The Complete Angler: Or, Contemplative Man's Recreation, Being a Discourse on Rivers, Fishponds, Fish, and Fishing. With Notes Biographical and Explanatory, and the Lives of the AuthorsHenry Washbourne, 1842 - Всего страниц: 396 |
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... Tail - piece : Cupids emblematical of Theory and Practice . Drawn by J. Meadows : Engraved by W. Hughes . Epistle to the Reader . " That Art was not to be taught by words , but practice : and so must Angling . " 3. Tail - piece Nature ...
... Tail - piece : Cupids emblematical of Theory and Practice . Drawn by J. Meadows : Engraved by W. Hughes . Epistle to the Reader . " That Art was not to be taught by words , but practice : and so must Angling . " 3. Tail - piece Nature ...
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... piece : View of the entrance of the Town of Ware , in Hertfordshire , taken from Amwell End . Drawn and En- graved ... Tail - piece : View of Amwell Hill , Herts , taken from the London - road . Drawn on the Spot by W. H. Brooke : Copied ...
... piece : View of the entrance of the Town of Ware , in Hertfordshire , taken from Amwell End . Drawn and En- graved ... Tail - piece : View of Amwell Hill , Herts , taken from the London - road . Drawn on the Spot by W. H. Brooke : Copied ...
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... Tail - piece Group of Beggars disputing . Drawn by W. H. Brooke Engraved by T. Mosses . Page 122 . 21. The Grayling , from an Original Painting by W. Smith . Drawn and Engraved by H. White . Page 124 . 22. Tail - piece Portrait of ...
... Tail - piece Group of Beggars disputing . Drawn by W. H. Brooke Engraved by T. Mosses . Page 122 . 21. The Grayling , from an Original Painting by W. Smith . Drawn and Engraved by H. White . Page 124 . 22. Tail - piece Portrait of ...
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... Tail - piece : The Lover Caught . Drawn by W. H. Brooke : Engraved by G. W. Bonner . Page 177 . " For thee , -thou need'st no such deceit , For thou thyself art thine own bait : That Fish that is not catch'd thereby , Is wiser far ...
... Tail - piece : The Lover Caught . Drawn by W. H. Brooke : Engraved by G. W. Bonner . Page 177 . " For thee , -thou need'st no such deceit , For thou thyself art thine own bait : That Fish that is not catch'd thereby , Is wiser far ...
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... Tail - piece Group of Cupids Fishing . Brooke Engraved by W. Hughes . Page Drawn by W. H. Page 223 . " He is a sharp biter at a small worm , and in hot weather makes excellent sport for young Anglers , or boys . " p . 220 . 49. Tail - piece ...
... Tail - piece Group of Cupids Fishing . Brooke Engraved by W. Hughes . Page Drawn by W. H. Page 223 . " He is a sharp biter at a small worm , and in hot weather makes excellent sport for young Anglers , or boys . " p . 220 . 49. Tail - piece ...
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Стр. 106 - 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.
Стр. 8 - Lord, what music hast thou provided for the saints in heaven, when thou affordest bad men such music on earth...
Стр. xxxi - Who God doth late and early pray. More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day With a religious book, or friend; - This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall; Lord of himself, though not of lands; And having nothing, yet hath all.
Стр. 110 - 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.
Стр. 72 - I know it now, I learned the first part in my golden age, when I was about the age of my poor daughter ; and the latter part, which indeed fits me best now, but two or three years ago, when the cares of the world began to take hold of me : but you shall, God willing, hear them both, and sung as well as we can, for we both love anglers. Come, Maudlin, sing the first part to the gentlemen with a merry heart, and I'll sing the second when you have done. " THE MILK-MAID'S SONG. Come live with me, and...
Стр. 74 - With coral clasps and amber studs, And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Стр. 241 - Therefore be sure you look to that. And, in the next place, look to your health, and if you have it, praise God, and value it next to a good conscience; for health is the second blessing that we mortals are capable of — a blessing that money cannot buy — and therefore value it, and be thankful for it.
Стр. xxxi - HOW happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill...
Стр. 245 - Farewell, ye honour'd rags, ye glorious bubbles; Fame's but a hollow echo ; Gold, pure clay ; Honour the darling but of one short day...
Стр. 74 - 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.