. "Blasts" from The Ram's Horn. CArorDATE.—If I gain this glittering prize, shall I be free to enjoy it? 304 Blasts From The Rams LAY OF THE FISHERMAN By THOMAS SULLIVAN. To the streamlet of life, as it hurried along. Bearing souls of mankind in its current, so the devil afishing with hook, line and rod, And with bait, sweet and tempting, to win souls from an eye keenly watchful he stood by the stream, N r yet long did he bide ere he caught the first gleamOf the light, as it shone on the fat, luscious side Of a dignified fish, with phylacteries wide: Then the fish
. "Blasts" from The Ram's Horn. CArorDATE.—If I gain this glittering prize, shall I be free to enjoy it? 304 Blasts From The Rams LAY OF THE FISHERMAN By THOMAS SULLIVAN. To the streamlet of life, as it hurried along. Bearing souls of mankind in its current, so the devil afishing with hook, line and rod, And with bait, sweet and tempting, to win souls from an eye keenly watchful he stood by the stream, N r yet long did he bide ere he caught the first gleamOf the light, as it shone on the fat, luscious side Of a dignified fish, with phylacteries wide: Then the fisherman said, with a sardonic grin,Ive a bauble to suit and Ill gather you in. This sleek fish held his head high in self-righteous pride. As he pompously swam on the crest of the tide;For he posed as a preacher, yet coveted pelf, WbDe his heart, soul and mind were concentered on he eagerly sought Fashions favors to gain, But the lowly he treated with haughty the fisherman smiled as the fish nearer came. While he baited his hook with a high sounding name:Then the line was thrown out with an artistic the fish took the bait and was soon gathered in
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