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I found this hand-written in the
front pages of an old book. I have transcribed the entire page,
including the footnote it had, and added some of my own revisions and
updates to the wording.. Apparently written by Mrs. Lamberton as she watched her husband fish, it captures the excitement
and joy of fly fishing in a few verses.
I know you will enjoy it. If you
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Trout Fishing
by
Mrs. Eunice B Lamberton
with revisions © Mark Minter/ saddogshirts.com
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Give me a rod of the split bamboo,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
a rainy day and a fly or two,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
a mountain stream where the eddies play,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
and mists hang low o'er the winding way,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Give me a haunt by the furling brook,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
A hidden spot in a mossy nook,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
No sound save hum of the drowsy bee,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
or lone bird's tap on the hollow tree.
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
The world may roll with it's busy throng,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
And phantom scenes on it's way along,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
It's stocks may rise, or it's stocks may fall,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Ah! What care I for it's baubles all?
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
I cast my fly o'er the troubled rill,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Luring the beauties by magic skill,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
With mind at rest and a heart at ease,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
And drink delight at the balmy breeze.
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
A lusty trout to my glad surprise,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Speckled and bright on the crest arise,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Then splash and plunge in a dazzling whirl,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Hope springs anew as the wavelets curl.
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Gracefully swinging from left to right,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Action so gentle- motion so slight,.
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Tempting, enticing, on craft intent,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Till yielding tip by the game is bent
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Drawing in slowly, then letting go
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Under the ripples where mosses grow
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Doubting my fortune, lost in a dream,
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Blessing the land of forest and stream.
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Rochester, N.Y.
December fifteenth, 1873
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
These lines were written on the spur of the moment at the famous pool
midway between Martin's and Bartlett's on the Saranac River-
Adirondacks- As Mr. Lamberton "with split bamboo and a fly or two"
whipped the water. -A. B. Lamberton
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
Eunice B. Lamberton trout fishing poem
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