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there be helmits and runts, and carriers and cropers, and indeed too many to name. Nay, the Royal Society have found and published lately, that there be thirty and three kinds of spiders; and yet all, for aught I know, go under that one general name of spider. And it is so with many kinds of fish, and of Trouts especially; which differ in their bigness, and shape, and spots, and colour." The great Kentish hens may be an instance, compared to other hens: and, doubtless, there is a kind of small Trout, which will never thrive to be big; that breeds very many more than others do, that be of a larger size : which you may rather believe, if you consider that the little wren and titmouse will have twenty young ones at a time, when, usually, the noble hawk, or the musical thrassel or blackbird, exceed not four or five.

And now you shall see me try my skill to catch a Trout; and at my next walking, either this evening or to-morrow morning, I will give you direction how you yourself shall fish for him.

VENATOR Trust me, master, I see now it is a harder matter to catch a Trout than a Chub: for I have put on patience, and followed you these two hours, and not seen a fish stir, neither at your minnow nor your worm.

Piscator. Well, scholar, you must endure worse luck sometime, or you will never make a good angler. But what say you now? there is a Trout now, and a good one too, if I can but hold him; and two or three turns more will tire him. Now you see he lies still, and the sleight is to land him : reach me that landing-net. So, Sir, now he is mine own: what say you now, is not this worth all my labour and your patience ?s



Variation.] - And you are to note that there are several kinds of Trouts, though they all go under that general name; just as there be tame and wild pigeons: and of tame there be cropers, carriers, runts and too many to name, which all differ, and so do Trouts, in their bigness, shape, and colour. The great Kentish, &c.— 2nd, 3rd, and 4th Edit.

s and your patience ?— 2nd Edit,

VENATOR. On my word, master, this is a gallant Trout; what shall we do with him?

Piscator. Marry, e'en eat him to supper : we'll go to my hostess from whence we came; she told me, as I was going out of door, that my brother Peter, a good angler and a cheerful companion, had sent word he would lodge there to-night, and bring a friend with him. My hostess has two beds, and I know you and I may have the best : we'll rejoice with my brother Peter and his friend, tell tales, or sing ballads, or make a catch, or find some harmless sport to content us,' and pass away a little time without offence to God or man.

VENATOR. A match, good master, let's go to that house, for the linen looks white, and smells of lavender, and I long to lie in a pair of sheets that smell so. Let's be going, good master, for I am hungry again with fishing.

Piscator. Nay, stay a little, good scholar. I caught my

last Trout with a worm ; now I will put on a minnow, and try a quarter of an hour about yonder trees for another; and, so, walk towards our lodging. Look you, scholar, thereabout we shall have a bite presently, or not at all. Have with you, Sir : o’my word I have hold of him. Oh! it is a great logger-headed Chub; come, hang him upon that willow twig, and let's be going. But turn out of the way a little, good scholar! toward yonder high honeysuckle hedge; there we'll sit and sing, whilst this shower" falls so gently upon the teeming earth, and gives yet a sweeter smell to the lovely flowers that adorn these verdant meadows.

Look! under that broad beech-tree I sat down, when I was last this way a fishing; and the birds in the adjoining


: ; grove seemed to have a friendly contention with an echo, whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree' near to

Variation.] + " and pass away,”—“or man.”—2nd Edit.

u toward yonder high hedge, we'll sit whilst this shower, &c.—1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th Edit.

cave.-1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th Edit.



the brow of that primrose-hill. There I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards their centre, the tempestuous sea; yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots and pebble-stones, which broke their waves, and turned them into foam; and sometimes I beguiled time by viewing" the harmless lambs; some leaping securely in the cool shade, whilst others sported themselves in the cheerful sun; and saw others craving comfort from the swollen udders of their bleating dams. As I thus sat, these and other sights had so fully possest my soul with content, that I thought, as the poet has happily exprest it,

I was for that time lifted above earth;
And possest joys not promis'd in


birth. As I left this place, and entered into the next field, a second pleasure entertained me; 'twas a handsome milkmaid, that had not yet attained so much age and wisdom as to load her mind with any fears of many things that will never be, as too many men too often do; but she cast away all care,

like a nightingale. Her voice was good, and the ditty fitted for it; it was that smooth song which was made by Kit Marlow,' now at least fifty

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VARIATION.] W and sometimes viewing, &c.-18t, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th Ed.

