222 Salmon Fish ing. 



A few speckled beauties side by side on the grass, 

 With their gay, glossy coats, catch the eye, as you pass ; 

 And though scanty in number, and slender their size, 

 The proud captor appears well content with his prize. 



Let each doctor prescribe his own favourite pill, 

 To cure every social and political ill ; 

 Teach the rough sons of toil to sit quite at their ease, 

 And earn the same wages, work or not, as they please. 



To the school of old Izaak all such would we send, 

 Where both labour and leisure so charmingly blend, 

 That the hardest of all the hard tasks of the day 

 Melts at once from the mind, where the wild waters play. 



Then hurrah for the streams of the bonnie, bright Clyde, 

 When they chant their sweet music at late eventide ; 

 The weary to solace, and the toil-worn delight, 

 Ere all things sink shrouded in the darkness of night. 



