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a Dutch amateur, evidently of some public notoriety, 

 sitting like a lubberly clodpole, with the most bewildering 

 expression of face, pulling a prodigious large salmon at the 

 foot of a weir ; in another print figures a fisher weeping 

 for the loss of a part of his rod and tackle. Underneath 

 the print are some verses, which may be paraphrased 

 thus : 



" Mynheer Vandunk, though he never got drunk, 



Sipp'd brandy and angled gaily ; 

 And he quenched his thirst with two quarts of the first, 



Hooking lots of fine salmon daily : 

 Singing ' Oh, that a fisherman's draught could he 

 As deep as the rolling Zuyder Zee.' 



Water well mixed with spirit good store, 



No fisherman thinks of scorning : 

 But of water alone he drinks no more 

 Than to help him to bring his fish on shore 



Upon the market-stall in the morning. 

 For a fishing Dutchman's draught should be 

 As deep as the rolling Zuyder Zee." 



In the well-known works of Jacob Cats, the Dutch 

 author, we have several fables connected with fishing. 

 Here is one in his own language: 



" OOCK BRANT IN ZEE. 



Wat Saylt men over Zee's in alle vreemde landen ? 

 Het vier het minne-vier ran in her water branden j 

 De groote Zee-lamprey en houdt geen vaste ree, 

 En lyt noch echter brant te midden in de Zee. 



