242 THE COMPLETE ANGLER. 



To heaven may go : 



For all we know 

 Of what the blessed do above 

 Is that they sing and that they love." 



Pise. Well remembered, brother Peter; these 

 verses came seasonably, and we thank you 

 heartily. Come, we will all join together, my 

 host and all, and sing my scholar's catch over 

 again, and then each man drink the t' other cup 

 and to bed, and thank God we have a dry house 

 over our heads. 



Pise. Well, now, good night to everybody. 



Peter. And so say I. 



Ven. And so say I. 



Cor. Good night to you all ; and I thank you. 



Pise. Good morrow, brother Peter ! and the 

 like to you, honest Coridon. Come, my hostess 

 says there is seven shillings to pay : let 's each man 

 drink a pot for his morning's draught, and lay down 

 his two shillings ; that so my hostess may not have 

 occasion to repent herself of being so diligent, and 

 using us so kindly. 



Peter. The motion is liked by everybody, and 

 so, hostess, here 's your money : we anglers are all 

 beholden to you ; it will not be long ere I '11 see you 

 again. And now, brother Piscator, I wish you and 

 my brother, your scholar, a fair day and good for- 

 tune. Come, Coridon, this is our way. 



