The Complete Angler, Or, Contemplative Man's Recreation: Being a Discourse on Rivers, Fish-ponds, Fish and Fishing-- |
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The sixth is the black - fly , in May also : the body made of black wool , and lapt
about with the herle of a peacok ' s tail : the wings are made of the wings of a
brown capon , with his blue feathers in his head . The SEVENTH is the sad
yellow - fly ...
The sixth is the black - fly , in May also : the body made of black wool , and lapt
about with the herle of a peacok ' s tail : the wings are made of the wings of a
brown capon , with his blue feathers in his head . The SEVENTH is the sad
yellow - fly ...
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To these a SMALL BRIGHT BROWN , made of spaniel ' s fur , with a light - grey
wing , in a bright day , and a clear water , is ... we have also a fly called the Violet
- Fly ; made of a dark violet stuff ; with the wings , of the grey feather of a mallard .
To these a SMALL BRIGHT BROWN , made of spaniel ' s fur , with a light - grey
wing , in a bright day , and a clear water , is ... we have also a fly called the Violet
- Fly ; made of a dark violet stuff ; with the wings , of the grey feather of a mallard .
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Then a Black Fly ; the dubbing of a black spaniel ' s fur , and the wings , of a grey
mallard ' s feather . 4 . After that , a Light Brown , with a slender body , the
dubbing twirled upon small red silk , and raised with the point of a needle , that
the ribs ...
Then a Black Fly ; the dubbing of a black spaniel ' s fur , and the wings , of a grey
mallard ' s feather . 4 . After that , a Light Brown , with a slender body , the
dubbing twirled upon small red silk , and raised with the point of a needle , that
the ribs ...
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Wings , of the feather got from the quill of a ' shepstare ' s wing . This fly is made
little : but there is another , made of the same dubbing , larger by far . MARCH .
The same flies as are taken in February will be taken in March ; and also those ...
Wings , of the feather got from the quill of a ' shepstare ' s wing . This fly is made
little : but there is another , made of the same dubbing , larger by far . MARCH .
The same flies as are taken in February will be taken in March ; and also those ...
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black hog ' s down , all mixed in an equal proportion together ; warped with
yellow silk . Wings , of the feather of a shepstare ' s quill . These several flies ,
mentioned for April , are very good , and will be taken all the Spring and Summer
, MAY .
black hog ' s down , all mixed in an equal proportion together ; warped with
yellow silk . Wings , of the feather of a shepstare ' s quill . These several flies ,
mentioned for April , are very good , and will be taken all the Spring and Summer
, MAY .
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