The Compleat AnglerClarendon Press, 1915 - 398 sider |
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Side 12
... meat or medicine . Ambush'd behind that root doth stay A Pike , to catch , and be a prey . The treacherous quill in this slow stream Betrays the hunger of a Bream . And at that nimbler ford ( no doubt ) Your false fly cheats a speckled ...
... meat or medicine . Ambush'd behind that root doth stay A Pike , to catch , and be a prey . The treacherous quill in this slow stream Betrays the hunger of a Bream . And at that nimbler ford ( no doubt ) Your false fly cheats a speckled ...
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Izaak Walton. which she both knows and obeys , to accept of meat from my hand , to own me for her Master , to go home with me , and be willing the next day to afford me the like recreation . And more ; this element of air which I profess ...
Izaak Walton. which she both knows and obeys , to accept of meat from my hand , to own me for her Master , to go home with me , and be willing the next day to afford me the like recreation . And more ; this element of air which I profess ...
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... meat morning and evening . Lastly , the Holy Ghost , when he descended visibly upon our Saviour , did it by assuming the shape of a Dove . And , to conclude this part of my discourse , pray remember these wonders were done by birds of ...
... meat morning and evening . Lastly , the Holy Ghost , when he descended visibly upon our Saviour , did it by assuming the shape of a Dove . And , to conclude this part of my discourse , pray remember these wonders were done by birds of ...
Side 29
... meat and medicines to mankind ; but I will leave them to their sweet labour , without the least disturbance , believing them to be all very busy at this very time amongst the herbs and flowers that we see nature puts forth this May ...
... meat and medicines to mankind ; but I will leave them to their sweet labour , without the least disturbance , believing them to be all very busy at this very time amongst the herbs and flowers that we see nature puts forth this May ...
Side 31
... meat suitable , if the earth had not been a bountiful mother ? But to pass by the mighty Elephant , which the earth breeds and nourisheth , and descend to the least of creatures , how doth the earth afford us a doctrinal example in the ...
... meat suitable , if the earth had not been a bountiful mother ? But to pass by the mighty Elephant , which the earth breeds and nourisheth , and descend to the least of creatures , how doth the earth afford us a doctrinal example in the ...
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Art of Angling artificial fly bait Barbel Bartas belly better betwixt bite body bottom Bream bred breed called Camden Carp catch caught Charles Cotton Chub colour Compleat Angler Coridon Derbyshire discourse doth doubtless Du Bartas dubbing earth edition excellent feather feed fish flies frog Gesner give Grayling ground-bait hackle hair hath head Hist honest hook Izaak Walton John Chalkhill kind leave let me tell live London look mallard master meat miles minnow month mouth never observed Otter Pike PISCATOR pleasure Pliny pond recreation river river Dove Roach Rondeletius Salmon scholar season silk sing Sir Francis Bacon song spawn sport Stone-fly stream sweet tail taken Tench thank told Trout and Grayling usually VENATOR VIATOR Walton wind wings wool worm yellow
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Side 118 - 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. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives ; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly lives.
Side 117 - 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.
Side 88 - The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.
Side 239 - Here's no fantastic masque, nor dance, But of our kids that frisk and prance ; Nor wars are seen, Unless upon the green Two harmless lambs are butting one the...
Side 339 - In the artificial night, Your gloomy entrails make, Have I taken, do I take ! How oft when grief has made me fly, To hide me from society Even of my dearest friends, have I, In your recesses' friendly shade, All my sorrows open laid, And my most secret woes, intrusted to your privacy ! Lord!
Side 197 - tis beloved by many: Other joys Are but toys, Only this Lawful is; For our skill Breeds no ill, But content and pleasure. In a morning up we rise, Ere Aurora's peeping : Drink a cup to wash our eyes, Leave the sluggard sleeping: Then we go To and fro, With our knacks At our backs, To such streams As the Thames, If we have the leisure.
Side 88 - ... 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 338 - How calm and quiet a delight Is it, alone, To read and meditate and write, By none offended, and offending none ! To walk, ride, sit, or sleep at one's own ease ; And, pleasing a man's self, none other to displease.
Side 58 - Let me live harmlessly, and near the brink Of Trent or Avon have a dwelling-place, Where I may see my quill, or cork, down sink. With eager bite of pike, or bleak, or dace ; And on the world and my Creator think : Whilst some men strive ill-gotten goods t' embrace ; And others spend their time in base excess Of wine, or worse, in war, or wantonness.
Side 121 - And raise my low-pitched thoughts above Earth, or what poor mortals love : Thus, free from lawsuits, and the noise Of princes' courts, I would rejoice. Or, with my Bryan and a book, Loiter long days near Shawford brook.