They cast their lines into the brook,
And watch'd with careful eyes
In case some finny feeder might
Be taken by surprise,
And tempted be to have a bite,
Not being overwise!
V
For hours they sat, but sport had none,
Yet ceas'd not watch to keep;
Then little Bell remark'd I think
They must be all asleep!
Their hopes at last began to sink,
The eldest wish'd to weep!