CHAP. XVI. THE COMPLETE ANGLER. 193 



Music ! miraculous rhet'ric, that speak'st sense 



Without a tongue, excelling eloquence; 



With what ease might thy errors be excas'd, 



Wert thou as truly lov'd as th* art abus'd ! 



But though dull souls neglect, and some reprove thee, 



I cannot hate thee, 'cause the Angels love thee.i 



Ven. And the repetition of these last verses of music 

 has called to my memory what Mr. Ed. Waller, a lover 

 of the angle, 2 says of love and music. 



(I) See these Vtrsts, with some small variation, at the end of the book, en- 

 titled. Select Ayres and Dialogues, referred to from p. 105, n. ; with " W. D. 

 knight," under the bottom line, which I take to signify, that they were written 

 by Sir William Davenant. 



And let me be excused, if, from the same book, I here insert the following 

 verses, on the subject of music, written by Mr. Thomas Randolph, and printed 

 among his Poems. 



Music ! thou queen of souls, get up and string 

 Thy pow'rful lute; and some sad Requiem sing, 

 Till rocks requite thy echo with a groan, 

 And the dull cliffs repeat the duller tone: 

 Then on a sudden, with a nimble band, 

 Run gently o'er the chords, and so command 

 The pine to dance, the oak his roots forego, 

 The holm and aged elm to foot it too; 

 Myrtles shall raper, lofty cedars run, 

 And call the courtly palm to make up one; 

 Then in the midst of all their jolly train, 

 Strike a sad note, and fix them trees again." 



(C) As the author's concern for the honour of angling induced him to enume- 

 rate such persons of note as were lovers of that recreation, the Reader will 

 allow me to add Mr. John Oay to the number. Any oue who reads the first 

 canto of Mis Georgic, entitled Rural Sports, and observes how beautifully and 

 accurately he treats the subject of fly-fishing, would conclude the author a pro- 

 ficient: but that it was his chief amusement, I have been assured by an intimate 

 friend of mine, who has frequently fished with him in the river Kennet, at Ames- 

 bury, in Wilts, the seat of his grace the Duke of Queensbury. 



The Reader will excuse the following addition to this note, for the sake of 

 beautiful description of the materials used in fly-making, which is quoted from 

 the above-mentioned poem. 



To frame the little animal, provide 



All the gay hues that wait on female pride : 



Let nature guide thee ; sometimes golden wire 



The shining bellies of the fly require ; 



The peacock's plumes thy tackle must not fail, 



Nor the dear purchase of the sable's tail; 



Each gaudy bird some slender tribute brings, 



And lends the growing insect proper wings; 



Silks of all colours must their aid impart, 



And ev'ry fur promote the fisher's art : 



So the gay lady, with expensive care, 



Borrows the pride of land, of sea, of air; 



Furs, pearls, and plumes, the glittering thing displays, 



Dazzles our eyes, and easy hearts betrays." 



