One evening, while the cooler shade she sought,
  Revolving many a melancholy thought,
  Alone she walk’d, and look’d around in vain,
  With rueful visage, for her vanish’d train: 
  None of her sylvan subjects made their court;
  Levees and couchees pass’d without resort. 
  So hardly can usurpers manage well 517
  Those whom they first instructed to rebel. 
  More liberty begets desire of more;
  The hunger still increases with the store. 
  Without respect they brush’d along the wood,
  Each in his clan, and, fill’d with loathsome food,
  Ask’d no permission to the neighbouring flood. 
  The Panther, full of inward discontent,
  Since they would go, before them wisely went;
  Supplying want of power by drinking first,
  As if she gave them leave to quench their thirst. 
  Among the rest, the Hind, with fearful face,
  Beheld from far the common watering place,
  Nor durst approach; till, with an awful roar, 530
  The sovereign Lion[107] bade her fear no more. 
  Encouraged thus she brought her younglings nigh,
  Watching the motions of her patron’s eye,
  And drank a sober draught; the rest amazed
  Stood mutely still, and on the stranger gazed;
  Survey’d her part by part, and sought to find
  The ten-horn’d monster in the harmless Hind,
  Such as the Wolf and Panther had design’d. 
  They thought at first they dream’d; for ’twas offence
  With them to question certitude of sense, 540
  Their guide in faith:  but nearer when they drew,
  And had the faultless object full in view,
  Lord, how they all admired her heavenly hue! 
  Some, who before her fellowship disdain’d,
  Scarce, and but scarce, from in-born rage restrain’d,
  Now frisk’d about her, and old kindred feign’d. 
  Whether for love or interest, every sect
  Of all the savage nation show’d respect. 
  The viceroy Panther could not awe the herd; 549
  The more the company, the less they fear’d. 
  The surly Wolf with secret envy burst,
  Yet could not howl; (the Hind had seen him first:)
  But what he durst not speak the Panther durst.

    For when the herd, sufficed, did late repair,
  To ferny heaths, and to their forest lair,
  She made a mannerly excuse to stay,
  Proffering the Hind to wait her half the way: 
  That, since the sky was clear, an hour of talk
  Might help her to beguile the tedious walk. 
  With much good-will the motion was embraced, 560
  To chat a while on their adventures pass’d: 
  Nor had the grateful Hind so soon forgot
  Her friend and fellow-sufferer in the Plot. 
  Yet, wondering how of late she grew estranged,
  Her forehead cloudy, and her countenance changed,
  She thought this hour the occasion would