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Roach and Dace the sandy bottom choose, And Carp the weeds, and Tench the muddy ooze, In streams with gravel bottoms Gudgeon do delight, The wanton Bleak will ever sport in sight, The Pike, the tyrant of the finny brood, Near woods and sedges lies lurking for his food. Hammersmith, 1846.
Come over the moor, come over the lea, Come down by the banks of the rippling Dee ; Bring rod in your hand, with right merry heart, That nature may sport, and full pleasure impart.
Come forth in the morn, 'fore the lark mounts the sky, Let firm be your step, and lively your eye ; For tern fate has decreed, and stubborn his will, That sport we shall have, our baskets we'll nil.
Over the mountain, and over the dale, On banks of the streams, where zephyr's prevail, With skill in our throws and an angler's eye, The haunts of the trout we'll surely descry.
When ev'ning has come, and chill is the dew, We'll spy out some spot, our strength to renew; We'll open the flask with jovial glee, And cheer for the maids who live near the Dee. Chester, 1831.
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