The meal concluded, out we went
With tackle which he kindly lent,
And reached a lonely spot,
Where, at the swarms of glittering flies,
The speckled trout enraptured rise,
Like lightning, or a shot;
And soon a splendid pair I caught,
As fine as I had seen, methought,
Though I've tried lots of places.
He calls: "What luck, my friend?" says he.