Fill It Up. I Take As Large

Sure Men Were Born To Lie, And Women To Believe Them!

When If Or Chance Or Hunger's Powerful Sway Directs The Roving Trout This Fatal Way, He Greedily Sucks In The Twining Bait, And Tugs And Nibbles The Fallacious Meat. Now, Happy Fisherman; Now Twitch The Line! How Thy Rod Bends! Behold, The Prize Is Thine!

Cowards Are Cruel, But The Brave Love Mercy And Delight To Save.

In Every Age And Clime We See Two Of A Trade Can Never Agree.

One Common Fate We Both Must Prove; You Die With Envy, I With Love.