PETER: I'll have at you with it, then! I'll drop my knife and beat you with my iron wit! Face me like men!
When piercing grief the I heart does wound / And dismal songs oppress the mind / Then music with her silver sound
Why is it "silver sound?" What do they mean "music with her silver sound?" What do you say, Simon Catling?
FIRST MUSICIAN: Well, sir, because silver has a sweet sound.
PETER: That's a stupid answer!
What do you say, Hugh Rebeck?
SECOND MUSICIAN: I say "silver sound" because musicians play to earn silver.
PETER: Another stupid answer! What do you say, James Soundpost?
THIRD MUSICIAN: Well, I...don't know what to say.
PETER: Right! You are the singer, so you can't say anything. I'll tell you: it is "music with her silver sound" because musicians have no gold to clink together!
...Then music with her silver sound / Will quickly have you feeling fine!
FIRST MUSICIAN: What a hateful knave!
SECOND MUSICIAN: Hang him! Come—we'll wait for the mourners... and for dinner.