Stannis' entire arc reminds me of a fantistorical remix of "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock"-- MELISANDRE: S'io credesse che muia rispota fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria sensa piu scosse. Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo /Non torno vivo alcun, s'i'odo il vero, Sensa tema d'infamia ti rispondo. [...] CRESSEN: Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse; At times indeed, almost ridiculous-- Almost, at times, the Fool. I grow old... I grow old... I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. Should I part my hair behind? RENLY: Do [you] dare to eat a peach? /I/ shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. PATCHFACE: I have seen the mermaids singing, each to each. STANNIS: I do not think that they will sing to me. PATCHFACE: I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the wind blows the water white and black. We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown DAVOS: Till human voices wake us, and we drown. Ummmm. Right. *runs away*
