IZAAK WALTON AND HIS FRIENDS 201 



Free from the world's anxieties and fear. 



Herbert and you have pow'r 



To do this : ev'ry hour 



I read you kills a sin, 



Or lets a vertue in 

 To fight against it ; and the Holy Ghost 

 Supports my frailties, lest the day be lost. 



This holy war, taught by your happy pen, 



The Prince of Peace approves. When we poor men 



Neglect our arms, 

 W are circumvested with a world of harms. 



But I will watch and ward, 



And stand upon my guard, 



And still consult with you, 



And Herbert, and renew 

 My vows, and say, Well fare his, and your heart, 

 The fountains of such sacred wit and art. 



Iz. Wa. 



The following epitaph is supposed to have 

 been written by Walton on a servant of his ^ : — 



Sacred to the Memory of David Hookham, 

 who died a.d. 1647, aged 63 years. 



Within this turfe, on which in life he trod. 

 Rests David Hookham, waiting for his God. 



1 See Gentleman's Magazine for October 1830, Vol. C, Part II., 

 p. 296. The name Hookham is rather suggestive of tiction. 



