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ADDITIONAL NOTES AND APPENDIX
TO THE COMPLETE ANGLER.
P. 3. The first edition of Walton's Angler appears, from the original advertisements, to have been published at eighteenpence. It was thus advertised in " The Perfect Diurnall: from Monday, May 9th, to Monday, May 16M, 1653," p. 2716, London, 4to:—
"The Compleat Angler, or the Contemplative Man's Recreation, being a Discourse of Fish and Fishing, not unworthy the perusal of most Anglers, of 18 pence price. Written by Iz. Wa. Also the known Play of the Spanish Gipsee, never till now published: Both printed for Richard Marriot, to be sold at his shop in Saint Dunstan's Churchyard, Fleet street. In the Mercurittt Politvus : from Thursday, May 12, to Thursday, May 19, 1653,/. 2470, London, 4/0, the Complete Angler is thus noticed: "There is newly extant, a Book of l$d. price, called the Compleat Angler, or the Contemplative Man's Recreation, being a Discourse of Fish and Fishing, not unworthy the perusal of most Anglers. Printed for Richard Marriot, to be sold at his shop in St Dunstan's Churchyard, Fleet street"
P. 14. Alexander Brome also edited Fletcher's comedy of " Monsieur Thomas" in 1639, which he dedicated to Charles Cotton, Esq., the father of the author of the second part of "The Complete Angler."
P. 18. The following translation of Dr Duport's verses to Walton is from the pen of the Venerable Archdeacon Wrangham, and was first printed in his edition of Dr Zouch's works, vol. ii. p. 441:—
Ham., Walton,'with thatJisher-sV\\\, Reading, on no inglorious theme.
Among more recent verses in praise of Walton, the following which occur in a poem edited by N. Tate, entitled "The Innocent Epicure, or Angling," published in 1697, the author of which is not known, merit insertion from their commemorating Walton, Cotton, and Venables:—
Hail, great Triumvirate * of Angling I hail.
* Walton, Cotton, and Venables.
And master thou, and scholar I,
Deep lectures to a listening host.
—A fisher was great nature's Lord.
But tell me first, for you or none can tell,
P. 35. In a poem by W. Vallans, entitled "A Tale of Two Swannes," printed in 1590, are these verses descriptive of Theobalds :—
* Thebaic!s. Now see these Swannes. the new and worthie seate*
Of famous Cicill, tresorer of the land,
It may here be remarked, that the view of the exterior of Theobalds, which will be found at page 180 of this work, from a picture by Vinkenboom, now in the Fitzwilliam. Collection at Cambridge, was engraved in the second volume of the Vetusta Monumenta, where it is called a view of Richmond Palace. The following statement on the subject occurs in the Gentleman's Magazine for September 1836: '* There is a folio plate of it, engraved at the expense of the Society of Antiquaries in the year 1765, but under the misnomer of Richmond Palace, a very extraordinary instance of carelessness and want of research, as there are two old views in existence of Richmond Palace, showing that its architecture was totally different in style to that of Theobalds. The original painting was then 1 in the possession of Lord Viscount Fitzwilliam at Richmond* a circumstance which naturally led to the misnomer with inconsiderate persons." As the Vetusta Monumenta is published by the Society of Antiquaries of London, the blunder, however striking, surely cannot be considered extraordinary.
P. 42. Tradescant's House is now the residence of William Heseltine, Esq.
P. 54- The following verses, ascribed to Sir Henry Wotton, which occur in Clifford's tl Tixall Poetry," p. 297, bear so much resemblance, in beauty and simplicity, to many of the pieces alluded to by Walton, that their insertion needs no apology :—
RUSTICATIO RELIGIOSI IN VACANTtlS.
Quivering feares, heart-tearing cares,
Fly, fly to courts.
Fly to find worldly harts;
And criefc is fore'd to laugh against his will;
Fly from our country pastime, fly*
Sad troopes of humane misery.
Or the pure azure heaven, that smiles to
The rich attendance of our poverty;
Abused mortals, did yon know
Where joy, hart's ease, and comforts grow,
Where winds sometimes our woods perhaps
But blustering Care can never tempest make;
Nor murmurs ere come nigh us
Here's no fantasiike maske, or dance.
Nor wars are scene.
Unless upon the greene
Which done, both bleating run each to his
Here are no false entrapping baites
Unless it be
The fond credulity Of silly fi>h, which, worldlings like, still look
Upon the baite, and never on the hooke;
Nor envy, unless among"
The bird s, for praise of their sweet Sogu
Go, let the diving negro seeke
Sweet silent groves, O may you be
May pure contents
For ever pitch their tents
rocks, these mountains;
Which we may every yeare
Find when we come to sojourne here.
