 | The Tragedy of Tragedies ; Or The Life and Death of Tom Thumb the Great |  |
SCENE III.
King solus.King.
Oh! stay, and leave me not uncertain thus!
And whilst thou tellest me what's like my Fate,
Oh, teach me how I may avert it too!
Curst be the Man who first a Simile made!
Curst, ev'ry Bard who writes!—So have I seen
Those whose Comparisons are just and true,
And those who liken things not like at all.
The Devil is happy, that the whole Creation
Can furnish out no Simile to his Fortune.
| The Tragedy of Tragedies ; Or The Life and Death of Tom Thumb the Great | |