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THE FISHERMAN by GAMALIEL BRADFORD

First Line: I SIT BESIDE LETHEAN STREAMS
Last Line: THE FAILURES I'M SECURING.
Subject(s): FISH & FISHING; ANGLERS;
I sit beside Lethean streams,
And in that ghostly tangle
Of quaint and ill-assorted dreams
Fantastically angle.

The wand of memory is my rod,
My hook is old affection,
With which I keep extracting odd
Phantoms of recollection.

The creatures glisten in the wave
And magically quiver;
But, once ashore, what charm they have
Is apt to fade forever.

And yet the future is so dark
And grimly unalluring
That I fish on, and scarce remark
The failures I'm securing.



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