Phao. The ferry, fair lady, that conducteth to Syracusa.
Venus. I fear, if the water should begin to swell, thou wilt want cunning to guide.
Phao. These waters are commonly as the passengers are; and therefore, carrying one so fair in show, there is no cause to fear a rough sea.
Venus. To pass the time in thy boat, can’st thou devise any pastime?
Phao. If the wind be with me, I can angle, or tell tales: if against me, it will be pleasure for you to see me take pains.
Venus. I like not fishing; yet was I born of the sea.
Phao. But he may bless fishing, that caught such an one in the sea.
Venus. It was not with an angle, my boy, but with a net.
Phao. So, was it said, that Vulcan caught Mars with Venus.
Venus. Did’st thou hear so? it was some tale.