The castled crag of Drachenfels, Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossom'd trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scatter'd cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine.

The art of angling, the cruelest, the coldest and the stupidest of pretended sports.

Keep thy smooth words and juggling homilies for those who know thee not.

Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please, the more because they preach in vain

Society is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tries, the Bores and Bored.

Cervantes smiled Spain's chivalry away.

The Coach does not play in the game, but the Coach helps the players identify areas to improve their game.