The Tragedy of Tragedies ; Or The Life and Death of Tom Thumb the Great | ||
SCENE I.
SCENE The Street.Bailiff, Follower.
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.
Follow.
No more, no more, Oh Bailiff! every Word
Inspires my Soul with Virtue.—Oh! I long
To meet the Enemy in the Street—and nab him;
To lay arresting Hands upon his Back,
And drag him trembling to the Spunging-House.
Bail.
There, when I have him, I will spunge upon him.
Oh! glorious Thought! by the Sun, Moon, and Stars,
I will enjoy it, tho it be in Thought!
Yes, yes, my Follower, I will enjoy it.
Follow.
Enjoy it then some other time, for now
Our Prey approaches.
Bail.
Let us retire.
The Tragedy of Tragedies ; Or The Life and Death of Tom Thumb the Great | ||