This is reason put into Verse, and worthy the consideration of a wise man. But of this no more, for though I love civility, yet I hate severe censures: I'll to my own Art, and I doubt not but at yonder tree I shall catch a _Chub_, and then we'll turn to an honest cleanly Alehouse that I know right well, rest our selves, and dress it for our dinner. _via_. Oh, Sir, a _Chub_ is the worst fish that swims, I hoped for a _Trout_ for my dinner. _Pis_. Trust me, Sir, there is not a likely place for a _Trout_ hereabout, and we staid so long to take our leave of your Huntsmen this morning, that the Sun is got so high, and shines so clear, that I will not undertake the catching of a _Trout_ till evening; and though a _Chub_ be by you and many others reckoned the worst of all fish, yet you shall see I'll make it good fish by dressing it. _Viat_. Why, how will you dress him? _Pisc_. I'll tell you when I have caught him: look you here, Sir, do you see? (but you must stand very close) there lye upon the top of the water twenty _Chubs_: I'll catch only one, and that shall be the biggest of them all: and that I will do so, I'll hold you twenty to one. _Viat_. I marry, Sir, now you talk like an Artist, and I'll say, you are one, when I shall see you perform what you say you can do; but I yet doubt it. _Pisc_. And that you shall see me do presently; look, the biggest of these _Chubs_ has had some bruise upon his tail, and that looks like a white spot; that very _Chub_ I mean to catch; sit you but down in the shade, and stay but a little while, and I'll warrant you I'll bring him to you. _viat_. I'll sit down and hope well, because you seem to be so confident. _Pisc_. Look you Sir, there he is, that very _Chub_ that I shewed you, with the white spot on his tail; and I'll be as certain to make him a good dish of meat, as I was to catch him. I'll now lead you to an honest Alehouse, where we shall find a cleanly room, Lavender in the windowes, and twenty Ballads stuck about the wall; there my Hostis (which I may tell you, is both cleanly and conveniently handsome) has drest many a one for me, and shall now dress it after my fashion, and I warrant it good meat. _viat_. Come Sir, with all my heart, for I begin to be hungry, and long to be at it, and indeed to rest my self too; for though I have walked but four miles this morning, yet I begin to be weary; yester dayes hunting hangs stil upon me. _Pisc_. Wel Sir, and you shal quickly be at rest, for yonder is the house I mean to bring you to. Come Hostis, how do you? wil you first give us a cup of your best Ale, and then dress this _Chub_, as you drest my last, when I and my friend were hereabout eight or ten daies ago? but you must do me one courtesie, it must be done instantly. _Host_. I wil do it, Mr. _Piscator_, and with all the speed I can. _Pisc_. Now Sir, has not my Hostis made haste? And does not the fish look lovely?