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Himself is good for nought, but by Judicious 



strife, 

 Gives greater pleasure to the Patient Anglers 



Life. 



Life free from cares, and those Tumultuous Toys 

 That sorrow brings, the bane of Mortal Joys ; 

 Eternal enemy to rest and sweet repose ; 

 The Angler may by studious thoughts oppose. 

 Refreshment from the Medows sweet, 

 The Silver streams afford him meat. 

 What greater Treasure to a friend who'd bring, 

 Then those which from our labour daily spring, 

 Labour in vain, the Ingenious do not prize, 

 Pleasure, that profit brings, becomes the wise. 



FINIS. 



