Seeing as the general knowledge thread has still got a question unanswered I will post this here.
Its a poem in a fishing book I have just finished reading. Have never seen it before and I think it's a cracker.
Question is, who wrote it? Paulfish is banned from this as he saw me reading the book!! Google will no doubt have the answer but lets see if anyone knows it first.
Bear my body, when I die,
Far from men, and let it lie
By a Salmon river.
Where the larches troop their ranks
And, above the granite banks
Silver birches shiver
Stay not, stranger, passing by,
For decorous lament or sigh
Where I rest beside you.
Go, my brother cast your line,
With a craft that once was mine,
And good luck betide you.
There, who knows, I still may ply,
O'er the stream a phantom fly
For a midnight capture,
And, If heaven attends my wish,
Bring to bank a ghostly fish
In a ghostly rapture.
