<h2><SPAN name="topic20" id="topic20"></SPAN>The Song of the Reel</h2>
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<p>Close by the edge of the lily pads,</p>
<p class="i4">there's a flash and swirl of spray,</p>
<p>And the line draws taut, and the rod dips</p>
<p class="i4">low, and I sing as he speeds away;</p>
<p>And I whir and click with the joy of life, as</p>
<p class="i4">the line runs in and out,</p>
<p>And I laugh with glee as I reel him in, the</p>
<p class="i4">gamy and speckled trout.</p>
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<p>And again the silken line is cast, and the fly</p>
<p class="i4">like a feather glides,</p>
<p>Close to the rock where the water's deep, and</p>
<p class="i4">the wary black bass hides.</p>
<p>There's a strike and a run as the game is</p>
<p class="i4">hooked, and his rush with a snub is met,</p>
<p>But he yields at last to the steady strain, and</p>
<p class="i4">is brought to the landing net.</p>
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<p>As the sun sinks low in the western sky, and</p>
<p class="i4">the shadows longer grow,</p>
<p>And the night hawk wheels in his silent flight,</p>
<p class="i4">and the crickets draw their bow,</p>
<p>And the cat-tails wave in the gentle breeze,</p>
<p class="i4">and the boat glides on apace;</p>
<p>Then I reel in the line, while the bamboo rod</p>
<p class="i4">is laid away in its case.</p>
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<p>The bass and the trout, and the wall-eyed pike,</p>
<p class="i4">the pickerel and muskalonge,</p>
<p>Have each and all been lost or won as I caused</p>
<p class="i4">them to race or plunge,</p>
<p>I'm the sportsman's friend, and a foeman bold,</p>
<p class="i4">and I've filled full many a creel;</p>
<p>For what would the fisherman's luck be worth</p>
<p class="i4">without the song of the reel?</p>
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