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The Man who day by day bears forth the Net,
Will catch a Fish ere many Suns are set.

S TORM-BOUND Fishers while they wait
Mend their Nets or cut their Bait.

Wait not to see what other Anglers get;
He takes the Fish who keeps his own Hook wet.

A S ALMON from the River or the Mere,
An Oak-staff from the Forest, or a Deer
From thicket, heath or hillside—these be named
Three Thefts of which no Man was yet ashamed.
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