FOREST, LAKE, AND RIVER 



But still the line of simile 

 Extends een here to fit thy fate ; 

 A Mighty Angler lies in wait. 

 Eke for thy killer ^ as for thee. 



No bait that Angler dangles bright 

 Before the hungry hearts of men. 

 Save a fond hope which, now and then, 

 They fancy is a heavenly light ; 



Hope of a Life unvexed by Doubt, 

 By bitter Death and Sorrow sour. 

 Life of as much more joy and power. 

 As Man is more than thou, my Trout I 



