The Doldrums

(Milo: Hahaha, that's silly, hahahaha)
(Milo: Hahahaha)

Pastime with good company
I love and shall until I die
Grudge who lust but none deny
So God be pleased, thus live will I

For my pastance, hunt, sing, and dance
My heart is set
All goodly sport for my comfort
Who shall me let

(Milo: Could you help me please? I think I'm lost.)
(Lethargarian: Think? Don't say that! It's against the law to think in the doldrums!)
(Milo: That's ridiculous. Everybody thinks.)
(Lethargarian: We don't. And most of the time, you don't. And that's why you're here - you weren't thinking. And you weren't paying attention either.)