The River Dove: With Some Quiet Thoughts on the Happy Practice of AnglingWilliam Pickering, 1847 - 296 страници |
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... fall to it merrily . Painter . Here it is , and all of the beft ; fo let us fay grace , and begin . Angler . With all my heart ; -and that will give it a relish . Painter . How now , brave Sir ! What fay you ? Angler . By pick and pie ...
... fall to it merrily . Painter . Here it is , and all of the beft ; fo let us fay grace , and begin . Angler . With all my heart ; -and that will give it a relish . Painter . How now , brave Sir ! What fay you ? Angler . By pick and pie ...
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... fall from ' their heads , and what compasses they fetch in ‹ their several windings . † Painter . You fhall fee - you shall fee - but I am ready to attend you , for I have drawn this careless picture ; and fo let us towards Afhbourne ...
... fall from ' their heads , and what compasses they fetch in ‹ their several windings . † Painter . You fhall fee - you shall fee - but I am ready to attend you , for I have drawn this careless picture ; and fo let us towards Afhbourne ...
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... fall in the ground . - Angler . It is ingeniously contrived ! — But I must tell you Mr. Cotton travelled with his serving man — therefore , so please you , let us have a third rider that should follow behind the other two , for they ...
... fall in the ground . - Angler . It is ingeniously contrived ! — But I must tell you Mr. Cotton travelled with his serving man — therefore , so please you , let us have a third rider that should follow behind the other two , for they ...
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... as this . Angler . Come , brother , give over this com- plaining : for , look you , there is the wheel- ' barrow bridge ; ' and listen to the river below . How the noise of her waters falls on mine ear The River Dove . 53.
... as this . Angler . Come , brother , give over this com- plaining : for , look you , there is the wheel- ' barrow bridge ; ' and listen to the river below . How the noise of her waters falls on mine ear The River Dove . 53.
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... falls on mine ear like the voice of melody ! Welcome , crystal Dove ; for we purpose to caft away fome inno- cent hours in thy cool receffes . ' Oh my beloved nymph , fair Dove , ' Princess of rivers , how I love ' Upon thy flowery ...
... falls on mine ear like the voice of melody ! Welcome , crystal Dove ; for we purpose to caft away fome inno- cent hours in thy cool receffes . ' Oh my beloved nymph , fair Dove , ' Princess of rivers , how I love ' Upon thy flowery ...
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Afhbourne againſt Alftonfields almoſt Angler angling barley wine becauſe Beresford Hall beseech beſt biſhop brother cauſe Charles Cotton cheerful church converſation Cotton Dale declare defire Derbyſhire diſcourſe faid fame fecret fervant fhall fide fince fing firſt fiſh fiſhing-houſe fo let fome fometimes Francis Quarles freſh fuch fure gentleman give handſome happy hath hills himſelf Hoft holy honeſt horſe houſe itſelf Izaak Walton landſkip laſt leſs look Marſh maſter merry methinks moft moſt muſt myſelf nevertheleſs ourſelves Painter paſs peace perfuaded PISCATOR pleaſant pleaſe pleaſure praiſe preſent promiſe proſpect reaſon remember river River Dove river Manifold rocks ſaid ſay ſcarce ſee ſeen ſervice ſet ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſpeak ſpirit ſport ſpot ſpring Staffordſhire ſtand ſtone ſtream ſuch ſweet tell themſelves theſe thofe Thorpe Cloud thoſe thoughts trouts uſe verſes VIATOR walk wiſh worthy yonder yourſelf
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