The Angler's Complete Guide to the Rivers and Lakes of England

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Whittaker & Company, 1853 - 186 pages

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Page 73 - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Page 138 - Once again I see These hedgerows, hardly hedgerows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild ; these pastoral farms, Green to the very door ; and wreaths of smoke Sent up in silence from among the trees, With some uncertain notice, as might seem, Of vagrant dwellers in the houseless woods, Or of some hermit's cave, where by his fire The hermit sits alone.
Page 73 - These pleasures, Melancholy, give; And I with thee will choose to live.
Page 88 - O my beloved rocks, that rise To awe the earth and brave the skies! From some aspiring mountain's crown How dearly do I love, Giddy with pleasure to look down; And from the vales to view the noble heights above; O my beloved caves!
Page 45 - So that of every kind, the new spawn'd numerous fry Seem in me as the sands that on my shore do lie. The barbel, than which fish a braver doth not swim, Nor greater for the ford within my spacious brim, Nor (newly taken) more the curious taste doth please ; The grayling, whose great spawn is big as any pease ; The perch with pricking fins, against the pike prepared, As nature had thereon bestowed this stronger guard, His daintiness to keep (each curious palate's proof) From his vile ravenous...
Page 88 - With thine much purer to compare; The rapid Garonne, and the winding Seine, Are both too mean. Beloved Dove, with thee To vie priority ; Nay, Thame and Isis when conjoin'd, submit, And lay their trophies at thy silver feet.
Page 151 - Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view ! The fountain's fall, the river's flow, The woody valleys, warm and low ; The windy summit, wild and high, "Roughly rushing on the sky ! The pleasant seat, the ruin'd tower, The naked rock, the shady bower ; The town and village, dome and farm, Each give each a double charm, As pearls upon an Ethiop's arm.
Page 97 - Generally, its banks are luxuriantly wooded ; the oak, the elm, the alder, and the ash, flourish abundantly along its course, beneath the shade of whose united branches the Derwent is sometimes secluded from the eye of the traveller, and becomes a companion for the ear alone; then, suddenly emerging into day...
Page 154 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
Page 158 - That's to full compass drawn, aloft himself doth throw ; Then springing at his height, as doth a little wand That, bended end to end, and...

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