WRITTEN BY 



JAMES PARK, ESQ., 



LATE PROFESSOR OF LAW, KINGS COLLEGE, LONDON. 



At nobis rigui fontes et flumina cordi ; 

 Nos potius tua, Sancta Senex, veneranda per sevum 

 Auguria, et grato exequimur praecepta labore ; 

 Omnia quae quondam Leae labentis ad undam 

 Cantasti : neque enim mihi fas, Waltoxe, tacere 

 Mentem in te facilem, et nullis pallentia culpis 

 Pectora, et antiqua sanctam pietate senectam. 

 Felix, cui placidae, fraudes atque otia curae, 

 Piscator ! tibi enim tranquillo in corde severum 

 Subsidet desiderium, tibi sedulus angor; 

 Dum tremula undai-um facies, et mobilis umbra, 

 Dum purae grave murmur aquae, virtute quieta 

 Composuere animum, et blandis aftectibus implent. 



TRANSLATION BY ARCHDEACON WRANGHAM. 



Mine be the brook's green side, the river stream, 

 Whilst still, obedient to the instructive theme, 

 Sport of thy simple muse by gliding Lea, 

 I strive with grateful toil, to follow thee. 

 For, Walton, crime it were to leave unsung 

 Thy gentle mind, thy breast unblanch'd by wrong. 

 And, vivid glowing on the graphic page. 

 Thy guileless manners, and thy hallowed age. 



Happy Piscator ! with the viewless line, 

 Tranquil to dupe the finny tribe v^^as thine. 

 Fled from thy tranquil bosom gnawing care, 

 No tumult throbb'd, no malice darken'd there ; 

 The .stream light (juivering to the summer breeze. 

 The quickly shifting shade of clouds or trees, 

 The ripples' murmur breathed a holy rest. 

 And to complacent calmness luU'd thy breast. 



