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... likes none but such as he believes to be very honest men , which is one of the
þest arguments , or at least of the best testimonies I have , that I either am , or that
he thinks me one of those , seeing I have not yet found him weary of me . Viat .
... likes none but such as he believes to be very honest men , which is one of the
þest arguments , or at least of the best testimonies I have , that I either am , or that
he thinks me one of those , seeing I have not yet found him weary of me . Viat .
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Viat . Marry , Sir ! and thank you too : for I am afraid I shall have enough to do to
look to myself : and with my horse in my hand should be in a double fear , both of
breaking my neck , and my horse ' s falling on me , for it is as steep as a ...
Viat . Marry , Sir ! and thank you too : for I am afraid I shall have enough to do to
look to myself : and with my horse in my hand should be in a double fear , both of
breaking my neck , and my horse ' s falling on me , for it is as steep as a ...
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Viat . How , Staffordshire ! What do I there , trow ? there is not a word of
Staffordshire in all my direction . Pisc . You see you are betrayed into it , but it
shall be in order to something that will make amends ; and ' tis but an ill mile or
two out of ...
Viat . How , Staffordshire ! What do I there , trow ? there is not a word of
Staffordshire in all my direction . Pisc . You see you are betrayed into it , but it
shall be in order to something that will make amends ; and ' tis but an ill mile or
two out of ...
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Viat . Why , if you will not be angry , I ' ll tell you ; I thought myself a stage or two
beyond Christendom . Pisc . Come ! come ! we ' ll reconcile you to our country ,
before we part with you ; if shewing you good sport with angling will do it . Viat .
Viat . Why , if you will not be angry , I ' ll tell you ; I thought myself a stage or two
beyond Christendom . Pisc . Come ! come ! we ' ll reconcile you to our country ,
before we part with you ; if shewing you good sport with angling will do it . Viat .
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Viat . This is a fine stream indeed . There ' s one ! I have him . Pisc . And a
precious catch you have of him ; pull him out ! I see you have a tender hand . This
is a diminutive gentlemen ; e ' en throw him in again , and let him grow till he be
more ...
Viat . This is a fine stream indeed . There ' s one ! I have him . Pisc . And a
precious catch you have of him ; pull him out ! I see you have a tender hand . This
is a diminutive gentlemen ; e ' en throw him in again , and let him grow till he be
more ...
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| Заглавие | The Complete Angler, Or, Contemplative Man's Recreation: Being a Discourse on Rivers, Fish-ponds, Fish and Fishing-- |
| Автори | Izaak Walton, John Hawkins |
| Издание | 9 |
| Издател | James Smith, 1822 |
| Оригиналът е от | Харвардският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 25 Окт 2007 |
| Брой страници | 383 страници |
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