The river Dove; with some quiet thoughts on the happy practice of angling [signed J.L.A.].1845 - 241 páginas |
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... Pike Pool : then seeing his quill to dip suddenly , he answered with a gaiety , Anon Sir ! look ' you there ; -for I am certain I have a nabble . ' HOST . - And true it was , for he hook'd a trout , and , you may believe me , a big one ...
... Pike Pool : then seeing his quill to dip suddenly , he answered with a gaiety , Anon Sir ! look ' you there ; -for I am certain I have a nabble . ' HOST . - And true it was , for he hook'd a trout , and , you may believe me , a big one ...
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... Pike Pool , seeing we have disturbed the water ; so come , Mr. Marsh , if you please , let us not lose our time hereabouts , but try some other parts , that we may win our match from the skilful fly - fisher . ' After that he took a ...
... Pike Pool , seeing we have disturbed the water ; so come , Mr. Marsh , if you please , let us not lose our time hereabouts , but try some other parts , that we may win our match from the skilful fly - fisher . ' After that he took a ...
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... PIKE POOL . I know not how it may fare with your stomach , but mine tells me it should be near to dinner - time . PAINTER -In plain truth , I am well disposed to play my part at that . ANGLER . - Away then by this bank , where the ...
... PIKE POOL . I know not how it may fare with your stomach , but mine tells me it should be near to dinner - time . PAINTER -In plain truth , I am well disposed to play my part at that . ANGLER . - Away then by this bank , where the ...
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... Pike that you see stand- ing up there , distant from the rock , -that is ' called Pike Pool , and young Mr. Isaac Walton was so pleased with it , as to draw it in landskip , in black and white , in a blank ' book I have at home , as he ...
... Pike that you see stand- ing up there , distant from the rock , -that is ' called Pike Pool , and young Mr. Isaac Walton was so pleased with it , as to draw it in landskip , in black and white , in a blank ' book I have at home , as he ...
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... PIKE POOL , our enter- tainment would be complete : and let us not de- spair to inveigle him hither next month of May . ANGLER . - Well , I have known stranger things come to pass ; and now , if you please , we'll drink his health in a ...
... PIKE POOL , our enter- tainment would be complete : and let us not de- spair to inveigle him hither next month of May . ANGLER . - Well , I have known stranger things come to pass ; and now , if you please , we'll drink his health in a ...
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The River Dove with Some Quiet Thoughts on the Happy Practice of Angling J. L. A. Vista completa - 1847 |
Términos y frases comunes
a-fishing Alstonfields ANGLER ANGLER.-And ANGLER.-Come ANGLER.-I ANGLER.-The ANGLER.-Well ash trees Ashbourne banks barley wine Beresford Hall beseech brace of trouts brother Charles Cotton cheerful church COMPLETE ANGLER Coridon Dale declare delight Derbyshire desire discourse entertainment excellent fish fishing-house flowers Francis Quarles gentleman give hand happy hath hear heart heaven here's hills holy honest hope host HOST.-Aye HOST.-Gentlemen HOST.-Sir innocent Izaak Walton landskip look Marsh master merry methinks Michael Drayton miles mind morning mountains natural noble Olive Cotton PAINTER PAINTER.-How PAINTER.-I PAINTER.-Well peace persuade Pike Pool PISCATOR pleasant pleasure pr'ythee praise pray promise prospect Prospect Tower recreation remember river River Dove river Manifold rocks servant side sing song spirit sport Staffordshire stone stream sure sweet tell thank thee thing Thorpe Cloud thou thoughts Tower trees trouts Uttoxeter VENATOR VIATOR walk worthy yonder
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Página 231 - Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone : She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity : 'Fie, fie, fie...
Página 230 - 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.
Página 126 - But never more could see the man Approaching from the town : Their pretty lips with blackberries Were all besmear'd and dyed.
Página 16 - Richard, I do not give, but lend you my horse; be sure you be honest, and bring my horse back to me at your return this way to Oxford. And I do now give you ten groats to bear your charges to Exeter; and here is ten groats more, which I charge you to deliver to your mother, and tell her, I send her a Bishop's benediction with it, and beg the continuance of her prayers for me.
Página 231 - 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.
Página 167 - I did ; — and, going, did a rainbow note : Surely, thought I, This is the lace of Peace's coat : I will search out the matter. But while I look'd the clouds immediately Did break and scatter. Then went I to a garden, and did spy A gallant flower, The crown imperial. " Sure," said I, " Peace at the root must dwell.
Página 227 - Indeed, my good scholar, we may say of angling as Dr. Boteler said of strawberries, " Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did ; " and so, if I might be judge, " God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling.
Página 168 - Take of this grain, which in my garden grows, And grows for you; Make bread of it: — and that repose And peace, which everywhere With so much earnestness you do pursue, Is only there.
Página 98 - 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.
Página 157 - Wings from the wind to please her mind, Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird, prune thy wing. Nightingale, sing, To give my love good-morrow.