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THE COMPLETE ANGLER. 



[PART I. 



His humble house or poor state ne'er torment him ; 

 Less he could like, if less his God had lent him ; 

 And when he dies, green turfs do for a tomb content him. 



Gentlemen, these were a part of the thoughts that then possessed 

 me. And I there made a conversion of a piece of an old catch,* 

 and added more to it, fitting them to be sung by us anglers. 

 Come, master, you can sing well : you must sing a part of it, as 

 it is in this paper. 



Man's life is but vain ; for 'tis subject to pain, 



And sorrow, and short as a bubble ; 

 'Tis a hodge-podge of business, and money, and care, 



And care, and money, and trouble. 



But we'll take no care when the weather proves fair ; 



Nor will we vex now though it rain ; 

 We'll banish all sorrow, and sing till to-morrow. 



And angle, and angle again. 



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* The song here sung can in no sense of the word be termed a Catch. It was probably 

 set to music at the request of Walton, and is to be found in a book, entitled Select 

 Ayres and Dialogues /or one, two, and three Voyces : to the TheorbQ-Lute and Basse 

 Viol. By John Wilson and Charles Coleman, doctors in music, Henry Lawes and 

 others. Fol. London, 1659. It occurs in the first edition of Walton's book, published 

 in 1653.— H. 



