CHORUS
What, never?
CAPTAIN
No, never!
CHORUS
What, never?
CAPTAIN
Well, hardly ever!
The meaning doesn't matter if it's only idle chatter of a transcendental kind.
W.S. GilbertOh, dry the glistening tear that dues that marshal cheek
Thy loving childern here in them thy comfort seek
With sympathetic care their arms around the creep,
For oh they can not bear to see their father weep
Wafted by a favouring gale
As one sometimes is in trances,
To a height that few can scale,
Save by long and weary dances
This particularly rapid, unintelligible patter
Isn't generally heard, and if it is it doesn't matter,
This particularly rapid, unintelligible patter
Isn't generally heard, and if it is it doesn't matter,
matter, matter, matter, matter, matter,
matter, matter, matter, matter, matter!
Tag: patter
I am an acquired taste.
W.S. GilbertTag: romance
No one can have a higher opinion of him than I have, and I think he's a dirty little beast.
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