Would show as largely as a giant’s head,
Is dwindled to a heap of gooseberries!
If Justice held no bigger scales than those
Yon pigmy seems to balance in his hands,
Her utmost fiat scarce would weigh a drachm!
How say you?
Haverillo.
Nothing—’tis a fearful height!
My brain turns dizzy as I gaze below,
And there’s a strange sensation in my soles.