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Aberedw Aberystwith abound angler angling station appearance Artificial bait Bala Lake banks beautiful blue dun body Brecknockshire bridge Bridgend brooks brown Builth bushes called Carmarthenshire caught Cleddy Clwyd colour confluence Conway coracle Crickhowel dark deep Dolgelly eight miles Ewenny excellent falls feather feet fish Fishguard five miles flies flows four miles Gelert Glamorganshire grayling green hackle half head herl hook Irvon lake large trout legs light Llan Llangollen Llanidloes Llanwrst Llewellyn's LLYN Loughor Merionethshire miles from Brecknock miles from Builth Montgomeryshire mountain Neath never Newcastle Emlyn pike Pont pool pounds principal Fishing Stations rise river rocks salmon scarlings scenery season seven miles sewin side silk six miles spawn sport spot stone stream Tâf tail Teivi three miles Towy tributary trout and eels twelve miles Uske vale Vawr village Vyrnwy Wales Welsh wind wings yards yellow
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Page 180 - Twas only at Llewelyn's board The faithful Gelert fed ; He watched, he served, he cheered his lord, And sentinelled his bed. In sooth he was a peerless hound, The gift of royal John ; But now no Gelert could be found, And all the chase rode on. And now, as...
Page 10 - Of pendent trees, the monarch of the brook. Behoves you then to ply your finest art. Long time he, following cautious, scans the fly ; And oft attempts to seize it, but as oft The dimpled water speaks his jealous fear. At last, while haply o'er the shaded sun Passes a cloud, he desperate takes the death. With sullen plunge. At once he darts along. Deep struck, and runs out all the lengthened line ; Then seeks the farthest ooze, the sheltering weed.
Page 107 - Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild: these pastoral farms, Green to the very door; and wreaths of smoke Sent up, in silence from among the trees! With some uncertain notice, as might seem Of vagrant dwellers in the houseless woods, Or of some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone.
Page 87 - While strayed my eyes o'er Towy's flood, Over mead and over wood, From house to house, from hill to hill, Till contemplation had her fill.
Page 179 - Come, Gelert, come, wert never last Llewelyn's horn to hear ! " Oh, where does faithful Gelert roam, The flower of all his race ; So true, so brave, a lamb at home, A lion in the chase...
Page 39 - To frame the little animal, provide All the gay hues that wait on female pride : Let Nature guide thee ; sometimes golden wire The shining bellies of the fly require ; The peacock's plumes thy tackle must not fail, Nor the dear purchase of the sable's tail. Each gaudy bird some slender tribute brings, And lends the growing insect proper wings : Silks of all colours must their aid impart, And every fur promote the fisher's art.
Page 181 - He called his child, — no voice replied, — He searched with terror wild; Blood, blood he found on every side, But nowhere found his child. 238 "Hell-houndl my child's by thee devoured!
Page 181 - And now a gallant tomb they raise, With costly sculpture decked ; And marbles storied with his praise Poor Gelert's bones protect.