But reason overwinds, and cracks the string.--_D. of Guise_.

-------I should have loved,
Though Jove, in muttering thunder, had forbid it.
--_New Sophonisba_.

And when it (_my heart_) wild resolves to love no more,
Then is the triumph of excessive love.--_Ibid_.
]

_King_. It is resolv'd--the princess is your own.

_Thumb_. Oh! [1]happy, happy, happy, happy Thumb.

[Footnote 1: Massinissa is one-fourth less happy than Tom Thumb.]

Oh! happy, happy, happy!--_Ibid_.
]

_Queen_. Consider, sir; reward your soldier's merit,
But give not Huncamunca to Tom Thumb.

_King_. Tom Thumb! Odzooks! my wide-extended realm,
Knows not a name so glorious as Tom Thumb.
Let Macedonia Alexander boast,
Let Rome her Caesars and her Scipios show,
Her Messieurs France, let Holland boast Mynheers,
Ireland her O's, her Macs let Scotland boast,
Let England boast no other than Tom Thumb.