THE FLEET MERGED IN THE QUEEN'S BENCH.
Sure England's naval glory now is past,
No more can poets to it write their odes;
The Fleet is swamp'd—yes, it is merged at last,
Not in the Yarmouth, but the Borough Roads.
15. Izaak Walton died, 1683.
Death at the stream of life's a constant dangler,
And on this day for Walton was an angler.