Let England boast no other than Tom Thumb.
Queen. Though greater yet his boasted merit was,
He shall not have my daughter, that is pos'.
King. Ha! sayst thou, Dollallolla?
Queen. I say he shan't.
King. Then by our royal self we swear you lie.[97]
Queen. Who but a dog, who but a dog[98]
Would use me as thou dost? Me, who have lain
These twenty years so loving by thy side![99]