The Angler in Ireland: Or An Englishman's Ramble Through Connaught and Munster, During the Summer of 1833 ...

R. Bentley, 1834

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Página 138 - BYRON THERE is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar : I love not man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews ; in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, To mingle with the universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet cannot...
Página 200 - Yes! let the rich deride, the proud disdain, These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart. One native charm, than all the gloss of art; Spontaneous joys, where Nature has its play, The soul adopts, and owns their first-born sway; Lightly they frolic o'er the vacant mind,' Unenvied, unmolested, unconfined.
Página 199 - With yielding hand, That feels him still, yet to his furious course Gives way, you, now retiring, following now Across the stream, exhaust his idle rage : Till floating broad upon his breathless side, And to his fate abandon'd, to the shore You gaily drag your unresisting prize.
Página 194 - Nor trowl for pikes, dispeoplers of the lake. Around the steel no tortur'd worm shall twine, No blood of living insect stain my line : Let me, less cruel, cast the feather'd hook With pliant rod athwart the pebbled brook, Silent along the mazy margin stray, And with the fur-wrought fly delude the prey.
Página 197 - When if or chance or hunger's powerful sway Directs the roving trout this fatal way, He greedily sucks in the twining bait, And tugs and nibbles the fallacious meat: Now, happy fisherman; now twitch the line! How thy rod bends! behold, the prize is thine! Cast on the bank, he dies, with gasping pains, And trickling blood his silver mail distains.
Página 44 - Method of cooking Salmon. — The salmon, as soon as caught, to be cut into slices, which are split, and a strong skewer of arbutus run through each, as close to the skin as possible ; these skewers are then stuck upright in a sod of turf before a clear wood fire, and constantly turned and basted with salt and water, — the fish, when sufficiently roasted, is served up on the skewers, which are supposed to communicate a peculiar aromatic flavour — -this method of dressing salmon is decidedly better...
Página 196 - He sits him down, and ties the treacherous hook ; Now expectation cheers his eager thought, His bosom glows with treasures yet uncaught; Before his eyes a banquet seems to stand, Where every guest applauds his skilful hand.
Página 198 - He has darted down on the tempting deceit with eager mouth ! A single moment — a moment of breathless and palpitating suspense — a single moment is given him ere the barb of death is struck, with nice yet firm hand, into his closing jaws . . . And so on, ending with a quotation from Horace and...
Página 198 - ... practical fisherman, wrote in the stilted style of the day, as did the anonymous author of The Angler in Ireland (1834), who will not hear of anything but the fly. His description of hooking a salmon is typical of the...
Página 203 - Prsesentiorem et conspicimus Deum Per invias rapes, fera per juga, Clivosque prseruptos sonantes Inter aquas, nemorumque noctem...

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