Full fathom five below those crested waves
No tempests ever stir our coral caves.
We hear no thunder far below the sea;
The mermaids’ haunt is still as still can be;
In fact it’s rather dull sometimes down there,
And so I come up here and comb my hair.
(Moves towards back.)
To-night, alas! another ship went down,
I cannot bear to see poor sailors drown.
(Sees Prince Doodle.)