The fisherman and his soul.
Oscar Wilde.
… Every evening the young Fisherman went out into
the sea, and one evening the net … so heavy that he BE
could hardly draw it into the boat. And he laughed and
said to himself, “ Surely I … all the fish that swim, or CATCH
some monster that will surprise … , or some thing of MAN
horror that the great Queen will desire,” and … all his USE
strength, he pulled the ropes and nearer and nearer … COME
the net and at last it … to the top of the water. RISE
But no fish at all was in it, nor any monster or thing of
horror, but only a little Mermaid … fast asleep. LIE
Her hair … as a wet fleece of gold, and each separate BE
hair as a thread of fine gold in a cup of glass. … body SHE
was as a white ivory, and her tail was of silver and pearl.