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Rh ::I fought the fiery Dragon, and brought him to great slaughter,
 * And by that means I gained the King of Egypt's daughter.

Father Christmas. Walk in, you Noble Captain.

Noble Captain. In comes I the Noble Captain, lately come from France;
 * With my broad sword and jolly Turk
 * I'll make St. George to dance.

St. George. Neither to you I am bound to bend. Noble Captain. Why, sir, did ever I take you to be my friend? St. George. Yes, you saucy coxcomb. Noble Captain. Coxcomb is a glorious name. St. George. You are right to be stabbed. Noble Captain. To be stabbed, sir, is the least I fear. St. George. Appoint a place and I'll meet you there. Noble Captain. The place is appointed on this ground.
 * Where I mean to lay thy body down.

St. George. I will cross the water that is so wide. Noble Captain. Done, sir, I'll meet you there if I am alive,
 * I will cross the water with our ten,
 * I will meet you there with ten thousand men.

St. George. I'll cut, I'll slay you, I'll let you know
 * I am St. George the Briton oh.

Noble Captain. I will cross the water with our four.
 * And meet you there with ten thousand more.
 * Oh, St. George, hold thy hand.
 * While I send in my Turkish man.
 * Walk in, you Turkish Knight.

Turkish Knight. In comes I the Turkish Knight,
 * Come from the Turkish land to fight.
 * I will fight St. George, that man of courage bold;
 * If his blood is hot I will quickly make it cold.