90 THE COMPLETE ANGLER. [paiit. i. 



And when the timorous Trout I wait 



To take, and he devours my bait, 



How poor a thing sometimes I find 



Will captivate a greedy mind : 



And when none bite, I praise the wise, 

 Whom vain allurements ne'er surprise. 



But yet, though while I fish I fast, 

 1 make good fortune my repast ; 

 And thereunto my friend invite, 

 In whom I more than that delight : 



Who is more xoelcome to my dish, 



Than to my angle was my fish. 



As well content no prise to take, 



As use of taken prize to make : 



For so our Lord toas pleased when 



He fishers made fishers of men : 



Where, which is in no other game, 

 A man may fish and praise his name. 



The first men that our Saviour dear 



Did choose to wait upon him here, 



Blest fishers were, and fish the last 



Food was, that he on earth did taste. 

 I therefore strive to follow those, 

 Whom he to follow him hath chose. 



Cor. Well sung Brother, you have paid your 

 debt in good coin. We Anglers are all beholden to 



