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Till strength is spent, then bring him to the 



shore. 



And always Angle midle deep or more, 

 For he's not nice, a Gentle, Cadice, or a Worm, 

 Or, on the top, a fly will serve his turn, 

 Aniflys are best, for these he'll eager chace, 

 Besides they be a Soveraign bait for Dace; 

 Our stream affords us none, but I know where 

 They do abound, and have been Angling there, 

 At Satbleford,* not far from Holy Dee, 

 A stream abounds, and that most Infinitely, 

 Dace are choice, few other Fish are there, 

 Except some Trouts, but they're not large nor fair, 

 Not like unto our Kentish Trouts, these I express 

 Are only good and fat unto excess. 

 In Dalamore's,^ a silent Meer, 

 Good store of Bream increases there ; 

 Broad sides and little mouths, do ill agree, 

 Tho he's in biting commonly free. 

 Oh! Should you see a large one, how he'll play, 

 And with his Tail, beat all the waves away, 

 Scorning so small a hook, and little line, 

 Should Anticlate him in his flowing prime. 

 Angler, if you go there, have Tackling strong, 

 No Hook, nor Line, you must rely upon. 



* In Cheshire. t Valamore Forest, in Cheshire. 



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