AND ANGLING SONGS. IO? 



v, 



at Dalmally, I proceeded along the banks of Loch Awe to Cladich, 

 from whence, having appeased my piscatorial furore for the 

 summer, I trudged over the hill to Inverary, and took the earliest 

 opportunity which steam communication afforded of reaching 

 Glasgow. 



THE VINDICATION. 



i. 



SAY not our hands are cruel, 



What deeds provoke the blame 1 

 Content our golden jewel, 

 No blemish on our name ; 

 Creation's lords, 

 We need no swords 

 To win a withering fame. 



n. 



Say not in gore and guile 



We waste the live-long day ; 

 Let those alone revile 



Who feel our subtle sway, 

 When fancy-led 

 The sward we tread, 

 And while the morn away. 



in. 



Oh ! not in camp or court 



Our best delights we find, 

 But in some loved resort 



With water, wood, and wind : 



