 | The Tragedy of Tragedies ; Or The Life and Death of Tom Thumb the Great |  |
SCENE IX.
Lord Grizzle, Foodle, Rebels, on one Side. Tom Thumb, Glumdalca, on the other.Food.
At length the Enemy advances nigh,
I hear them with my Ear, and see them with my Eye.
Griz.
Draw all your Swords, for Liberty we fight,
And Liberty the Mustard is of Life.
Thumb.
Are you the Man whom Men fam'd Grizzle name?
Griz.
Are you the much more fam'd Tom Thumb?
Thumb.
The same.
Griz.
Come on, our Worth upon our selves we'll prove,
For Liberty I fight.
Thumb.
And I for Love.
[A bloody Engagement between the two Armies here, Drums beating, Trumpets sounding, Thunder and Lightning.—They fight off and on several times. Some fall. Grizzle and Glumdalca remain.
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Turn, Coward, turn, nor from a Woman fly.
Griz.
Away—thou art too ignoble for my Arm.
Glum.
Have at thy Heart.
Griz.
Nay then, I thrust at thine.
Glum.
You push too well, you've run me thro' the Guts,
And I am dead.
Griz.
Then there's an End of One.
Thumb.
When thou art dead, then there's an End of Two,
Villain.
Griz.
Tom Thumb!
Thumb.
Rebel!
Griz.
Tom Thumb!
Thumb.
Hell!
Griz.
Huncamunca!
Thumb.
Thou hast it there.
Griz.
Too sure I feel it.
Thumb.
To Hell then, like a Rebel as you are,
And give my Service to the Rebels there.
Griz.
Triumph not, Thumb, nor think thou shalt enjoy
Thy Huncamunca undisturb'd, I'll send
My Ghost to fetch her to the other World;
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But, ha! I feel Death rumbling in my Brains,
Some kinder Spright knocks softly at my Soul.
And gently whispers it to haste away:
I come, I come, most willingly I come.
So; when some City Wife, for Country Air,
To Hampstead, or to Highgate does repair;
Her, to make haste, her Husband does implore,
And cries, My Dear, the Coach is at the Door.
With equal Wish, desirous to be gone,
She gets into the Coach, and then she cries—Drive on!
Thumb.
With those last Words he vomited his Soul,
Which, like whipt Cream, the Devil will swallow down.
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Which I will to the King in Triumph lug;
Rebellion's dead, and now I'll go to Breakfast.
I saw the Villain, Myron, with these Eyes I saw him.
Busiris.
Busiris.
In both which Places it is intimated, that it is sometimes possible to see with other Eyes than your own.
This Mustard (says Mr. D.) is enough to turn one's Stomach: I would be glad to know what Idea the Author had in his Head when he wrote it. This will be, I believe, best explained by a Line of Mr. Dennis;
And gave him Liberty, the Salt of Life.Liberty asserted.
The Understanding that can digest the one, will not rise at the other.
Han.
Are you the Chief, whom Men fam'd Scipio call?
Scip.
Are you the much more famous Hannibal?
Hannib.
Are you the Chief, whom Men fam'd Scipio call?
Scip.
Are you the much more famous Hannibal?
Hannib.
Dr. Young seems to have copied this Engagement in his Busiris:
Myr.Villain!
Mem.
Myron!
Myr.
Rebel!
Mem.
Myron!
Myr.
Hell!
Mem.
Mandane
This last Speech of my Lord Grizzle, hath been of great Service to our Poets;
—I'll hold it fastAs Life, and when Life's gone, I'll hold this last;
And if thou tak'st it from me when I'm slain,
I'll send my Ghost, and fetch it back again.
Conquest of Granada.
My Soul should with such Speed obey,
It should not bait at Heaven to stop its way.
I would but go to Heaven to take the Air.
Gloriana.
It should not bait at Heaven to stop its way.
Lee seems to have had this last in his Eye;
'Twas not my Purpose, Sir, to tarry there,I would but go to Heaven to take the Air.
Gloriana.
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