and Gaze-hound. The stanch lyme-hound tracks the wounded buck over hill and dale. The fleet gazehound kills the buck at view.
“Thou art the lyme-hound. I am the gazehound. ... Thou bast deep
sagacity and unrelenting
purpose, a steady, long-breathed malignity of nature, that
surpasses mine. But then, I am the bolder, the more ready, both at
action and expedient. ... I say shall we hunt in couples?” —