264 ANGLERS' EVENINGS. 



THE ANGLER'S SONG. 

 To the tune of " A Begging we zoill go" 



Of all the Sports and Pastimes 



Which happen in the year, 

 To Angling there are none, sure, 



That ever can compare. 



Then to Angle we will go, &c. 



Then you, who would be honest, 



And to old Age attain, 

 Forsake the City and the Town, 



And fill the Angler's train. 



For Health and for Diversion 



We rise by Break of Day, 

 While Courtiers in their Down-beds, 



Sweat half their Time away. 



And then unto the River 



In haste we do rej^air, 

 All day in sweet Amusement 



We breathe good wholesome Air. 



The Gout and Stone are often bred 



By lolling in a Coach ; 

 But Anglers walk, and so remain, 



As sound as any Roach. 



At night we take a Bottle, 



We prattle, laugh, and sing ; 

 We drink a Health unto our Friends, 



And so God bless the King. 



The other work is T/ie BritisJi Angler, and was written 

 by John WilHamson, Gent. It is dated London, 1740. 

 The frontispiece is well worth examination, as it 

 represents a lady angler occupying a prominent position, 

 the lady having indeed, in Thames parlance, " the best 

 swim." There are three more illustrations, which are of 



