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 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.

    Together furiously they ran,
    That to the ground came horse and man, 610
    The blood out of their Helmets span,
      So sharpe were their incounters;
    And though they to the earth were throwne,
    Yet quickly they regain’d their owne,
    Such nimblenesse was neuer showne,
      They were two Gallant Mounters.