THE LAMENTATION OF GLUMDALCLITCH FOR THE LOSS OF GRILDRIG. PASTORAL. SOON as Glumdalclitch miss'd her pleasing care, Her squirrel missing, or her sparrow flown. Then spread her hands, and with a bounce let fall In peals of thunder now she roars, and now, "And "And fill'd the cruet with the acid tide, "While pepper-water worms thy bait supplied; " Where twin'd the silver eel around thy hook, "And all the little monsters of the brook! "Sure in that lake he dropt; my Grilly's drown'd!" She dragg'd the cruet, but no Grildrig found. "Vain is thy courage, Grilly, vain thy boast! "But little creatures enterprise the most. Trembling I've seen thee dare the kitten's paw, "Nay, mix with children, as they play'd at taw, "Nor fear the marbles, as they bounding flew; "Marbles to them, but rolling rocks to you. Why did I trust thee with that giddy youth? Who from a page can ever learn the truth? "Vers'd in court tricks, the money-loving boy "To some lord's daughter sold the living toy, "Or rent him limb from limb in cruel play, "As children tear the wings of flies away. "From place to place o'er Brobdingnag I'll roam, "Ah never will return, or bring thee home. "But who hath eyes to trace the passing wind? "How then thy fairy footsteps can I find? "Dost thou bewilder'd wander all alone "In the green thicket of a mossy stone; "Or, tumbled from the toadstool's slipp'ry round, "Perhaps, all maim'd, lie grov'ling on the ground? "Dost thou, embosom'd in the lovely rose, Or, sunk, within the peach's down, repose? "Within the kingcup if thy limbs are spread, "Or in the golden cowslip's velvet head, "O show me, Flora, 'midst those sweets, the flow'r "Where sleeps my Grildrig in his fragrant bow'r! "But ah! I fear thy little fancy roves On little females, and on little loves; Thy pigmy children, and thy tiny spouse, "The baby playthings that adorn thy house, "Doors, windows, chimnies, and the spacious rooms, Equal in size to cells of honeycombs : "Hast thou for these now ventur'd from the shore, "Thy bark a bean-shell, and a straw thine oar? "Or in thy box now bounding on the main, "Shall I ne'er bear thyself and house again? "And shall I set thee on my hand no more, "To see thee leap the lines, and traverse o'er My spacious palm? of stature scarce a span, "Mimick the actions of a real man? "No more behold thee turn my watches key, "A dish of tea, like milkpail, on thy head! She said; but broken accents stopt her voice, MARY MARY GULLIVER ΤΟ CAPTAIN LEMUEL GULLIVER. ARGUMENT. The captain, some time after his return, being retired to Mr. Sympson's in the country, Mrs. Gulliver, apprehending from his late behaviour, some estrangement of his affections, writes him the following expostulating, soothing and tenderly complaining epistle. WELCOME, thrice welcome to thy native place! And wak'd, and wish'd whole nights for thy return? Be kind at least to these: they are thy own: The honest number that you left behind. See how they pat thee with their pretty paws: Why start you? are they snakes? or have they claws? Thy christian seed, our mutual flesh and bone : Be kind at least to these; they are thy own. Biddel, like thee, might farthest India rove; Not touch me! never neighbour call'd me slut: Some say, the devil himself is in that mare: That straw, that straw, would heighten the disease. My bed (the scene of all our former joys, * Names of the sea captains mentioned in Gulliver's Travels. A curious |