HOW TO FISH FOR THE TROUT 



hopper behind a tree, or ( in any deep hole, still making it to 

 move on the top of the water, as if it were alive, and still 

 keeping yourself out of sight, you shall certainly have sport 

 if there be Trouts; yea, in a hot day, but especially in the 

 evening of a hot day, you will have sport. 



And now, Scholar, my direction for fly-fishing is ended with 

 this shower, for it has done raining; and now look about you, 

 and see how pleasantly that meadow looks ; nay, and the 

 earth smells as sweetly too. Come, let me tell you what holy 

 Mr. Herbert says of such days and flowers as these, and then 

 we will thank God that we enjoy them, and walk to the river 

 and sit down quietly, and try to catch the other brace of 

 Trouts, 



Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, 

 The bridal of the earth and sky ; 

 Sweet dews shall weep thy fall to night, 



for thou must die. 



Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, 

 Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, 

 Thy root is ever in it's grave, 



and thou must die. 



Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, 

 A box where sweets compacted lie; 

 My music shews you have your closes, 



and all must die. 



Only a sweet and virtuous soul, 

 Like season'd timber never gives, 

 But when the whole world turns to coal, 



then chiefly lives. 



VEN. I thank you, good Master, for your good direction for 

 fly-fishing, and for the sweet enjoyment of the pleasant day, 

 which is so far spent without offence to God or man : and I 

 thank you for the sweet close of your discourse with Mr. Her- 

 bert's Verses, who I have heard loved Angling: and I do the 

 rather believe it, because he had a spirit suitable to Anglers, 

 and to those primitive Christians that you love, and have so 

 much commended. 



Pise. Well, my loving Scholar, and I am pleased to know 

 that you are so well pleased with my direction and discourse. 



73 



