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The wealthy and great, with their horses and hounds, 

 May ride break neck hunters, o'er other men's grounds, 

 They by races and chaces to ruin are brought, 

 For my part I never could fancy such sport, 

 Did gaming or wenching ere bring mortal good, 

 Don't they frequently end in broil, battles and blood, 

 Let them seek the swift stream, kill a Trout with a fly, 

 And the'li be as happy as my pal and I, 

 My pal, &c. 



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When returning at eve from a cheerful spent day, 

 To some angling friends we then merrily stray, 

 Relating each pleasure, telling where we were cross'd, 

 How this fish was hooked and how that fish was lost, 

 Encircled by friendship, we have no other wish 

 Save this by fair angling to kill the most fish, 

 We drink healths to all, shake hands, bid good bye, 

 Then homewards contented, trudge my pal and I. 

 My pal, &c. 



Throwing a fly neat and clean, is the perfection of 

 fly fishing. To arrive at this perfection, the beginner 

 should choose a rod, as advised before, according to 

 the stream he is likely to angle in : let the but be as 

 thick as he can grasp easily, and hold conveniently ; 

 let the winch be placed firmly on the rod, as near the 

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