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Rh Or, when atop the hoary western hill The ruddie Sunne appears to rest his chin, When not a breeze disturbs the murmuring rill, And mildlie warm the falling dewes begin, The gamesome Trout then shews her silverie skin, As wantonly beneath the wave she glides, Watching the buzzing flies, that never blin, Then, dropt with pearle and golde, displays her sides, While she with frequent leape the ruffled streame divides.

On the greene banck a truant Schoolboy stands; Well has the urchin markt her mery play, An ashen rod obeys his guilefull hands, And leads the mimick fly across her way; Askaunce, with wistly look and coy delay, The hungrie Trout the glitteraund treachor eyes, Semblaunt of life, with speckled wings so gay; Then, slylie nibbling, prudish from it flies, Till with a bouncing start she bites the truthless prize.