234 IZAAK WALTON AND HIS FRIENDS 



Not SO, my heart : but there is fruit, 



And thou hast hands. 

 Kecover all thy sigh-blown age 

 On double pleasures : leave thy cold dispute 

 Of what i^Jlt, and not: forsake thy cage, 



Thy rope of sands, 

 Which petty thoughts have made, and made to 



thee 

 Good cable, to enforce and draw, 



And be thy law, 

 While thou didst wink and wouldst not see. 



Away ; take heed : 



I will abroad. 

 Call in thy death's-head there : tie up thy fears. 



He that forbears 

 To suit and serve his need, 



Deserves his load. 

 But as I raved and grew more fierce and wild 



At every word, 

 Methought I heard one calling, " Child: " 



And I replied, ''My Lord!" 



The Pulley 



When God at first made man, 

 Having a glass of blessing standing by ; 

 Let us (said He) pour on him all we can : 

 Let the world's riches, which dispersed lie, 

 Contract into a span. 



