The Complete Angler. 



Peace and afei ure mind 

 Which all men fee k 9 we only find. 



Abufed Mortals did you know 



Where joy, hearts eafe, and comforts grow, 



Toudfcorn proud Towers, 



Andfeek them in thefe Bowers, 

 Where winds fometimes our woods perhaps may 

 But blujlering care could never tempejl make, 



No murmurs ere come nigh us, 



Saving of Fountains that glide by us. 



Here's nofantajlick Mask nor Dance, 

 But of our kids that frisk, and prance ; 



Nor wars arefeen 



llnlefs upon the green 



Two harmlefs Lambs are butting one the other, 

 Which done, both bleating, run each to his mo- 

 And wounds are never found, (ther : 



Save what the P lough -fiaregiv? r the ground. 



Here are nofalfe entrapping baits 

 To hajlen too too hajly fates 



ttnlefs it be 



the fond credulitie 



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