Stephens, James, 1882-1950, Rackham, Arthur, 1867-1939 · New York : The Macmillan company · leaf 53
. They held out nets for me; they hid trapsunder leaves; they made cords of the colour of water, of thecolour of weeds—but this salmon had a nose that knew how aweed felt and how a string—^they drifted meat on a sightlessstring, but I knew of the hook; they thrust spears at me, andthrew lances… … THE STORY OF TUAN MAC CAIRILL 29 Every beast pursued me in the waters and along thebanks; the barking, black-skinned otter came after me inlust and gust and swirl; the wild cat fished for me; the hawkand the steep-winged, spearrbeaked birds dived down on me,and men crept on me with nets the width…
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