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Tune.—"All in the Downs.''
All in the fragrant prime of day,
Ere Phoebus spreads around his beams, The early Angler takes his way
To verdant banks of crystal stream. If health, content, and thoughtful musing charm, What sport like Angling can our cares disarm ?
That ev'ry sense delight enjoys,
Zephyr with odours loads his wing ;
Flora displays ten thousand dyes, And varied notes the warblers sings. If health, &c.
On the soft margin camly plac'd,
Pleas'd he beholds the finny brood Through the transparent fluid haste,
Darting along in quest of food. If health, &c. The skilful Angler opes his store,
(Paste, Worms, or Flies his hook sustains,) And quickly spreads the grassy shore
With shining spoils that crown his pains. If health, &c.
If some fierce shower in floods descends, A gloomy grove's thick shade is near; Whose grateful umbrage safe defends 'Till more inviting skies sppear. If health, &c.
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