The Complete Angler, Or, Contemplative Man's Recreation: Being a Discourse on Rivers, Fish-ponds, Fish, and Fishingproprietors, 1833 - 328 էջ |
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... length , ( as he himself expresses it , * ) his convert . Upon his decease in 1631 , Sir Henry Wotton ( of whom men- tion will be made hereafter ) requested Walton to collect materials for a Life of the Doctor , which it seems Sir Henry ...
... length , ( as he himself expresses it , * ) his convert . Upon his decease in 1631 , Sir Henry Wotton ( of whom men- tion will be made hereafter ) requested Walton to collect materials for a Life of the Doctor , which it seems Sir Henry ...
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... length of the staffe ; and to perfourme that other half of the croppe , -take a fayr shote of blacke thornn , crabbe tree , medeler , or of jenypre , kytte in the same season , and well bethyd and streyghte , and frette theym togyder ...
... length of the staffe ; and to perfourme that other half of the croppe , -take a fayr shote of blacke thornn , crabbe tree , medeler , or of jenypre , kytte in the same season , and well bethyd and streyghte , and frette theym togyder ...
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... length and breadth than two acres of ground ; and , of other fish of two hundred cubits long ; and that , in the river Ganges , there be eels of thirty feet long . He says there , that these monsters appear in that sea only when the ...
... length and breadth than two acres of ground ; and , of other fish of two hundred cubits long ; and that , in the river Ganges , there be eels of thirty feet long . He says there , that these monsters appear in that sea only when the ...
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... length , " says this author , " when he was not well looked to , he stole away to the sea , and never after appeared . " The wisdom of these fishermen in taking the monster to church , calls to remembrance many instances of similar ...
... length , " says this author , " when he was not well looked to , he stole away to the sea , and never after appeared . " The wisdom of these fishermen in taking the monster to church , calls to remembrance many instances of similar ...
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... length in my Domestic Habits of Birds . - J . R. Neither fishes nor insects take any care of their young beyond deposit- ing their eggs in a place where they are likely , when hatched , to procure food.-J. R. Il Of these three Aristotle ...
... length in my Domestic Habits of Birds . - J . R. Neither fishes nor insects take any care of their young beyond deposit- ing their eggs in a place where they are likely , when hatched , to procure food.-J. R. Il Of these three Aristotle ...
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Էջ 112 - 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.
Էջ 114 - ... hear the birds sing, and possess ourselves in as much quietness as these silent silver streams, which we now see glide so quietly by us. Indeed, my good scholar, we may say of angling as Dr. Boteler said of strawberries, " Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did...
Էջ 88 - The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break...
Էջ 86 - 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.
Էջ 236 - 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.
Էջ 87 - Slippers, lined choicely for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold. A belt of straw, and ivy buds, With coral clasps, and amber studs; And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Էջ 46 - But the nightingale,' another of my airy creatures, breathes such sweet loud music, out of her little instrumental throat, that it might make mankind to think miracles are not ceased.
Էջ 85 - 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.
Էջ 217 - 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.
Էջ 88 - A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten,— In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs,— All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy love.