Great God! I 'd rather be

A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn,

So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,

Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;

Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea,

Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850): Miscellaneous Sonnets. Part i. xxxiii.

Hear you this Triton of the minnows? Mark you

His absolute "shall"?

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Coriolanus. Act iii. Sc. 1.