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these are excellent baits, but the green monket 

 of the owlder-tree super-excels them all. Then 

 there's the pink (which you call a minew) if dis- 

 play'd with a swivel at mid- water ; or you may, 

 if you please, drag him from the bottom of the 

 deeps, so glide him all along through the region 

 of limpid streams, the better to display this amo- 

 rous charm, so obtain the point by the mediums 

 of art, as already is advisable by consulting the 

 artist. 



Theoph. Now I perceive we but trifle time, 

 this tedious discourse obstructs recreation. Let 

 us stretch our limbs with the length of the 

 streams; we have day enough, and pleasant 

 weather, why then so vainly to procrastinate 

 time with flattering thoughts of suggested en- 

 joyments, which signify no more than honour 

 in dreams ? Come, my friends, let us reform that 

 error by the progress of art. So that if our la- 

 bours be spent to advantage, and our selves, like 

 artists, sufficiently recompensed by the rod ; we 

 may sport the day away, and lengthen our ex- 

 pectation, that to-morrow's recreation, if the sea- 

 son favour us, may glut us with pleasure, and 

 burden us with spoil. 



Arn. We shall cross the old proverb, I per- 

 ceive, since no arguments are engines strong 

 enough to convince Theophilus, that haste makes 

 waste ; whose unlimited zeal after recreation is 



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