The foremost hound grips the hare. — Hound

"The hindmost hound oft takes the doubling hare."

"four lean hounds crouched low and smiling my heart fell dead before."

"And through the woods, another way, Faint bugle-notes from far are borne, Where hunters gather, staghounds bay, Round some old forest-lodge at morn."

"Whosoever loveth me loveth my hound."

"A good Hound never barks on a cold trail."

"They were the footprints of a gigantic hound!"