The River Dove: With Some Quiet Thoughts on the Happy Practice of AnglingWilliam Pickering, 1847 - 296 страници |
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... promise ; and I doubt not her banks are lined with profpects of mountains and vales . Angler . All variegated with moorlands and woodlands ; -fuch alluring scenes for an angler or a painter , and fo decked by nature's hand as to be ...
... promise ; and I doubt not her banks are lined with profpects of mountains and vales . Angler . All variegated with moorlands and woodlands ; -fuch alluring scenes for an angler or a painter , and fo decked by nature's hand as to be ...
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... promise , that we may beguile fome future hours together by those lower paffages of the Dove , and see where she discharges herself into the Trent . Angler . Let that be a match between us ; and I promise you nothing can be pleasanter ...
... promise , that we may beguile fome future hours together by those lower paffages of the Dove , and see where she discharges herself into the Trent . Angler . Let that be a match between us ; and I promise you nothing can be pleasanter ...
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... promise you fome en- tertainment on our journey ; for , look you , here is the neweft impreffion of Mr. Walton's COMPLETE ANGLER , and here is Part the Second , that is lately printed for a companion to it . Painter . Indeed ! another ...
... promise you fome en- tertainment on our journey ; for , look you , here is the neweft impreffion of Mr. Walton's COMPLETE ANGLER , and here is Part the Second , that is lately printed for a companion to it . Painter . Indeed ! another ...
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... promise you I fhall remem- ber that pilgrimage on foot of ' good Richard , ' to his poor mother's house at Exeter , and the bishop's walking - staff and his blessing , and his fo nigh - forgotten groats . Angler . And fo in Mr. Walton's ...
... promise you I fhall remem- ber that pilgrimage on foot of ' good Richard , ' to his poor mother's house at Exeter , and the bishop's walking - staff and his blessing , and his fo nigh - forgotten groats . Angler . And fo in Mr. Walton's ...
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... promise . ' Painter . Well faid ! Then here they made their first acquaintance ? Angler . And here is one of those little spark- ling brooks that you shall meet every where in this country ; nay , Mr. Cotton declares , ' they ' are full ...
... promise . ' Painter . Well faid ! Then here they made their first acquaintance ? Angler . And here is one of those little spark- ling brooks that you shall meet every where in this country ; nay , Mr. Cotton declares , ' they ' are full ...
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Страница 121 - Dear solitude, the soul's best friend, That man acquainted with himself dost make, And all his Maker's wonders to intend : With thee I here converse at will, And would be glad to do so still, For it is thou alone that keep'st the soul awake.
Страница 227 - Sweet are the thoughts that savour of content; The quiet mind is richer than a crown; Sweet are the nights in careless slumber spent; The poor estate scorns fortune's angry frown ; Such sweet content, such minds, such sleep, such bliss, Beggars enjoy, when princes oft do miss.
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Страница 285 - Fair Daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon : As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song ; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ! As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew Ne'er to be found again.
Страница 197 - I'll borrow. Wake from thy nest, robin red-breast, Sing, birds, in every furrow; And from each bill, let music shrill Give my fair love good morrow. Blackbird and thrush, in every bush, Stare, linnet, and cock-sparrow, You pretty elves, amongst yourselves, Sing my fair love good morrow.
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