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Beneath the cavern'd cliff they fall, 

 Beneath the castle's airy wall." 



There is another small river called the 

 Bremish, which takes its rise from the south 

 side of the Cheviot range ; and which is a good 

 deal frequented by expert anglers from distant 

 places. This river abounds with trout ; but 

 there are few salmon. There are long portions 

 of it of a still and sluggish nature, where large 

 fish are often found ; but which are difficult to 

 hook. The waters above the village of Pow- 

 bourn are the best portions of the stream for 

 fly. The country is quite open on both sides of 

 the river ; its bed is fine gravel ; and there are 

 numerous rippling, short, and gently flowing 

 streams. Should the angler go to this spot in 

 summer, after a good fresh, he will soon fill his 

 basket with fine trout. As the waters of the 

 Bremish are very limpid in this direction, small 

 flies must be used in fine weather ; but if there 

 be any wind at all, it generally tells well upon 

 the water, and therefore renders deception more 

 perfect, with even tolerably large flies. I never 

 found any particular fly a favourite in this 

 stream ; and I never heard any other angler 

 who frequented it speak decidedly on this point. 

 Everything depends upon the state of the 

 weather, the condition of the waters, and the 



