Fame are lo&s;ers too.</L>
<L>Thy Hor&s;es humour &s;hould well &s;tudied be,</L>
<L>That labour, food, or ea&s;e, with it agree:</L>
<L>His Bodies &s;tate and Limbs exactly find,</L>
<L>Nor judg thy care of both can be too kind;</L>
<L>Many defects thou may'&s;t this way prevent</L>
<L>And fit his Spirit be&s;t for thy intent.</L>
<L>The tender Hor&s;e &s;hould gentle u&s;age know,</L>
<L>Sharp heats and airings mo&s;t to him are foe:</L>
<L>What &s;uits each temper be&s;t let each endure,</L>
<L>If thou their &s;wift performance wilt allure.</L>
<L>This order chiefly doth this Hor&s;e a&s;&s;i&s;t.</L>
<L>Anothers Spirit would as much re&s;i&s;t.</L>
<L>To no one rule or thing commit thy Tru&s;t,</L>
<L>A varied Science &s;peaks good Hor&s;e-man mo&s;t.</L>
<L>Nor &s;mall Philo&s;ophy's requir'd to know</L>
<L>The Hor&s;e's Nature and his Virtue too,</L>
<L>A skill, the great and noble mu&s;t incite,</L>
<L>That would experience well this &s;wift delight.</L>
<L>In Running Hor&s;e tho' many graces are,</L>
<L>Their wor&s;t de<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">raction is man's worthle&s;s care.</L>
<L>U&s;e and delight his high Perfections &s;how,</L>
<L>And is of Hor&s;e the chiefe&s;t Jewel too:</L>
<L>But what need I his value more relate</L>
<L>Which has from generous Man &s;uch ancient date;</L>
<L>Or tell what Prince or Worthies did delight</L>
<L>The &s;wift ob&s;ervance of his conquering flight;</L>
<L>Or on the &s;peedy Cour&s;ers Back would guide</L>
<L>His &s;portive Glory with his winning Pride.</L>
<PB N="14" REF="12">
<L>Enough my Mu&s;e could &s;uch Records produce,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t &s;he returns to more familiar u&s;e.</L>
<L>Next food and airings &s;ee &s;uch care thou take</L>
<L>That thy Steed may his Sweats &s;ecurely make:</L>
<L>Sweats, above all, do clean his inward part,</L>
<L>And clear gro&s;s humors clog his Wind and Heart.</L>
<L>But 'tis a labour, well provide to know,</L>
<L>That &s;hould thy Hor&s;es &s;trength &s;till under-do;</L>
<L>Le&s;t he too &s;oon a weakned Spirit feel,</L>
<L>Or faint when it &s;hould aid his nimble heel.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t pleas'd with toil, he'l gladly next a&s;pire</L>
<L>T'exceed thy hope, when mo&s;t thou &s;halt require.</L>
<L>Once in each week mo&s;t knowing will admit</L>
<L>To give their heats in time and &s;ea&s;on fit.</L>
<L>Others each &s;ix days hold the fitte&s;t time,</L>
<L>Which may in both or either be no crime;</L>
<L>The Hor&s;e con&s;ider'd well his &s;trength and &s;tate,</L>
<L>To which his Sweats &s;hould u&s;efully relate.</L>
<L>But tru&s;t no certain Pre&s;cripts I advi&s;e.</L>
<L>Or fir&s;t con&s;ult thy Steed to be more wi&s;e.</L>
<L>His Symptoms will far better thee direct</L>
<L>Although his Stars conceal their clo&s;e effect;</L>
<L>Who knows not but &s;ome kinder hours di&s;po&s;e</L>
<L>Both Man and Bea&s;t which other more oppo&s;e:</L>
<L>And how they Food and Re&s;t regretful take,</L>
<L>With every Plea&s;ure Soul and Body make.</L>
<L>Enough this tells thee how thou &s;hould&s;t fulfil</L>
<L>Thy Cour&s;ers prai&s;e tho' with a vari'd skill.</L>
<L>Nor need I here expre&s;s or time or place</L>
<L>Which mo&s;t incite thy Hor&s;e to &s;peed his Race;</L>
<L>Or with what Art thy careful hand &s;hould guide</L>
<L>His &s;troaking Limbs when he doth Wager'd ride.</L>
<PB N="15" REF="12">
<L>Whil&s;t &s;oon thou't grant thy cour&s;er can thee &s;how</L>
<L>The how, and where, of his Perfections too.</L>
<L>Some Hill or Flat with ready ha&s;t endure,</L>