* that had cast away all care, and sung, &c.– 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th Edit.

Note.] ? Christopher Marlow was a poet of some eminence, as may be inferred fromthe frequent mention of him in the writings of his contemporaries. He was sometime a student at Cambridge, and, after that, an actor on, and writer for, the stage. There are extant, of his writing, five Tragedies; and a Poem that bears his name, entitled, Hero and Leander (possibly a translation from Musæus), which, he not living to complete it, was finished by Chapman. Some remarks will be found in a subsequent page on the song mentioned by Walton. Of Marlow it is said, that he was the author of divers atheistical and blasphemous discourses; and that in a quarrel with a serving man, his rival in a connection with a lewd woman, he received a stab with a dagger, and shortly after died of the stroke. Wood Athen. Oxon. Vol. I. 338. H. Marlowe's Dramatic and other Poetical Works have been collected, with some Account of his Life, by George Robinson, Esq. 3 vols. cr. 8vo. Lond. 1826.

years ago; and the milk-maid's mother sung an answer to
it, which was made by Sir Walter Raleigh, in his younger
days. They were old fashioned poetry, but choicely
good ; I think much better than the strong lines that are
now in fashion' in this critical age. Look yonder! on my
word, yonder, they both be a milking again. I will give
her the Chub, and persuade them to sing those two songs
to us.

God speed you, good woman! I have been a fishing ;
and am going to


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VARIATION.) y better than that now in fashion.—1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th Edit.

Note.] 3 A fishing house on the banks of the Lea, about one mile from Edmonton, was called Bleak Hall, and is presumed to be the place alluded to.



to my bed; and having caught more fish than will sup myself and my friend, I will bestow this upon you and your daughter, for I use to sell none.

Milkwoman. Marry! God requite you, Sir, and we'll eat it cheerfully.' And if you come this way a fishing two months hence, a grace of God! I'll give you a syllabub of new verjuice, in a new-made haycock, for it. And my Maudlin shall sing you one of her best ballads ; for she and I both love all anglers, they be such honest, civil, quiet men. In the mean time will you drink a draught of red cow's milk ? you shall have it freely.

Piscator. No, I thank you ; but, I pray, do us a courtesy that shall stand you and your daughter in nothing, and yet we will think ourselves still something in your debt: it is but to sing us a song that was sung by“ your daughter when I last past over this meadow, about eight or nine days since.

MILKWOMAN. What song was it, I pray? Was it, “ Come, Shepherds, deck your herds ?” or,

“ As at noon Dulcina rested ?" or, “ Phillida flouts me?”b or, “ Chevy Chace ?" or, “ Johnny Armstrong ?” or, “Troy Town ?"4

Piscator. No, it is none of those ; it is a Song that your daughter sung the first part, and you sung the an

, swer to it.

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Variation.] : cheerfully. Will you drink a draught of red cow's milk?

Piscator. No, I thank you, &c.— 1st Edit.
a by you and your daughter.- 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th Edit.
bor,“ Chevy Chace ?" or, “ Johnny Armstrong ?" or,

Town."-Inserted in 5th Edit.
Note.] The songs, “ As at Noon,” “Chevy Chace,” “ Johnny

* Armstrong,” and “Troy Town,” are printed in Percy's “ Reliques of Ancient English Poetry;” and “ As at Noon,” in Durfey's Collection. « Phillida flouts me" is to be found in Ritson's “ Ancient Songs, from Henry III. to the Revolution" 1790, taken from the “ Theatre of Compliments; or, New Academy," Lond. 1689, 12mo.; and “ The Hive," a Collection of Songs, vol. ii. p. 270. “ Come, Shepherds” is not known. Ritson observes, that there is an answer to “ Phillida flouts me,” by A. Bradley, which is modern.

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