'Tom Thumb, beware of marriage.'
NOOD. Sir, I blush
To think a warrior, great in arms as you,
Should be affrighted by his grandmamma. 10 Can an old woman's empty dreams deter The blooming hero from the virgin's arms?
Think of the joy that will your soul alarm,
When in her fond embraces clasped you lie,
While on her panting breast, dissolved in bliss, 15 You pour out all Tom Thumb in every kiss.
THUMB. Oh! Noodle, thou hast fired my eager
Spite of my grandmother she shall be mine;
I'll hug, caress, I'll eat her up with love.
Whole days, and nights, and years shall be too
short 20 For our enjoyment; every sun shall rise52Blushing to see us in our bed together.
NOOD. O, sir! this purpose of your soul pursue.
BAIL. O, sir! I have an action against you.
NOOD. At whose suit is it? 25
BAIL. At your tailor's, sir.
Your tailor put this warrant in my hands,
And I arrest you, sir, at his commands.
THUMB. Ha! dog! Arrest my friend before my
Think you Tom Thumb will suffer this disgrace? 30 But let vain cowards threaten by their word, Tom Thumb shall show his anger by his sword.
( Kills the Bailiff and his Follower.)
BAIL. Oh, I am slain!
FOL. I, am murdered also
And to the shades, the dismal shades below,
My bailiff's faithful follower I go. 35
NOOD.53Go then to hell, like rascals as you are,
And give our service to the bailiffs there.
THUMB. Thus perish all the bailiffs in the land,
Tiff debtors at noon-day shall walk the streets,
And no one fear a bailiff or his writ. 40
The Princess Huncamunca's apartment.--
HUNC.54Give me some music -- see that it be sad.
Cupid, ease a love-sick maid,
Bring thy quiver to her aid;
With equal ardor wound the swain:
Beauty should never sigh in vain. 5II
Let him feel the pleasing smart,
Drive thy arrow through his heart;
When one you wound, you then destroy;
When both you kill, you kill with joy.
HUNC.55O Tom Thumb! Tom Thumb! wherefore art thou Tom Thumb? 10
Why hadst thou not been born of royal race?
Why had not mighty Bantam been thy father?
Or else the King of Brentford, Old or New?*
MUST. I am surprised that your Highness can give yourself a moment's uneasiness about that 15 little insignificant fellow,56 Tom Thumb the Great -- one properer for a plaything than a husband. -- Were he my husband, his horns should be as long as his body. -- If you had fallen in love with a grenadier, I should not have wondered at it. -- If you 20 had fallen in love with something; but to fall in love with nothing!
HUNC. Cease, my Mustacha, on thy duty cease.
The zephyr, when in flow'ry vales it plays,
Is not so soft, so sweet as Thummy's breath. 25 The dove is not so gentle to its mate.
MUST. The dove is every bit as proper for a
husband. -- Alas! madam, there's not a beau about
the court looks so little like a man. He is a per-
fect butterfly, a thing without substance, and 30 almost without shadow too.
HUNC. This rudeness is unseasonable: desist;
Or I shall think this railing comes from love.
Tom Thumb's a creature of that charming form,
That no one can abuse, unless they love him. 35
MUST. Madam, the king.____________________
Rise never more, O sun! let night prevail,
Eternal darkness close the world's wide scene.
Sun, hide thy face, and put the world in mourning.
Mr. Banks makes the sun perform the office of Hymen, and therefore not likely to be disgusted at such a sight:
The sun sets forth like a gay brideman with you.
Mary Q[ueen] of Scots [BANKS].
We find another 'to hell,' in the Persian Princess [THEOBALD]:
Villain, get thee down
To hell, and tell them that the fray's begun.
Anthony gives the same command in the same words.
[ All for Love. DRYDEN).
Haughty weakness. Victim [JOHNSON].
Great small world.
Noah's Flood [ECCLESTONE).