Though to use it I own I'm unwilling.
Ha! ha! Yes, I have it. I've made up a bait
That some will think Old, and that some will think Great,
And all will deem Grand—if it nicks 'em.
It's green—shot with orange; the fins have a look
Of a pair of big collars. Great Scott, what a hook!
Yes, this, I am certain, must fix 'em.
It is—and it isn't—the very same bait
That the Nottingham fellows—as anglers so great—
Consider the pink of perfection.