Nor know I whether it arise from love
Or only the wind-cholic. Time must show.
O Thumb! what do we to thy valour owe!
Ask some reward, great as we can bestow.
Thumb. I ask not kingdoms, I can conquer those;[92]
I ask not money, money I've enough;
For what I've done, and what I mean to do,
For giants slain, and giants yet unborn
Which I will slay——if this be call'd a debt,
Take my receipt in full: I ask but this,—