The Complete AnglerNathaniel Cooke, 1854 - 309 страници |
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... kills them in large numbers , to the delight of the owners of salmon rivers . When salmon are in the act of spawning , they are surrounded by trout , hun- gering after the ova , the greater portion of which they would devour were they ...
... kills them in large numbers , to the delight of the owners of salmon rivers . When salmon are in the act of spawning , they are surrounded by trout , hun- gering after the ova , the greater portion of which they would devour were they ...
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... kill him ! For my hounds , I know the language of them , and they know the language and meaning of one another as perfectly as we know the voices of those with whom we discourse daily . I might enlarge myself in the commendation of ...
... kill him ! For my hounds , I know the language of them , and they know the language and meaning of one another as perfectly as we know the voices of those with whom we discourse daily . I might enlarge myself in the commendation of ...
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... kill her . VEN . Why , sir , what is the skin worth ? HUNT . It is worth ten shillings to make gloves ; the gloves of an otter are the best fortification for your hands that can be thought on against wet weather . PISC . I pray , honest ...
... kill her . VEN . Why , sir , what is the skin worth ? HUNT . It is worth ten shillings to make gloves ; the gloves of an otter are the best fortification for your hands that can be thought on against wet weather . PISC . I pray , honest ...
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... kills and spoils much more than he eats . And I can tell you that this dog - fisher , for so the Latins call him , can smell a fish in the water a hundred yards from him ; Gesner says much farther : and that his stones are good against ...
... kills and spoils much more than he eats . And I can tell you that this dog - fisher , for so the Latins call him , can smell a fish in the water a hundred yards from him ; Gesner says much farther : and that his stones are good against ...
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... kill them all too . HUNT . Come , gentlemen , come all , let's go to the place where we put down the otter . Look you , hereabout it was that she kennelled ; look you , here it was indeed , for here's her young ones , no less than five ...
... kill them all too . HUNT . Come , gentlemen , come all , let's go to the place where we put down the otter . Look you , hereabout it was that she kennelled ; look you , here it was indeed , for here's her young ones , no less than five ...
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Страница 83 - Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
Страница 58 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Страница 58 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Страница 56 - And the birds in the adjoining grove seemed to have a friendly contention with an echo, whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose hill.
Страница 189 - To frame the little animal, provide All the gay hues that wait on female pride: Let Nature guide thee; sometimes golden wire The shining bellies of the fly require: The peacock's plumes thy tackle must not fail, Nor the dear purchase of the sable's tail. Each gaudy bird some slender tribute brings, And lends the growing insect proper wings : Silks of all colours must their aid impart, And every fur promote the fisher's art.
Страница 56 - Her voice was good, and the ditty fitted for it: it was that smooth song which was made by Kit Marlow now at least fifty years ago. And the milk-maid's mother sung an answer to it which was made by Sir Walter Raleigh in his younger days. They were oldfashioned poetry, but choicely good; I think much better than the strong lines which are now in fashion in this critical age.
Страница 83 - ... shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives ; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly lives.
Страница 86 - Courts, I would rejoice ; Or, with my Bryan and a book, Loiter long days near Shawford brook ; There sit by him, and eat my meat ; There see the sun both rise and set ; There bid good morning to next day ; There meditate my time away ; And angle on, and beg to have A quiet passage to a welcome grave.
Страница 228 - In the loose rhymes of every poetaster ; Could I be more than any man that lives, Great, fair, rich, wise, all in superlatives ; Yet I more freely would these gifts resign, Than ever Fortune would have made them mine ; And hold one minute of this holy leisure Beyond the riches of this empty pleasure.
Страница 58 - Thy silver dishes for thy meat, As precious as the gods do eat, Shall on an ivory table be Prepared each day for thee and me. The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May-morning : If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love.