My Life as an Angler ...W. Satchell, Peyton & Company, 1879 - 312 |
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Strona 156 - Take care of the pence and the pounds will take care of themselves is as true of personal habits as of money.
Strona 55 - When with his lively ray the potent Sun Has pierced the streams, and roused the finny race, Then, issuing cheerful, to thy sport repair; Chief should the western breezes curling play, And light o'er ether bear the shadowy clouds. High to their fount, this day, amid the hills, And woodlands warbling round, trace up the brooks; The next, pursue their rocky-channel'd maze, Down to the river, in whose ample wave Their little naiads love to sport at large.
Strona 147 - You see the ways the fisherman doth take To catch the fish ; what engines doth he make ! Behold how he engageth all his wits ; Also his snares, lines, angles, hooks, and nets...
Strona 236 - But crystal currents glide within their bounds ; The finny brood their wonted haunts forsake, Float in the sun, and skim along the lake; With frequent leap they range the shallow streams. Their silver coats reflect the dazzling beams. Now let the fisherman his toil s prepare, And arm himself with ev'ry watery snare ; His hooks, his lines, peruse with careful eye. Increase his tackle, and his rod re-tie.
Strona 31 - My name is Norval: on the Grampian hills My father feeds his flocks; a frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his store, And keep his only son, myself, at home. For I had heard of battles, and I longed To follow to the field some warlike lord : And Heaven soon granted what my sire denied.
Strona 272 - Whilst some men strive ill-gotten goods t" embrace, And others spend their time in base excess Of wine, or worse, in war and wantonness. Let them that list these pastimes still pursue, And on such pleasing fancies feed their fill ; So I the fields and meadows green may view, And daily by fresh rivers walk at will Among the daisies and the violets blue, Red hyacinth and yellow daffodil, Purple narcissus like the morning rays, Pale gander-grass and azure culver-keys.
Strona 55 - Down to the river, in whose ample wave Their little naiads love to sport at large. Just in the dubious point, where with the pool Is mix'd the trembling stream, or where it boils Around the stone, or from the hollow'd bank Reverted plays in undulating- flow, There throw, nice-judging, the delusive fly ; And as you lead it round in artful curve, With eye attentive mark the springing game.
Strona 55 - There throw, nice-judging, the delusive fly; And, as you lead it round in artful curve, With eye attentive mark the springing game. Straight as above the surface of the flood They wanton rise, or urged by hunger leap, Then fix, with gentle twitch, the barbed hook : Some lightly tossing to the grassy bank, And to the shelving shore slow-dragging some, With various hand proportioned to their force.
Strona 250 - 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. When we please to walk abroad For our recreation, In the fields is our...
Strona 210 - Then the fishes do come forth ; When the wind is in the south, It blows the bait in the fish's mouth.