Hvad folk siger - Skriv en anmeldelse
Vi har ikke fundet nogen anmeldelser de normale steder.
Andre udgaver - Se alle
The Compleat Angler, Or the Contemplative Man's Recreation
Izaak Walton,Charles Cotton
Begrænset visning - 2005
The Compleat Angler: Or, the Contemplative Man's Recreation (A Modern ...
Izaak Walton,Charles Cotton
Begrænset visning - 2000
angler angling appear bait beginning better Bishop bite body breed called carp catch caught CHAP chub colour directions discourse doubt earth edition eels especially excellent fall feed fish flies four frogs give given ground hand hath head History honest hook hunting inches Italy JACKSON keep kind known learned leave live London look master mean meat mentioned minnow months mouth nature never night observed otter pike Pisc pleasure pond pounds present prove published rest river salmon scholar season seems seen sing sometimes song spawn sport stream sure tail taken tell thought told trout turn usually Walton worm writing young
Side 131 - SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Side 100 - A honey tongue, a heart of gall Is fancy's Spring but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle and thy posies Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy love.
Side 287 - Could I be more than any man that lives, Great, fair, rich, wise, all in superlatives : Yet I more freely would these gifts resign, Than ever fortune would have made them mine ; And hold one minute of this holy leisure Beyond the riches of this empty pleasure.
Side 322 - Dear Solitude, the soul's best friend, That man acquainted with himself dost make, And all his Maker's wonders to intend. With thee I here converse at will, And would be -glad to do so still, For it is thou alone that keep'st the soul awake.
Side 99 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Side 99 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Side 209 - ... others freeze with angling reeds, And cut their legs, with shells and weeds, Or treacherously poor fish beset, With strangling snare, or windowy net: Let coarse bold hands, from slimy nest The bedded fish in banks out,wrest, Or curious traitors, sleavesilk flies Bewitch poor fishes
Side 286 - I would be wise, but that I often see The fox suspected, whilst the ass goes free: I would be fair, but see the fair and proud, Like the bright sun, oft setting in a cloud: I would be poor, but know the humble grass Still trampled on by each unworthy ass : Rich, hated ; wise, suspected; scorn'd, if poor; Great, fear'd; fair, tempted; high, still envy'd more.