ANGLING IN THE RYE.
(A wicked parody on Tennyson's "Old and New Year.")
I STOOD by a river in the wet,
Where trout and grayling often met,
And waters were rushing and rolling;
And I said: "O Fish, a dainty dish,
Is there aught that is worth the trolling?"
Fishes enough there are rising,
Nibbles so often cajoling,