THOMAS KEN AND IZAAK WALTON 33 



PiSCATOR. No, indeed ; no more than the old 

 smooth song of honest Kit Marlowe's — 



" Come live with me and be my love." 



My beloved Kenna, sing to us that song which 

 reminds us of the contentedness of a country life. 

 Kenna {sings) — 



" Let me live harmlessly, and by the brink 

 Of Trent or Avon have a dwelling-place, 

 And on the world and my Creator think ; 



While some men strive ill-gotten good t' embrace, 

 And others spend their time in base excess 

 Of wine, or worse, in war and wantonness." 



Then at Piscator's request Kenna sang the more 

 serious song of Master Herbert's, " that," said he, 

 " which I did always love," 



Kenna {sings) — 



" Sweet day, so calm, so clear, so bright — 

 The bridal of the earth and sky ! 

 Sweet dews shall weep thy fall to-night — 

 For thou must die." 

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MORLEV. And, trust me, this song was as well 

 sung as it was melodious, and sacred and full of 

 golden thoughts. 



After much more conversation, in which Mr. 

 Bowles makes Morley belabour Izaak with several 



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