|Yet can we kill the man that killed the giants?||40|
GRIZ. I tell you, madam, it was all a trick;
He made the giants first, and then he killed them;
As fox-hunters bring foxes to the wood,
And then with hounds they drive them out again.
QUEEN. How! have you seen no giants? Are
GRIZ.46 Indeed I cannot positively tell,
But firmly do believe there is not one.
QUEEN. Hence! from my sight! thou traitor, hie
|By all my stars! thou enviest Tom Thumb.||50|
A setting dog: begone!
GRIZ. Madam, I go.
Tom Thumb shall feel the vengeance you have
So, when two dogs are fighting in the streets,
|With a third dog one of the two dogs meets,||55|
[QUEEN.] And whither shall I go? -- Alack a day!
I love Tom Thumb -- but must not tell him so;
For what's a woman, when her virtue's gone?
A coat without its lace; wig out of buckle;
|A stocking with a hole in't -- I can't live||5|
In this scale put my virtue, that, Tom Thumb.
Alas! Tom Thumb is heavier than my virtue.
|But hold! -- perhaps I may be left a widow:||10|
In that dear hope I will forget my pain.
So, when some wench to Tothill-Bridewell's*
sent, With beating hemp and flogging she's content;
|She hopes in time to ease her present pain,||15|
BAIL. Come on, my trusty follower, come on;
This day discharge thy duty, and at night
A double mug of beer, and beer shall glad thee.
Stand here by me, this way must Noodle pass.
|FOL. No more, no more, O bailiff! every word||5|
To lay arresting hands upon his back,
And drag him trembling to the sponging-house.
BAIL. There when I have him, I will sponge upon
49Oh! glorious thought! by the sun, moon, and stars,
I will enjoy it, though it be in thought!
Yes, yes, my follower, I will enjoy it.
FOL. Enjoy it then some other time, for now
|Our prey approaches.||15|
BAIL. Let us retire.
TOM THUMB, NOODLE, BAILIFF, FOLLOWER.
THUMB. Trust me, my Noodle, I am wondrous
For, though I love the gentle Huncamunca,
Yet at the thought of marriage I grow pale;
For, oh!50 but swear thou'lt keep it ever secret,
|I will unfold a tale will make thee stare.||5|
NOOD. I swear by lovely Huncamunca's charms.
THUMB. Then know --51, my grandmamma hath
Why, say'st thou so? I love thee well, indeed
I do, and thou shalt find by this, 'tis true.
Or with this in Cyrus [BANKS]:
The most heroic mind that ever was.
And with above half of the modern tragedies.
Bru. Do not, like young hawks, fetch a course about: Your game flies fair.
Fra. Do not fear it. He answers you in your hawking phrase.
Injured Love [TATE].
I think these two great authorities are sufficient to justify Dollallolla in the use of the phrase, 'Hie away, hie!' when in the same line she says she is ;peaking to a setting dog.
Arthur and Oswald, and their different fates,
Are weighing now within the scales of heav'n.
Also in Sebastian [DRYDEN]:
This hour my lot is weighing in the scale.
Sometimes methinks I hear the groan of ghosts,
Thin hollow sounds and lamentable screams;
Then, like a dying echo from afar,
My mother's voice that cries, 'Wed not, Almeyda;
Forewarned, Almeyda, marriage is thy crime.'