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In Arthur's court Tom Thumb did live	A
A man of mickle might	B
The best of all the table round	C
And eke a doughty knight	B
	-
His stature but an inch in height	B
Or quarter of a span	D
Then think you not this little knight	B
Was proved a valiant man	D
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His father was a ploughman plain	E
His mother milk'd the cow	F
Yet how that they might have a son	G
They knew not what to do	H
	-
Until such time this good old man	D
To learned Merlin goes	I
And there to him his deep desires	J
In secret manner shows	I
	-
How in his heart he wish'd to have	K
A child in time to come	L
To be his heir though it might be	M
No bigger than his thumb	L
	-
Of which old Merlin thus foretold	N
That he his wish should have	K
And so this son of stature small	O
The charmer to him gave	P
	-
No blood nor bones in him should be	M
In shape and being such	Q
That men should hear him speak but not	R
His wandering shadow touch	Q
	-
But so unseen to go or come	L
Whereas it pleas'd him still	S
Begot and born in half an hour	T
To fit his father's will	S
	-
And in four minutes grew so fast	U
That he became so tall	O
As was the ploughman's thumb in height	B
And so they did him call	O
	-
TOM THUMB the which the fairy queen	V
There gave him to his name	W
Who with her train of goblins grim	X
Unto his christening came	W
	-
Whereas she cloth'd him richly brave	P
In garments fine and fair	Y
Which lasted him for many years	Z
In seemly sort to wear	Y
	-
His hat made of an oaken leaf	A2
His shirt a spider's web	B2
Both light and soft for those his limbs	C2
That were so smally bred	D2
	-
His hose and doublet thistle down	E2
Together weaved full fine	F2
His stockings of an apple green	V
Made of the outward rind	G2
	-
His garters were two little hairs	H2
Pull'd from his mother's eye	I2
His boots and shoes a mouse's skin	J2
Were tann'd most curiously	M
	-
Thus like a lusty gallant he	M
Adventured forth to go	K2
With other children in the streets	L2
His pretty tricks to show	K2
	-
Where he for counters pins and points	M2
And cherry stones did play	N2
Till he amongst those gamesters young	O2
Had lost his stock away	N2
	-
Yet could he soon renew the same	W
Whereas most nimbly he	M
Would dive into their cherry bags	P2
And their partaker be	M
	-
Unseen or felt by any one	G
Until this scholar shut	Q2
This nimble youth into a box	R2
Wherein his pins he put	S2
	-
Of whom to be reveng'd he took	T2
In mirth and pleasant game	W
Black pots and glasses which he hung	O2
Upon a bright sun beam	U2
	-
The other boys to do the like	V2
In pieces broke them quite	B
For which they were most soundly whipt	B
Whereat he laughed outright	B
	-
And so Tom Thumb restrained was	W2
From these his sports and play	N2
And by his mother after that	B
Compell'd at home to stay	N2
	-
Until such time his mother went	B
A milking of her kine	G
Where Tom unto a thistle fast	B
She linked with a twine	G
	-
A thread that held him to the same	W
For fear the blustering wind	B
Should blow him hence that so she might	B
Her son in safety find	B
	-
But mark the hap a cow came by	I2
And up the thistle eat	B
Poor Tom withal that as a dock	X2
Was made the red cow's meat	B
	-
Who being miss'd his mother went	B
Him calling everywhere	Y
Where art thou Tom Where art thou Tom	Y2
Quoth he here mother here	Z2
	-
Within the red cow's stomach here	Z2
Your son is swallowed up	A3
The which into her fearful heart	B
Most careful dolours put	B
	-
Meanwhile the cow was troubled much	Q
And soon releas'd Tom Thumb	L
No rest she had till out her mouth	B3
In bad plight he did come	L
	-
Now after this in sowing time	C3
His father would him have	K
Into the field to drive his plough	F
And thereupon him gave	P
	-
A whip made of a barley straw	D3
To drive the cattle on	G
Where in a furrow'd land new sown	G
Poor Tom was lost and gone	G
	-
Now by a raven of great strength	E3
Away he thence was borne	G
And carried in the carrion's beak	F3
Even like a grain of corn	G
	-
Unto a giant's castle top	G3
In which he let him fall	O
Where soon the giant swallowed up	A3
His body clothes and all	O
	-
But soon the giant spat him out	B
Three miles into the sea	M
Whereas a fish soon took him up	A3
And bore him thence away	N2
	-
Which lusty fish was after caught	B
And to king Arthur sent	B
Where Tom was found and made his dwarf	H3
Whereas his days he spent	B
	-
Long time in lively jollity	B
Belov'd of all the court	B
And none like Tom was then esteem'd	B
Among the noble sort	B
	-
Amongst his deeds of courtship done	G
His highness did command	B
That he should dance a galliard brave	P
Upon his queen's left hand	B
	-
The which he did and for the same	W
The king his signet gave	P
Which Tom about his middle wore	I3
Long time a girdle brave	P
	-
How after this the king would not	B
Abroad for pleasure go	K2
But still Tom Thumb must ride with him	X
Placed on his saddle bow	F
	-
Whereon a time when as it rain'd	B
Tom Thumb most nimbly crept	B
In at a button hole where he	M
Within his bosom slept	B
	-
And being near his highness' heart	B
He crav'd a wealthy boon	G
A liberal gift the which the king	J3
