The Complete Angler: Or, Contemplative Man's Recreation, Being a Discourse on Rivers, Fishponds, Fish, and Fishing. With Notes Biographical and Explanatory, and the Lives of the AuthorsHenry Washbourne, 1842 - 396 páginas |
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... hope that he might have been thereby enabled to extri- cate himself out of the greatest of his difficulties ; and , in reality , to enjoy that tranquillity of mind which he de- scribes with so much feeling in the Stanzes Irreguliers ...
... hope that he might have been thereby enabled to extri- cate himself out of the greatest of his difficulties ; and , in reality , to enjoy that tranquillity of mind which he de- scribes with so much feeling in the Stanzes Irreguliers ...
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... hope , dean of Canterbury , who , from his name , the same with that of Mr. Cotton's mother , is conjectured to have been distantly allied to the family . The above are the most remarkable particulars that at this time are recoverable ...
... hope , dean of Canterbury , who , from his name , the same with that of Mr. Cotton's mother , is conjectured to have been distantly allied to the family . The above are the most remarkable particulars that at this time are recoverable ...
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... hope we shall each be the happier in the other's company . And , Gentlemen , that I may not lose yours , I shall either abate , or amend my pace to enjoy it ; knowing that , as the Italians say , " Good company in a journey makes the ...
... hope we shall each be the happier in the other's company . And , Gentlemen , that I may not lose yours , I shall either abate , or amend my pace to enjoy it ; knowing that , as the Italians say , " Good company in a journey makes the ...
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... hope I may take as great a liberty to blame any man , and laugh at him too , let him be never so grave , that hath not heard what Anglers can say in the justi- fication of their art and recreation ; which I may again tell you is so full ...
... hope I may take as great a liberty to blame any man , and laugh at him too , let him be never so grave , that hath not heard what Anglers can say in the justi- fication of their art and recreation ; which I may again tell you is so full ...
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... hope you will not judge my earnest- ness to be impatience : and for my simplicity , if by that you mean a harmlessness , or that simplicity which was usually found in the primitive Christians , who were , as most Anglers are , quiet men ...
... hope you will not judge my earnest- ness to be impatience : and for my simplicity , if by that you mean a harmlessness , or that simplicity which was usually found in the primitive Christians , who were , as most Anglers are , quiet men ...
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Página 106 - Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
Página 8 - Lord, what music hast thou provided for the saints in heaven, when thou affordest bad men such music on earth...
Página xxxi - Who God doth late and early pray. More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day With a religious book, or friend; - This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall; Lord of himself, though not of lands; And having nothing, yet hath all.
Página 110 - Courts, I would rejoice ; Or, with my Bryan and a book, Loiter long days near Shawford brook ; There sit by him, and eat my meat ; There see the sun both rise and set ; There bid good morning to next day ; There meditate my time away ; And angle on, and beg to have A quiet passage to a welcome grave.
Página 72 - I know it now, I learned the first part in my golden age, when I was about the age of my poor daughter ; and the latter part, which indeed fits me best now, but two or three years ago, when the cares of the world began to take hold of me : but you shall, God willing, hear them both, and sung as well as we can, for we both love anglers. Come, Maudlin, sing the first part to the gentlemen with a merry heart, and I'll sing the second when you have done. " THE MILK-MAID'S SONG. Come live with me, and...
Página 74 - With coral clasps and amber studs, And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Página 241 - Therefore be sure you look to that. And, in the next place, look to your health, and if you have it, praise God, and value it next to a good conscience; for health is the second blessing that we mortals are capable of — a blessing that money cannot buy — and therefore value it, and be thankful for it.
Página xxxi - HOW happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill...
Página 245 - Farewell, ye honour'd rags, ye glorious bubbles; Fame's but a hollow echo ; Gold, pure clay ; Honour the darling but of one short day...
Página 74 - A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten: In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy love.