[Footnote 1: This line is copied verbatim in the Captives.]

_Queen_. Was ever such a godlike creature seen? [_Aside_.

_King_. Thy modesty's a [1]candle to thy merit,
It shines itself, and shews thy merit too.
But say, my boy, where didst thou leave the giants?

[Footnote 1: We find a candlestick for this candle in two celebrated
authors:

------Each star withdraws
His golden head, and burns within the socket.--_Nero_.

A soul grown old and sunk into the socket.--_Sebastian_.
]

_Thumb_. My liege, without the castle gates they stand,
The castle gates too low for their admittance.

_King_. What look they like?

_Thumb_. Like nothing but themselves.

_Queen_. [1]And sure thou art like nothing but
thyself. [_Aside_.

[Footnote 1: This simile occurs very frequently among the dramatic
writers of both kinds.]