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No man is born an Artist nor an Angler.
No man is born an Artist nor an Angler.
Of course, now I am too old to be much of a fisherman, and now of
course I usually read more
Of course, now I am too old to be much of a fisherman, and now of
course I usually fish the big waters alone, although some friends
think I shouldn't. Like many fly fishermen in western Montana
where the summer days are almost Arctic in length, I often do not
start fishing until the cool of the evening. Then in the Arctic
half-light of the canyon, all existence fades to a being with my
soul and memories and the sounds of the Big Blackfoot River and a
four-count rhythm and the hope that a fish will rise.
Never a fishermen need there be
If fishes could hear as well as see.
Never a fishermen need there be
If fishes could hear as well as see.
Can the fish love the fisherman?
[Lat., Piscatorem piscis amare potest?]
Can the fish love the fisherman?
[Lat., Piscatorem piscis amare potest?]
The fishers also shall mourn, and all they that cast angle into
the brooks shall lament, and they that read more
The fishers also shall mourn, and all they that cast angle into
the brooks shall lament, and they that spread nets upon the
waters shall languish.
Meek Walton's heavenly memory.
Meek Walton's heavenly memory.
He who holds the hook is aware in what waters many fish are
swimming.
[Lat., Qui sustinet hamos,
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He who holds the hook is aware in what waters many fish are
swimming.
[Lat., Qui sustinet hamos,
Novit, quae multo pisce natentur aquae.]
This dish of meat is too good for any but anglers, or very honest
men.
This dish of meat is too good for any but anglers, or very honest
men.
Three fishers went sailing away to the west,
Away to the west as the sun went down;
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Three fishers went sailing away to the west,
Away to the west as the sun went down;
Each thought on the woman who loved him the best,
And the children stood watching them out of the town.