urge, midst frogs, Gridalbin, Hecaton, Kai, Talon, and the Rove! [for
such the names and definitions of their qualities, their separate
powers.] For Merlin plumed their airy flight, and then in watery
moonbeam dyed his rod eccentric. At the touch ten thousand frogs,
strange metamorphosed, croaked even thus: And here they come, on high
behest, to vilify the knight that erst defended famed virginity, and
matrons all bewronged, and pilgrims hoar, and courteous guise of all!
But the age of chivalry is gone, and the glory of Europe is extinguished
for ever?"
He spake, and sudden good Lord Whittington, at head of all his
raree-show, came forth, armour antique of chivalry, and helmets old, and
troops, all streamers, flags and banners glittering gay, red, gold, and
purple; and in every hand a square of gingerbread, all gilded nice,
was brandished awful. At a word, ten thousand thousand Naples biscuits,
crackers, buns, and flannel-cakes, and hats of gingerbread encountered
in mid air in glorious exaltation, like some huge storm of mill-stones,
or when it rains whole clouds of dogs and cats.
The frogs, astonished, thunderstruck, forgot their notes and music, that
before had seemed so terrible, and drowned the cries of knight
renown, and mute in wonder heard the words of Whittington, pronouncing
solemn:--"Goblins, chimeras dire, or frogs, or whatsoe'er enchantment
thus presents in antique shape, attend and hear the words of peace; and
thou, good herald, read aloud the Riot Act!"
He ceased, and dismal was the tone that softly breathed from all the
frogs in chorus, who quick had petrified with fright, unless redoubted
Gog and Magog, both with poles, high topped with airy bladders by a
string dependent, had not stormed against his lordship. Ever and anon
the bladders, loud resounding on his chaps, proclaimed their fury
against all potent law, coercive mayoralty; when he, submissive, thus
in cunning guile addressed the knights assailant:--"Gog, Magog, renowned
and famous! what, my sons, shall you assail your father, friend, and
chief confessed? Shall you, thus armed with bladders vile, attack my
title, eminence, and pomp sublime? Subside, vile discord, and again
return to your true 'legiance. Think, my friends, how oft your gorgeous
pouch I've crammed, all calapash, green fat, and calapee. Remember how
you've feasted, stood inert for ages, until size immense you've gained.
And think, how different is the service of Munchausen, where you o'er
seas, cold, briny, float along the tide, eternal toiling like to slaves
of Algiers and Tripoli. And ev'n on high, balloon like, through the
heavens have journeyed late, upon a rainbow or some awful bridge
stretched eminent, as if on earth he had not work sufficient to distress
your potent servitudes, but he should also seek in heaven dire cause
of labour! Recollect, my friends, even why or wherefore should you thus
assail your lawful magistrate, or why desert his livery? or for what
or wherefore serve this German Lord Munchausen, who for all your labour
shall alone bestow some fudge and heroic blows in war? Then cease, and
thus in amity return to friendship aldermanic, bungy, brown, and sober."
Ceased he then, right worshipful, when both the warring champions
instant stemmed their battle, and in sign of peace and unity returning,
'neath their feet reclined their weapons. Sudden at a signal either
stamped his foot sinistrine, and the loud report of bursten bladder
stunned each ear surrounding, like the roar of thunder from on high
convulsing heaven and earth.
'Twas now upon the saddle once again the knight of Mancha rose, and in