When’ere a mermaid’s heart you hold in hand,
And four and forty men before me stand,
In place of all these geese I send as crew.
’Till then—‘O reservoir!’ my boy! adieu!”
Mona. Oh! what a dreadful man!
Prince Doodle. He seized my brother;
And swore we ne’er again should see each other
Until this mermaid I should meet, so kind,
And then a mountain full of diamonds find.
The thing is absurd! There are no mermaids here,