Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.
A rod twelve feet long and a ring of wire, A winder and barrel, will help thy desire In killing a Pike; but the forked stick, With a slit and a bladder,and that other fine trick, Which our artists call snap, with a goose or a duck, Will kill two for one, if you have any luck; The gentry of Shropshire do merrily smile, To see a goose and a belt the fish to beguile; When a Pike suns himselfe and a-frogging doth go, The two-inched hook is better, I know, Than the ordnary snaring: but still I must cry, When the Pike is at home, minde the cookery. BarkerThe Art of Angling. (Reprint of 1820 of the 1657 edition).
For angling-rod he took a sturdy oak; For line, a cable that in storm neer broke; His hook was such as heads the end of pole To pluck down house ere fire consumes it whole; This hook was bated with a dragons tail, And then on rock he stood to bob for whale. Sir William DavenantBrittania Triumphans. P. 15. Variations of same in The Mock Romance, Hero and Leander. London, 1653, 1677. Chambers Book of Days. Vol. I. P. 173. DanielRural Sports, Supplement. P. 57.
Fly fishing is a very pleasant amusement; but angling or float fishing, I can only compare to a stick and a string, with a worm at one end and a fool at the other. Attributed to Johnson by HawkerOn Worm Fishing. (Not found in his works.) See Notes and Queries, Dec. 11, 1915.
La ligne, avec sa canne, est un long instrument, Dont le plus mince bout tient un petit reptile, Et dont lautre est tenu par un grand imbecile. A French version of lines attributed to Johnson; claimed for Guyet, who lived about 100 years earlier.
His angle-rod made of a sturdy oak; His line, a cable which in storms neer broke; His hook he baited with a dragons tail, And sat upon a rock, and bobbd for whale. William KingUpon a Giants Angling. (In Chalmerss British Poets.)
Down and back at day dawn, Tramp from lake to lake, Washing brain and heart clean Every step we take. Leave to Robert Browning Beggars, fleas, and vines; Leave to mournful Ruskin Popish Apennines, Dirty stones of Venice, And his gas lamps seven, Weve the stones of Snowdon And the lamps of heaven. Charles KingsleyLetters and Memories, Aug., 1856. (Edited by Mrs. Kingsley.)
In a bowl to sea went wise men three, On a brilliant night in June: They carried a net, and their hearts were set On fishing up the moon. Thomas Love PeacockThe Wise Men of Gotham. Paper Money Lyrics. St. 1.
In genial spring, beneath the quivering shade, Where cooling vapors breathe along the mead, The patient fisher takes his silent stand, Intent, his angle trembling in his hand; With looks unmovd, he hopes the scaly breed, And eyes the dancing cork, and bending reed. PopeWindsor Forest. L. 135.
Shrimps and the delicate periwinkle Such are the sea-fruits lasses love: Ho! to your nets till the blue stars twinkle, And the shutterless cottages gleam above! Bayard TaylorThe Shrimp-Gatherers. (Parody of Jean Ingelow.)
We may say of angling as Dr. Boteler said of strawberries: Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did; and so, (if I might be judge,) God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling. Izaak WaltonThe Compleat Angler. Pt. I. Ch. V. (Boteler was Dr. Wm. Butler. See FullersWorthies. Also Roger WilliamsKey into the Language of America. P. 98.)
Thus use your frog: * * * put your hook, I mean the arming wire, through his mouth, and out at his gills, and then with a fine needle and silk sow the upper part of his leg with only one stitch to the arming wire of your hook, or tie the frogs leg above the upper joint to the armed wire; and in so doing use him as though you loved him. Izaak WaltonThe Compleat Angler. Pt. I. Ch. VIII.
O! the gallant fishers life, It is the best of any: Tis full of pleasure, void of strife, And tis beloved by many. Other joys Are but toys; Only this, Lawful is: For our skill Breeds no ill, But content and pleasure. Izaak WaltonThe Compleat Angler. Ch. XVI.
Of recreation there is none So free as fishing is, alone; All other pastimes do not less Than mind and body, both possess: My hand alone my work can do; So I can fish and study too. Izaak WaltonThe Compleat Angler. The Anglers Song.
The first men that our Saviour dear Did choose to wait upon Him here, Blest fishers were; and fish the last Food was, that He on earth did taste: I therefore strive to follow those, Whom He to follow Him hath chose. Izaak WaltonThe Compleat Angler. The Anglers Song.