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nier, pouch, and landing-net; and stay you there till 

 we come. Come ! Sir, we'll walk after ; where, by the 

 \vay, I expect you should raise all the exceptions against 

 our country you can. 



Viat. Nay, Sir, do not think me so ill-natured, 

 nor so uncivil: I only made a little bold with it last 

 night to divert you, and was only in jest. 



Pise. You were then in as good earnest, as I am 

 now with you : but had you been really angry at it, I 

 could not blame you ; for, to say the truth, it is not 

 very taking at first sight. But look you, Sir, now 

 you are abroad, does not the sun shine as bright here 

 as in Essex, Middlesex, or Kent, or any of your South- 

 ern counties ? 



Viat. 'Tis a delicate morning, indeed ; and I now 

 think this a marvelous pretty place. 



Pise. Whether you think so or no, you cannot 

 oblige me more than to say so: And those of my 

 friends who know my humour, and are so kind as to 

 comply with it, usually flatter me that w r ay. But 

 look you, Sir, now you are at the brink of the hill, 

 how do you like my river ; the vale it winds through, 

 like a snake; and the situation of my little fishing- 

 house? 



Viat. Trust me, 'tis all very fine ; and the house 

 seems, at this distance, a neat building. 



Pise. Good enough for that purpose. And here is 

 a bowling-green too, close by it; so though I am my- 

 self no very good bowler, I am not totally devoted to 

 my own pleasure, but that I have also some regard to 

 other men's. And now, Sir, you are come to the door ; 

 pray walk in, and there we will sit, and talk as long as 

 you please. 



Viat . Stay, what's here over the door ? PISCATO- 

 RIBUS SACRUM *. Why then, I 

 perceive! have some title here ; '?%' Z%%$ 



for I am One Of them, though bited with embellishments] in 



one of the worst. And here, be- the thle P a & e f PART n 

 low it, is the cypher too you 



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