Sir Thomas.
“What was it? what was it? I thought as much. There thou standest, like a woodpecker, chattering and chattering, breaking the bark with thy beak, and leaving the grub where it was. This is enough to put a saint out of patience.”
William Shakspeare.
“The wishes of your worship possess a mysterious influence,—I now remember all.
“‘And hear the mermaid’s song you may,
As sure as sure can be,
If you will but follow the sun all day,
And souse with him into the sea.’”
Sir Thomas.
“It must be an idle fellow who would take that trouble; besides, unless he nicked the time he might miss the monster. There be many who are slow to believe that the mermaid singeth.”
William Shakspeare.
“Ah sir! not only the mermaid singeth, but the merman sweareth, as another old song will convince you.”
Sir Thomas.