We are most inclined to admire Shakespeare’s skill when gazing over a poetic bit of speech. We will exclaim over a choice metaphor or an insightful bit of reasoning. But a touch like this makes me exclaim a little, too. It is such a graceful bit of character and rhythm and it is seemingly effortless in its construction. It steps over itself. It’s repetitious, musical in its silliness and lands, like the ending of a song, with a satisfying cadence.