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Although thy life is like to thee,
An atom—art thou not Far happier than thou e'er could'st be
If long life were thy lot ?
For then deep pangs might wound thy breast,
And make thee wish for death ; But, as it is, thou'rt soon at rest,
Thou creature of a breath.
Ye who with rod and line aspire to catch
Leviathans that swim within the stream
Of this fam'd River, now no longer new,
Yet stil so call'd, come hither to the Sluice-Ilouse.
Here largest gudgeons live, and fattest roach
Resort, and even barbel have been found.
Here, too, doth sometimes prey the rav'ning shark,
Of streams like this, that is to say, a jack.
If fortune aid ye, ye perchance shall find
Upon an average within one day,
At least a fish or two ; if ye do not,
This will I promise yo, that ye shall have
Most glorious nibbles ; come, then, haste ye here,
And with yo bring large stock of baits and patio nco.
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