<L>Others the ea&s;y &s;lope does mo&s;t allure.</L>
<L>Tru&s;t there his &s;peed where he loves be&s;t to run,</L>
<L>Love by its power in Hor&s;e has wonders done;</L>
<L>Which &s;wift affection let thy skill incite,</L>
<L>He more than winns that winns with mo&s;t Delight.</L>
<L>Nothing beyond thy Runners might propo&s;e,</L>
<L>Or inconvenient weight on him di&s;po&s;e:</L>
<L>Weight above all things does impede his cour&s;e,</L>
<L>And when 'tis given &s;oone&s;t beats good Hor&s;e.</L>
<L>Few pounds are pre&s;&s;ures, well experienc'd know;</L>
<L>Whence Stone or half-Stone &s;eldom they allow.</L>
<L>Small is the skill which meetly may enjoy</L>
<L>This plea&s;ure if men fitly care employ.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t generous &s;en&s;e be&s;t notions will Improve,</L>
<L>As noble&s;t things oblige the noble&s;t love.</L>
<L>Would'&s;t thou thy Cour&s;ers fame and wager try,</L>
<L>Or with delight on his back four miles fly,</L>
<L>(As oft our Noble&s;s and our Gentry do,)</L>
<L>And not a&s;&s;i&s;t in thine his merit too:</L>
<L>Or think thy eye below it &s;elf de&s;cends</L>
<L>If thy Grooms part by thy ob&s;ervance mends.</L>
<L>Tru&s;t me, this Art's above Mechanick &s;en&s;e,</L>
<L>Or &s;uch the vulgar's &s;lothful thoughts di&s;pen&s;e.</L>
<L>But what need lines indu&s;triou&s;ly a&s;pire</L>
<L>T' incite that Science worthy minds de&s;ire:</L>
<L>Which Nature in this Clime &s;electeth mo&s;t,</L>
<L>The Cour&s;ers famous breed and prai&s;e to boa&s;t;</L>
<L>Nor judg thou do&s;t thy diligence mi&s;pend</L>
<L>If each train'd Hor&s;e does not compleat thy end.</L>
<PB N="16" REF="13">
<L>Or with &s;uch winning Heel doth purcha&s;e fame</L>
<L>As thence accrews to him good Cour&s;ers name.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t thou perhaps in &s;uch may'&s;t vertues find</L>
<L>Worthy thy plea&s;ure in a noble kind;</L>
<L>If Chace of Deer or Hart thou do&s;t delight</L>
<L>And on thy Hor&s;e pur&s;u'&s;t their &s;peedy flight.</L>
<L>The well prov'd Hunter, who will not e&s;teem,</L>
<L>Who&s;e &s;portive toil the greate&s;t highly deem.</L>
<L>His tough and con&s;tant &s;peed the Hound ore-run,</L>
<L>And cha&s;e not ended with the &s;etting Sun.</L>
<L>No Steed &s;trict labour harder does endure;</L>
<L>And next if thou to War would&s;t him enure,</L>
<L>His &s;hape and &s;pirit thy armed weight will bear,</L>
<L>And teach his Foe his active &s;trength to fear;</L>
<L>Swift to a&s;&s;ail and &s;peedy to pur&s;ue,</L>
<L>And if Fate bids retire thy &s;afety too.</L>
<L>Good Blood in Hor&s;e is &s;eldome &s;o far lo&s;t</L>
<L>But in &s;ome vertue it acquits thy co&s;t,</L>
<L>Nature's Perfections different ways do lie,</L>
<L>What fits not one u&s;e t'other may &s;upply</L>
<L>More on this &s;ubject my Pen could dilate,</L>
<L>But what enough can &s;peak this Creature great,</L>
<L>Or tell what fame or merit they acquire,</L>
<L>Who Steeds (of noble&s;t worth) to rai&s;e a&s;pire,</L>
<L>Though Fiction <HI>Pega&s;us</HI> in Heaven does place,</L>
<L>Mo&s;t do &s;uppo&s;e on earth he wing'd his Race;</L>
<L>Or did below from &s;uch &s;wift Blood proceed</L>
<L>As might compleat our <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> Cour&s;ers breed;</L>
<L>Who&s;e prai&s;e my Mu&s;e ambitious was to Sing,</L>
<L>And deems it meete&s;t there to clo&s;e her Wing.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
<PB REF="13">
<PB REF="14">
<PB REF="14">
<PB REF="15">
<PB REF="15" MS="y">
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