swingwet Posted June 27, 2012 Share Posted June 27, 2012 Headin' up to Lesser Slave for 10 days come friday and wanted to post some wonderous words for the practioners of this art. Mark well the various seasons of the year How the succeeding insect race appear In this revolving moon one colour reigns Which in the next the fickle trout disdains Oft have I seen a skilful angler try The various colours of the treacherous fly When he with fruitless pain hath skimmed the brook And the coy fish rejects the skipping hook He shakes the boughs,that on the margin grow Which over the stream a waving forest throw When if an insect fall,his certain guide He gently takes him from the whirling tide Examines well his form with curious eye His gaudy vest,his wings,his horns and size Then round his hook the chosen fur he winds And on the back a speckled feather binds So just the colours shine through every part That nature seems to live again in art Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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