Commanded to be done	G
	-
For to relieve his father's wants	K3
And mother's being old	B
Which was so much of silver coin	G
As well his arms could hold	B
	-
And so away goes lusty Tom	Y2
With threepence on his back	L3
A heavy burthen which might make	M3
His wearied limbs to crack	L3
	-
So travelling two days and nights	N3
With labour and great pain	G
He came into the house whereat	B
His parents did remain	G
	-
Which was but half a mile in space	O3
From good king Arthur's court	B
The which in eight and forty hours	J
He went in weary sort	B
	-
But coming to his father's door	I3
He there such entrance had	B
As made his parents both rejoice	P3
And he thereat was glad	B
	-
His mother in her apron took	T2
Her gentle son in haste	B
And by the fire side within	G
A walnut shell him placed	B
	-
Whereas they feasted him three days	Q3
Upon a hazel nut	B
Whereon he rioted so long	R3
He them to charges put	B
	-
And thereupon grew wond'rous sick	S3
Through eating too much meat	B
Which was sufficient for a month	T3
For this great man to eat	B
	-
But now his business call'd him forth	U3
King Arthur's court to see	M
Whereas no longer from the same	W
He could a stranger be	M
	-
But yet a few small April drops	V3
Which settled in the way	N2
His long and weary journey forth	U3
Did hinder and so stay	N2
	-
Until his careful father took	T2
A birding trunk in sport	B
And with one blast blew this his son	G
Into king Arthur's court	B
	-
Now he with tilts and tournaments	W3
Was entertained so	K2
That all the best of Arthur's knights	N3
Did him much pleasure show	K2
	-
As good Sir Lancelot du Lake	M3
Sir Tristain and Sir Guy	I2
Yet none compar'd with brave Tom Thumb	L
For knightly chivalry	M
	-
In honour of which noble day	N2
And for his lady's sake	M3
A challenge in king Arthur's court	B
Tom Thumb did bravely make	M3
	-
'Gainst whom these noble knights did run	G
Sir Chinon and the rest	B
Yet still Tom Thumb with matchless might	B
Did bear away the best	B
	-
At last Sir Lancelot du Lake	M3
In manly sort came in	G
And with this stout and hardy knight	B
A battle did begin	G
	-
Which made the courtiers all aghast	B
For there that valiant man	G
Through Lancelot's steed before them all	O
In nimble manner ran	G
	-
Yea horse and all with spear and shield	B
As hardy he was seen	G
But only by king Arthur's self	X3
And his admired queen	G
	-
Who from her finger took a ring	J3
Through which Tom Thumb made way	N2
Not touching it in nimble sort	B
As it was done in play	N2
	-
He likewise cleft the smallest hair	Y
From his fair lady's head	B
Not hurting her whose even hand	B
Him lasting honours bred	B
	-
Such were his deeds and noble acts	Y3
In Arthur's court there shone	G
As like in all the world beside	B
Was hardly seen or known	G
	-
Now at these sports he toil'd himself	X3
That he a sickness took	T2
Through which all manly exercise	Z3
He carelessly forsook	T2
	-
When lying on his bed sore sick	S3
King Arthur's doctor came	W
With cunning skill by physic's art	B
To ease and cure the same	W
	-
His body being so slender small	O
This cunning doctor took	T2
A fine perspective glass with which	A4
He did in secret look	T2
	-
Into his sickened body down	G
And therein saw that Death	B4
Stood ready in his wasted frame	W
To cease his vital breath	B4
	-
His arms and legs consum'd as small	O
As was a spider's web	B2
Through which his dying hour grew on	G
For all his limbs grew dead	B
	-
His face no bigger than an ant's	Z3
Which hardly could be seen	G
The loss of which renowned knight	B
Much grieved the king and queen	G
	-
And so with peace and quietness	Z3
He left this earth below	K2
And up into the fairy land	B
His ghost did fading go	K2
	-
Whereas the fairy queen receiv'd	B
With heavy mourning cheer	C4
The body of this valiant knight	B
Whom she esteem'd so dear	C4
	-
For with her dancing nymphs in green	G
She fetch'd him from his bed	B
With music and sweet melody	M
So soon as life was fled	B
	-
For whom king Arthur and his knights	Z3
Full forty days did mourn	G
And in remembrance of his name	W
That was so strangely born	G
	-
He built a tomb of marble gray	N2
And year by year did come	L
To celebrate ye mournful death	B4
And burial of Tom Thumb	L
	-
Whose fame still lives in England here	Z2
Amongst the country sort	B
Of whom our wives and children small	O
Tell tales of pleasant sport	B
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Footnote I have an old edition of this author by me the title of which is more sonorous and heroical than those of later date which for the better information of the reader it may not be improper to insert in this place 'Tom Thumb his Life and Death wherein is declar'd his many marvellous Acts of Manhood full of wonder and strange merriment ' Then he adds 'Which little Knight liv'd in King Arthur's time in the court of Great Britain ' Indeed there are so many spurious editions of this piece upon one account or other that I wou'd advise my readers to be very cautious in their choice A Comment upon the History of T T A project for the reprinting of Tom Thumb with marginal notes and cuts is mentioned in the old play of The Projectours p	M