P. 54. There are strong reasons for believing that the "Secrets of Angling" was not written by John Davcrs, but by John Dcnnys^ Esq., who was lord of Oldbury-sur-Montcm, in the county of Gloucester, between 1572 and 1608. He was a younger son of Sir Walter Dennis, of Pucklechurch, in that county, by Agnes, daughter and co-heiress of Sir Robert Davcrs, or Danvers. It has been observed by Mr James Williamson, that the author of the Secrets of Angling speaks of the river Boyd, "washing the cliffs of Deighton and Week, and through their rocks, with winding way, seeking the Avon, in whose fair streams are found trout, roaches, dace, gudgeon, and bleak." Mention is also made of the many pleasant banks of that river, and of parties of anglers from Bath and Bristol passing along the meadows near the sides of that beautiful stream. The author likewise speaks of the rivers Usk, Severn, and Wye, which flow not very far distant from that neighbourhood. It appears that there is a beautiful rivulet called Boyd, which is formed by four distinct streams, rising in the parishes of Codrington, Pucklechurch, Dyrham, and Toghill, in the southern part of the county of Gloucester, between Bath and Bristol, which join in Wyke or Week Street, in the parish of Alston and Wyck, near a bridge of three large arches, and thence by the name of Boyd down to Avon, at Kynsham Bridge, and which river passes through the village of Pucklechurch, and thence flows on to Bitton, where stands a stone bridge. At Alston and Wyke there are many high cliffs or rocks, whose quarries afford most excellent lime, and in the north aisle of the ancient Church of Pucklechurch is the burial-place of the family of Dennys. John Penny*, Esq., was resident in that neighbourhood in the year 1572, and so continued till 1608, during which interval he was lord of the manor of Oldbury-surMontem, and of other places in the county of Gloucester.
The poet who commends the " Secrets of Angling " in the copy of verse* under the signature of "Jo. Daves," was probably the authors relation; and this seems to have been the old way of spelling the name of Davers or Danvers, as may be collected from Leland's Itinerarium, cd. 1769, vol. & P- 115.
P. 79. The following are the songs mentioned by Walton :—
COME, SHEPHERDS, DECK YOUR HEADS.
(From a MS. in the collection of the late Mr Ileber, communicated by Mr T. Rodd.)
Come, Shepheards, clcclc your heads
All yee forsaken wooers
Faire Venus made her chast,
At all her pretty parts
I nere enough can wonder;
She overcame all hearts,
Yet shee all hearts came under j
Her inward parts were sweetc,
Yet not so sweete as common,
Shepheard shall neaver meet
So plaine a deaiinge woman.
*AS AT NOON DULCINA RESTED."
(Printed in Ellis's Specimens of Early English Poetry, 2d ed. p. 189.)
As at noon Dulcina rested
In her sweet and shady bower,
But in vain she did conjure him,
To depart her presence so, Ha ving a thousand tongues t' allure him, And but one to bid him go.
When Hps invite,
And eyes delight.
What boots to say.
He demands, what time for pleasure
She says, night gives love that leisure
But what promise or profession
From his hands could purchase scope? Who would sell the sweet possession Of such beauty for a hope?
Or for the sight
Of lingering night
Tho' ne'er so fair
Her speeches were,
How at last agreed these lovers?
She was fair and he was young; The tongue may tell what th* eye discovers, Joys unseen are never sung.
Did she consent
Or he reh-nt,
I-eft he her a maid
Or not, she said,
"PHILLIDA FLOUTS ME."
(Printed in Ritson's "Ancient Songs," ed. 1790, p. 236, from the "Theatre of Compliments," in 1689.)
Oh ! what a plague is love,
I cannot bear it;
I greatly fear it;
That my heart faileth;
She wavers with the wind,
As a ship saileth:
Phillida flouts me.
* In the third, fourth, and fifth, as well as in the present edition of "The Complete Angler," this word is erroneously printed "herds"
At the fair t'other day,
A* she pass'd by me,
And would not spy roe.
But could not Ret her;
He migl t entreat her.
Fair maid, be not so coy.
Do not disdain me;
Sweet, entertain me.
All things that's fitting,
And her goose silting;
I often heard her say,
That she lov'd posies:
I gave her roses;
And the sweet lily,
Of my dear Philly:
Thou shalt eat curds-atid-creim
All the year lasting.
Pleasant in tasting;
Pie-lid aad pastry crust.
Pears, plums, and cherries;
Phillida flouts me.
Which way soe'cr I go.
Nothing contents me:
With grief and sorrow:
Phillida flouts me
Fair maiden, have a care,
And in time take me;
If you forsake me:
Smil'd on me lately.
Wrought with blue Coventry,
Of my fidelity;
And she shall tear iL
Phillida flouts me.
The length of this well-known ballad prevents its being reprinted here. It will be found in " Percy's Reliques," as well as in several other collections.
(From Ritson's Ancient Songs and Ballads, ed. 1829, vol. ii. p. 215, where it is entitled "John Armstrong's Last Good-Night.")
Is there never a man in all Scotland,
From the highest estate to the lowest degree.
That can show himself now before the king,
Scotland is so full of treachery f Yes, there is a man in Westmoreland,
And John Armstrong they do him call,
He has horses and harness for them all,
With their goodly belts about their necks,
The king he writes a loving letter,
And with his own hand so tenderly,
*' I was never before a king in my life,