" Let me live harmlessly, and near the brink 

 Of Trent or Avon, have a dwelling-place ; 

 Where I may see my quill or cork down Bink 

 With eager bite of Perch, or Bleak, or Dace, 

 And on the world and my Creator think ; 

 Whilst some men strive ill-gotten goods to embrace, 

 And others spend their time in base excess 

 Of wine, or worse, in war and wantonness. 



"Let them that list, these pastimes still pursue, 

 And on such pleasing fancies feed their fill, 

 So I the fields and meadows green may view. 

 And daily by fresh rivers walk at will, 

 Among the daisies and the violets blue, 

 Bed hyacinth, and yellow daffodil, 



Purple narcissus like the morning rays, 

 Pale gander-grass, and azure culverkeys." 



Jo. Dators, Esq. 



