HOW TO FISH FOR TROUT. l6t 



morning walk, and I will also here stop my discourse ; only 

 as we sit down under this honeysuckle hedge, whilst I look 

 a line to fit the rod that our brother Peter hath lent you, I 

 shall, for a little confirmation of what I have said, repeat 

 the observation of Du Bartas. 



God, not contented to each kind to give 

 And to infuse the virtue generative, 

 By His wise power made many creatures breed 

 Of lifeless bodies, without Venus' deed. 



So the cold humour breeds the salamander, 

 Who, in effect, like to her birth's commander, 

 With child with hundred winters, with her touch 

 Quencheth the fire, though glowing ne'er so much. 



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 Bootes 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. O transformation strange ! 

 'T was first a green tree, then a broken hull, 

 Lately a mushroom, now a flying gull. 4 



EN. O 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 ? 

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



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