Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones.

Nimble thought can jump both sea and land

Fishes live in the sea, as men do on land: the great ones eat up the little ones.

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea, and one on shore, To one thing constant never; Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny

The rude sea grew civil at her song,
And certain stars shot madly from their spheres
To hear the sea-maid's music.