Wherefore attended with her maides,
Through fogs, and mists, and dampes she wades, 570
To _Proserpine_ the Queene of shades
To treat, that it would please her,
The cause into her hands to take,
For ancient loue and friendships sake,
And soone therof an end to make,
Which of much care would ease her.
A While, there let we _Mab_ alone,
And come we to King _Oberon_,
Who arm'd to meete his foe is gone,
For Proud _Pigwiggen_ crying: 580
Who sought the _Fayrie_ King as fast,
And had so well his iourneyes cast,
That he arriued at the last,
His puisant foe espying:
Stout _Tomalin_ came with the King,
_Tom Thum_ doth on _Pigwiggen_ bring,
That perfect were in euery thing,
To single fights belonging:
And therefore they themselues ingage,
To see them exercise their rage, 590
With faire and comely equipage,
Not one the other wronging.
So like in armes, these champions were,
As they had bin, a very paire,
So that a man would almost sweare,
That either, had bin either;
Their furious steedes began to naye
That they were heard a mighty way,
Their staues vpon their rests they lay;
Yet e'r they flew together, 600
Their Seconds minister an oath,
Which was indifferent to them both,
That on their Knightly faith, and troth,
No magicke them supplyed;
And sought them that they had no charmes,
Wherewith to worke each others harmes,
But came with simple open armes,
To haue their causes tryed.
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