192 



"The lofty woods, the forrests wide and long, 

 Adorned with leaves and branches fresh and green, 

 In whose coolbow'rs the birds with chaunting song 

 Do welcome with their quire the Summer's Queen. 



"All these, and many more, of his creation 



That made the Heavens, the angler oft doth see ; 

 And takes therein no little delectation 



To think how strange and wonderfull they bee, 

 Framing thereof an inward contemplation, 

 To set his thoughts on other fancies free : 

 And whilst he looks on these with joyfull eye, 

 His mind is wrapt above the starry skie." 



Thus singeth John Dennys, Esquire, in his 

 "Secrets of Angling," who supplied us with a motto 

 at the commencement; and with the above pleasing 

 reminiscences of the old piscatory bard we conclude 

 "THE ANGLER'S SOUVENIR" 



THE END. 



Printed by J. and C. Adlavd, Bartholomew Close. 



^;?3fiffe^fe 



