46 AN ANGLING INCIDENT. 



from tarn to tarn, over the hills, here sat down 

 with me, as we are about to do, to an angler's 

 meal, and after refreshment, poured out some 

 wild snatches of song, which, as I now think 

 of them, bring to my mind the lady in Comus, 

 or rather, I should say, the effect of her voice. 

 Now, do not think me romantic. Had you 

 heard my young friend would that she were 

 here now, and as young I am sure you would 

 absolve me, she had so rare a charm of voice, 

 and power of music. 



AMICUS. It was indeed a pleasant incident, 

 and might not be so rare (excepting the vocal 

 part) did a little more confidence exist between 

 the sexes, and were the world less fastidious 

 and censorious. 



PISCATOK. Anglers and old anglers like us, 

 may well adopt the knightly motto, Honni soit 

 qui mal y pense. There is a little addition, 

 which I may make, and which will amuse you, 

 and I give it as somewhat marking the primi- 

 tive subjection of the sex in these parts. My 

 young friend, in her activity and love of scenery, 

 had ascended high up Langdale Pike, when I 

 was fishing in Stickle tarn, below : on descending, 

 not seeing me, and seeing two men, natives, 



