68 THE ANGLER'S GUIDE. 



Then let us take all 



That within our reach fall, 

 And repine not though they may be few ; 



And be thankful likewise 



For all joys that we prize, 

 As this troublesome world we pass through. 



Proud men, of much might, 



But of not so much right, 

 Who are toiling for honours and riches, 



Are often outdone 



By some calm, happy one, 

 Who is taking a few little fishes. 



For might, fame, and gold, 



(As we've learn' d from of old,) 

 Often bring with them much care and woe ; 



But never can we 



Ever unhappy be 

 Just because gudgeon fishing we go. 



Then let cannons roar, 



And destructive swords draw, 

 And intrigue and oppression be rife ; 



But let anglers fish 



For a nice little dish 

 Of fat gudgeon, each May of their life. 



