The Angler's Note-book and Naturalists Record: A Repertory of Fact, Inquiry and Discussion on Fish, Fishing and Subjects of Natural HistoryE. Stock, 1888 - 188 pages |
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The Angler's Note-Book and Naturalists Record: A Repertory of Fact, Inquiry ... Thomas Satchell No preview available - 2017 |
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Page 53 - Streets, streets, streets, markets, theatres, churches, Covent Gardens, shops sparkling with pretty faces of industrious milliners, neat sempstresses, ladies cheapening, gentlemen behind counters lying, authors in the street with spectacles, George Dyers (you may know them by their gait), lamps lit at night, pastrycooks...
Page 13 - Sea- Fisherman: comprising the Chief Methods of Hook and Line Fishing in the British and other Seas, a glance at Nets, and remarks on Boats and Boating. Second Edition, enlarged, with 80 Woodcuts. Post 8vo. 12s. Gd. The Fly- Fisher's Entomology. By ALFRED RONALDS. With coloured Representations of the Natural and Artificial Insect.
Page 103 - Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the Moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the Earth Wheels her pale course: they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Page 32 - I can be serious at seasonable times, yet the whole Discourse is, or rather was, a picture of my own disposition, especially in such days and times as I have laid aside business, and gone a fishing with honest Nat. and R. Roe ; but they are gone, and with them most of my pleasant hours, even as a shadow that passeth away and returns not.
Page 71 - Forthwith the sounds and seas, each creek and bay, With fry innumerable swarm, and shoals Of fish, that with their fins and shining scales Glide under the green wave, in sculls that oft Bank the mid sea...
Page 71 - Graze the sea-weed their pasture, and through groves Of coral stray ; or, sporting with quick glance, Show to the sun their wav'd coats dropt with gold; Or, in their pearly shells at ease, attend Moist nutriment ; or under rocks their food In jointed armour watch...
Page 20 - In which picture he was drawn, leaning on a desk, with his Bible before him, and on one hand of him his lines, hooks, and other tackling lying in a round ; and on his other hand are his anglerods of several sorts : and by them this is written, "That he died 13 Feb.
Page 141 - COME away with me, Tom, Term and talk is done ; My poor lads are reaping, Busy every one. Curates mind the parish, Sweepers mind the Court, We'll away to Snowdon For our ten days' sport, Fish the August evening Till the eve is past, Whoop like boys at pounders Fairly played and grassed. When they cease to dimple, Lunge, and swerve, and leap, Then up over Siabod Choose our nest, and sleep. Up a thousand feet, Torn, Round the lion's head, Find soft stones to leeward And make up our bed.
Page 142 - Do the work that's nearest, Though it's dull at whiles, Helping, when we meet them, Lame dogs over stiles...
Page 142 - Every step we take. Leave to Robert Browning Beggars, fleas and vines; Leave to mournful Ruskin Popish Apennines, Dirty Stones of Venice and his Gas-lamps Seven; We've the stones of Snowdon And the lamps of heaven. Where's the mighty credit In admiring Alps? Any goose sees "glory