abide,
To heare his Soueraigne vilefide:
But to the _Fayrie_ Court him hide;
Full furiously he posted, 540
With eu'ry thing _Pigwiggen_ sayd:
How title to the Crowne he layd,
And in what Armes he was aray'd,
As how himselfe he boasted.

Twixt head and foot, from point to point,
He told th'arming of each ioint,
In every piece, how neate, and quaint,
For _Tomalin_ could doe it:
How fayre he sat, how sure he rid,
As of the courser he bestrid, 550
How Mannag'd, and how well he did;
The King which listened to it,

Quoth he, goe _Tomalin_ with speede,
Prouide me Armes, prouide my Steed,
And euery thing that I shall neede,
By thee I will be guided;
To strait account, call thou thy witt,
See there be wanting not a whitt,
In euery thing see thou me fitt,
Just as my foes prouided. 560

Soone flewe this newes through _Fayrie_ land
Which gaue Queene _Mab_ to vnderstand,
The combate that was then in hand,
Betwixt those men so mighty:
Which greatly she began to rew,
Perceuing that all _Fayrie_ knew,
The first occasion from her grew,
Of these affaires so weighty.

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