THE COMPLETE ANGLER. 83 



So in the fire, in burning furnace springs 

 The fly Perausta, with the flaming wings ; 

 Without the fire it dies, in it it joys, 

 Living in that which all things else destroys. 



So slow Bob'tos underneath him sees, 

 In th' icy islands, goslings hatch'd of trees, 

 Whose fruitful leaves, falling into the water, 

 Are turn'd, 'tis known, to living fowls soon after. 



So rotten planks of broken ships do change 

 To barnacles. transformation strange ! 

 'Twas first a green tree, then a broken hull, 

 Lately a mushroom, now a flying gull. 



my good master, this morning- walk has been spent 

 to my great pleasure and wonder : but I pray, when shall I 

 have your direction how to make artificial flies, like to those 

 that the trout loves best, and also how to use them ? 



Pise. My honest scholar, it is now past five of the clock, 

 we will fish till nine, and then go to breakfast. Go you to 

 yon sycamore-tree and hide your bottle of drink under the 

 hollow root of it ; for about that time, and in that place, we 

 will make a brave breakfast with a piece of powdered beef, 

 and a radish or two that I have in my fish-bag ; we shall, I 

 warrant you, make a good, honest, wholesome, hungry break- 

 fast, and I will then give you direction for the making and 

 using of your flies ; and in the mean time there is your rod, 

 and line, and my advice is, that you fish as you see me do, 

 and let's try which can catch the first fish. 



VEX. I thank you, master. I will observe and practise your 

 direction as far as I am able. 



Pise. Look you, scholar, you see I have hold of a good 

 fish : I now see it is a trout, I pray put that net under him, 

 and touch not my line, for if you do, then we break all.* 

 "Well done, scholar, I thank you. 



Now for another. Trust me, I have another bite : come, 

 scholar, come lay down your rod, and help me to land this as 

 you did the other. So now we shall be sure to have a good 

 dish for supper. 



YI:N. I am glad of that : but I have no fortune : sure, 

 master, yours is a better rod and better tackling. 



Pise. Nay, then, take mine, and I will fish with yours. 



* Nothing can be sounder than this advice. In playing a fish, the line must 

 never be seized by the hand, but it must be shortened more or less according to 

 circumstances, by winding it up by means of the winch or reel. ED. 

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