SCENE II.

KING, QUEEN, GRIZZLE, NOODLE, DOODLE, FOODLE.

_King._ Let nothing but a face of joy appear;[75] The man who frowns this day shall lose his head, That he may have no face to frown withal. Smile Dollallolla--Ha! what wrinkled sorrow Hangs, sits, lies, frowns upon thy knitted brow?[76] Whence flow those tears fast down thy blubber'd cheeks, Like a swoln gutter, gushing through the streets?

_Queen._ Excess of joy, my lord, I've heard folks say,[77] Gives tears as certain as excess of grief.

_King._ If it be so, let all men cry for joy, Till my whole court be drowned with their tears;[78] Nay, till they overflow my utmost land, And leave me nothing but the sea to rule.

_Dood._ My liege, I a petition have here got.

_King._ Petition me no petitions, sir, to-day: Let other hours be set apart for business. To-day it is our pleasure to be drunk.[79] And this our queen shall be as drunk as we.

_Queen._ (Though I already[80] half-seas over am) If the capacious goblet overflow With arrack punch----'fore George! I'll see it out: Of rum and brandy I'll not taste a drop.

_King._ Though rack, in punch, eight shillings be a quart, And rum and brandy be no more than six, Rather than quarrel you shall have your will. [_Trumpets._ But, ha! the warrior comes--the great Tom Thumb, The little hero, giant-killing boy, Preserver of my kingdom, is arrived.