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ON ANGLING. 135 |
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When wi' fair skilly fechin'
Ye've warsled him out, A dainty three-pounder,
A bonnie sea trout, Frae the brine freshly run,
An' jist ht for your creel, Ah ! then is the time,
Like a warm hearted chiel, To keep mind o' a friend.
Wha will share in your glee, When he joins you some Sabbath.
At kipper or tea.
W. H. |
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LINES
written on the back of an old copt of
the "Complete Angler," 1802.
Push about the bottle, lads. Round the circle let it pass ; Down with baskets, and you'r gads, And quaff off your social glass.
. When dull cares disturb the soul, To the river banks repair ; Throw the fly, or minnow troll ; This will keep you from despair. |
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