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 16th, 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 Mercurius Politicus: from Thursday, May 12, to Thursday, May 19, 1653, p. 2470, London, 4to, the Complete Angler is thus noticed : "There is newly extant, a Book of 18d. price, called the Compleat Angier, 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:— HAI, Walton, with that fisher-skill, Reading, on no inglorious theme, Deep lectures to a listening host. A dread associate may record 'Mid empire's toils in Tibur's shade! HAIL, great Triumvirate of Angling! hail, * Walton, Cotton, and Venables. But tell me first, for you or none can tell, He taught us first the Grandeur of the Court; P. 35. In a poem by W. Vallans, entitled "A Tale of Two Swannes," printed in 1590, are these verses descriptive of Theobalds : * Thebalds. Now see these Swannes, the new and worthie seate* Of famous Cicill, tresorer of the land, Whose wisedome, counsell, skill of princes state, The world admires; then Swannes may doe the same: 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 '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 "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 : Nor murmurs ere come nigh us, Here's no fantastike maske, or dance, Unless upon the greene Two hamless lambs are butting one the other, Which done, both bleating run each to his mother: Nor wounds are ever found, Save what the ploughshare gives the ground. Here are no false entrapping baites To hasten too, too hasty fates, Unless it te The fond credulity Of silly fish, which, worldlings like, still look Upon the baite, and never on the hooke; Nor envy, unless among The birds, for praise of their sweet song. Save what the dewy morne And go d nere here appeares But what the yellow Ceres beares. Sweet silent groves, O may you be For ever mirth's best nursery. May pure contents For ever pitch their tents Upon these meads, these downs, these rocks, these mountains; And peace still slumber by these purling fountains; 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 Davers, but by John Dennys, Esq., who was lord of Oldbury-sur-Montem, 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 Davers, 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 Dennys, 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 verses under the signature of "Jo. Daves," was probably the author's 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, ed. 1769, vol. iii. 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 Heber, communicated by Mr T. Rodd.) COME, Shepheards, deck your heads And make the downes your pillowes, 66 Faire Venus made her chast, I nere enough can wonder; AS AT NOON DULCINA RESTED." (Printed in Ellis's Specimens of Early English Poetry, 2d ed. p. 189.) (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; She will inconstant prove, I greatly fear it; It so torments my mind, That my heart faileth; She wavers with the wind, As a ship saileth: Please her the best I may, She loves still to gainsay, Alack, and well-a-day! 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, And would not spy me. But could not get her; Fair maid, be not so coy, Do not disdain me; I am my mother's joy, Sweet, entertain me. I shall have, when she dies, I often heard her say, That she lov'd posies; Thou shalt eat curds-and-cre im And drink the crystal stream, Swig whey until you burst, CHEVY CHASE. Pie-lid and pastry crust, Pears, plums, and cherries; Which way soe'er I go, She still torments me; Like any shadow; Fair maiden, have a care, And in time take me; I can have those as fair, Favours me greatly; One throws milk on my clothes. She hath a cloth of mine, But if she frowns on me, She ne'er shall wear it; 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. JOHNNY ARMSTRONG. (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, That can show himself now before the king, 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 lettèr, And with his own hand so tenderly, a tree: "I was never before a king in my life, |