TOM THUMB THE GREAT, _a little hero with a great soul, something violent
in his temper, which is a little abated by his love for_ HUNCAMUNCA.
GHOST OF GAFFER THUMB, _a whimsical sort of ghost_.
LORD GRIZZLE, _extremely zealous for the liberty of the subject, very
choleric in his temper, and in love with_ HUNCAMUNCA.
MERLIN, _a conjuror, and in some sort father to_ TOM THUMB.
NOODLE, DOODLE, _courtiers in place, and consequently of that party that
is uppermost_.
FOODLE, _a courtier that is out of place, and consequently of that party
that is undermost_.
BAILIFF, AND FOLLOWER, _of the party of the plaintiff_.
PARSON, _of the side of the church_.
QUEEN DOLLALLOLLA, _wife to_ KING ARTHUR, _and mother to_ HUNCAMUNCA, _a
woman entirely faultless, saving that she is a little given to drink, a
little too much a virago towards her husband, and in love with_ TOM THUMB.
THE PRINCESS HUNCAMUNCA, _daughter to their_ MAJESTIES KING ARTHUR _and_
QUEEN DOLLALLOLLA, _of a very sweet, gentle, and amorous disposition,
equally in love with_ LORD GRIZZLE _and_ TOM THUMB, _and desirous to be
married to them both_.
GLUMDALCA, _of the giants, a captive queen, beloved by the king, but in
love with_ TOM THUMB.
CLEORA, MUSTACHA, _maids of honour in love with_ NOODLE _and_ DOODLE.
Courtiers, Guards, Rebels, Drums, Trumpets, Thunder and Lightning.
SCENE.--THE COURT OF KING ARTHUR, AND A PLAIN THEREABOUTS.
* * * * *
ACT I.
SCENE I.--_The Palace._
DOODLE, NOODLE.
_Doodle._ Sure such a day[65] as this was never seen!
The sun himself, on this auspicious day,
Shines like a beau in a new birthday suit:
This down the seams embroidered, that the beams.
All nature wears one universal grin.
_Nood._ This day, O Mr. Doodle, is a day.
Indeed!--a day, we never saw before.[66]
The mighty Thomas Thumb victorious comes;[67]
Millions of giants crowd his chariot wheels,
Giants! to whom the giants in Guildhall[68]
Are infant dwarfs. They frown, and foam, and roar,
While Thumb, regardless of their noise, rides on.
So some cock-sparrow in a farmer's yard,
Hops at the head of an huge flock of turkeys.
_Dood._ When Goody Thumb first brought this Thomas forth,
The Genius of our land triumphant reign'd;
Then, then, O Arthur! did thy Genius reign.
_Nood._ They tell me it is whisper'd[69] in the books
Of all our sages, that this mighty hero,
By Merlin's art begot, hath not a bone
Within his skin, but is a lump of gristle.
_Dood._ Then 'tis a gristle of no mortal kind;
Some god, my Noodle, stept into the place
Of Gaffer Thumb, and more than half begot[70]
This mighty Tom.
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