The phrase 'There's a man...' sounded a curious echo in my head regarding a poem by Robert Burns, the Scottish poet, 1759 to 1796.
He was writing concerning a certain Captain Grose who was touring Scotland '.. collecting antiquities of that Kingdom' and Burns says, '.. A man's among you taking notes, and he'll surely print it.'
(A chiel's amang ye takin' notes, an' faith he'll prent it)