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When artful flies the angler would prepare,
This task of all deserves his utmost skill;
Nor verse nor prose can ever teach him well
What masters only know, and practice tell.
Yet thus at large I venture to support,
Nature best follow'd best secures the sport.
Of flies the kinds, their seasons, and their breed,
Their shapes, their hues, with nice observance heed ;
Which most the trout admires, and where obtain'd
Experience best will teach you, or some friend ;
For several kinds must ev'ry month supply,
So great's his passion for variety ;
Nay, if new species on the streams you find,
Try, you'll acknowledge fortune amply kind.
ENEMIES OF FISH.
A thousand foes the finny people chase ; Nor are they safe from their own kindred race ; The Pike, fell tyrant of the liquid plain, With rav'nous waste dovours his fellow train ; Yet, howsoe'er with raging famine pin'd, The Trench he spares, his salutary kind. Hence too the Pearch, a like varaeious brood, Forbears to make this geu'rous race his food.