Tweed and Don; Or, Recollections and Reflections of an Angler for the Last Fifty Years ...W.P. Nimmo, 1860 - 152 Seiten |
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... pass the Grange Toll , the Pow Burn , and on to Burdiehouse by the Windmill and St Cathe- rines . This burn then ran in many a zigzag What beautiful red trout were once its inhabitants ! Where are they now ? Its bed is now cut straight ...
... pass the Grange Toll , the Pow Burn , and on to Burdiehouse by the Windmill and St Cathe- rines . This burn then ran in many a zigzag What beautiful red trout were once its inhabitants ! Where are they now ? Its bed is now cut straight ...
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... pass over quickly . Although , had I been a country gentleman , lonely , and gazing at times out on the river , I would have been but too happy to see a few honest anglers at their sport . Conforming to his request , you pass on , and ...
... pass over quickly . Although , had I been a country gentleman , lonely , and gazing at times out on the river , I would have been but too happy to see a few honest anglers at their sport . Conforming to his request , you pass on , and ...
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... pass it . This sport in Tweed must now , in the words of Pope , only ' Live in description and look green in song ; ' for , by the new law of the Duke of Roxburghe , it is prohibited ; but , as an old fisher , I have been a partaker of ...
... pass it . This sport in Tweed must now , in the words of Pope , only ' Live in description and look green in song ; ' for , by the new law of the Duke of Roxburghe , it is prohibited ; but , as an old fisher , I have been a partaker of ...
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... pass the Hurl , is immediately opposite the Cottage . This modest dwelling , the scene of many a blythe night of meeting , has been the place of rendezvous of an old fishing club these thirty years bygone ; and of all places for a ...
... pass the Hurl , is immediately opposite the Cottage . This modest dwelling , the scene of many a blythe night of meeting , has been the place of rendezvous of an old fishing club these thirty years bygone ; and of all places for a ...
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... pass downwards to the Caddonlee Water , on the estate of Admiral Pringle , just now no more . The first pool on this water is the Rampling , from the number of ramps , or wild onions , which grow abundantly on the south side . The ...
... pass downwards to the Caddonlee Water , on the estate of Admiral Pringle , just now no more . The first pool on this water is the Rampling , from the number of ramps , or wild onions , which grow abundantly on the south side . The ...
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Seite 65 - The works of the LORD are great, sought out of all them that have pleasure therein.
Seite 129 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride. His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship God !
Seite 75 - The pleasant'st angling is to see the fish Cut with her golden oars the silver stream, And greedily devour the treacherous bait...
Seite 23 - But ye whom social pleasure charms, Whose hearts the tide of kindness warms, Who hold your being on the terms,
Seite 11 - he at the best hathe his holsom Walk and mery at his Ease, a swete Ayre of the swete Savour of the Meade of Flowers, that maketh him hungry ; he heareth the melodious Harmonie of Fowles, he seeth the young Swans, Herons, Ducks, Cotes, and manie other Fowles, with theire Broods, which me seemeth better than alle the Noise of Hounds, Faukenors, and Fowlers can make. And if the Angler take Fysshe, then there is noe Man merrier than he is in his Spryte.
Seite 55 - At Roxburgh, the remains of the castle are only seen. Here it was that James II. of Scotland was killed in 1460, by the bursting of a cannon, made probably from the trunk of a tree, and hooped all round with iron. IJielso. Kelso is situated on the Tweed, in the very heart of fishing ground, near its confluence with the Teviot, a capital trouting river. It has a very fine ruin of a monastery, and a beautiful bridge over the Tweed. The Duke of...
Seite 11 - ... short as it was, and hungry as hawks. Ah ! how happy is the angler ! as Sir Thomas More says, ' If his sport should fail him, he at the least hath his holsom walk, and, mery at his ease, a swete ayre of the swete savour of the meade of flowers that maketh him hungry: he heareth the melodious harmonie of fowles ; he seeth the young swans, herons, ducks, cotes, and many other fowles.
Seite 64 - Through skies, where I could count each little star. The fanning west wind scarcely stirs the leaves ; The river, rushing o'er its pebbled bed, Imposes silence, with a stilly sound. In such a place as this, at such an hour, If ancestry can be in aught believed, Descending spirits have conversed with man, And told the secrets of the world unknown.
Seite 91 - O to abide in the desert with thee! Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth. Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
Seite 62 - He also imagined that as many carriages and people would be passing his windows as when he stood at the door of his house. But now, where was he!— On the bounds of eternity ! 'Awful thought!' said he to himself ; ' were I to jump a yard or perhaps stir a foot, I might never again be heard of, my address being known only to myaelf; and having no relations, my goods and chattels, what would become of them in all the world!