"For which I pardon crave.

For, like yourself, I love the sport,

And 'twas this sparkling stream which brought

Out hitherward my feet.

What numbers, sir! what splendid trout!

You must have early sallied out:

Such sport I seldom meet!"

"A stranger, then, you are," said he;

"The fishes here bite mostly free,

They love the gaudy fly.[Pg 7]

[Pg 7]

But scarce an hour I here have been,

And hooked the few that you have seen

For breakfast. By the bye,

I very nearly had forgot

That time for me will tarry not,

That hour is drawing nigh.

But, sir, with pleasure, if you love

The sport, I'll show you where they rove,

For often here am I;

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