The River Dove: With Some Quiet Thoughts on the Happy Practice of AnglingWilliam Pickering, 1847 - 296 sider |
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... hath set forth the delights of this recreation with fuch refined and ingenuous ar- guments , as to persuade many a man to become a fisher , who was before very averse to it . Nay , I fhall hope to make you put on new thoughts of angling ...
... hath set forth the delights of this recreation with fuch refined and ingenuous ar- guments , as to persuade many a man to become a fisher , who was before very averse to it . Nay , I fhall hope to make you put on new thoughts of angling ...
Side 10
... mightily : for nature , that is fo excellent an artificer , hath contrived her works on either fide the river with a most unimitable difpofition and fkilfulness . And you are to note , the river I fpeak of ΙΟ The River Dove .
... mightily : for nature , that is fo excellent an artificer , hath contrived her works on either fide the river with a most unimitable difpofition and fkilfulness . And you are to note , the river I fpeak of ΙΟ The River Dove .
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... . But furely it cannot be denied , that he hath sometimes fpun a long line for the readers of his discourse on fishing ? Angler . Yet are his lines fpun with a curi- ous magical contexture of learning and wit , to allure 14 The River Dove .
... . But furely it cannot be denied , that he hath sometimes fpun a long line for the readers of his discourse on fishing ? Angler . Yet are his lines fpun with a curi- ous magical contexture of learning and wit , to allure 14 The River Dove .
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... hath a thankful and reverential heart . Angler . Aye , and is an orthodox christian , that loves our dear mother THE CHURCH , her primitive orders of apoftolic ministry and go- vernment , her holy facraments and her service book , which ...
... hath a thankful and reverential heart . Angler . Aye , and is an orthodox christian , that loves our dear mother THE CHURCH , her primitive orders of apoftolic ministry and go- vernment , her holy facraments and her service book , which ...
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... hath no wit , that cannot , from the rifing of the lark to the ' lodging of the lamb , vary deferved praise on < my palfrey it is a theme as fluent as the sea ; ' turn the fands into eloquent tongues , and my ' horfe is argument for ...
... hath no wit , that cannot , from the rifing of the lark to the ' lodging of the lamb , vary deferved praise on < my palfrey it is a theme as fluent as the sea ; ' turn the fands into eloquent tongues , and my ' horfe is argument for ...
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Side 98 - And the daughter of Zion is left as a cottage in a vineyard, as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, as a besieged city.
Side 286 - Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the evensong; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along. » We have short time to stay as you; We have as short a spring; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you or anything. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Side 121 - 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 227 - Sweet are the thoughts that savour of content; The quiet mind is richer than a crown; Sweet are the nights in careless slumber spent; The poor estate scorns fortune's angry frown ; Such sweet content, such minds, such sleep, such bliss, Beggars enjoy, when princes oft do miss.
Side 210 - O thou afflicted, tossed with tempest, and not comforted, behold, I will lay thy stones with fair colours, and lay thy foundations with sapphires. And I will make thy windows of agates, and thy gates of carbuncles, and all thy borders of pleasant stones.
Side 285 - Fair Daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon : As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song ; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ! As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew Ne'er to be found again.
Side 197 - I'll borrow. Wake from thy nest, robin red-breast, Sing, birds, in every furrow; And from each bill, let music shrill Give my fair love good morrow. Blackbird and thrush, in every bush, Stare, linnet, and cock-sparrow, You pretty elves, amongst yourselves, Sing my fair love good morrow.
Side 148 - Go thy way, eat thy bread with joy, and drink thy wine with a merry heart; for God now accepteth thy works.
Side 209 - Take of this grain, which in my garden grows, And grows for you ; Make bread of it : and that repose And peace, which every where With so much earnestness you do pursue, Is only there.
Side 209 - I met a reverend good old man : Whom when for Peace I did demand, he thus began ; There was a Prince of old At Salem dwelt, who lived with good increase Of flock and fold.