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R185015 1 flying fame Chevy Chase flying fame [OF H]ectors deeds did Homer sing. / [and] of the Sack of stately Troy, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 92 [A m]ost excellent Ballad of S. George for England and the Kings daugh- / [ter of] AEgipt, whom he delivered from death, and how he slew a mighty Dragon. [A m]ost excellent Ballad of S. George for England and the Kings daugh-[ter of] AEgipt, whom he delivered from death, and how he slew a mighty Dragon. A most excellent Ballad of S. George for England and the King's daughter of Egypt, whom he delivered from death, and how he slew a mighty Dragon. 1658-1658 F. Coles, T. Vere and W. Gilbertson

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[Of H]ectors deeds did Homer sing. [and] of the Sack of stately Troy, [What gri]ef fair Helen did them bring [which was Sir] Paris only joy. [And with my pen I] must recite. [St. Georges Deeds an English K]night, [Against the Saracens ful rud]e, [fought he full long and m]any a day, [Where many a Gyant he s]ubdud [in honour of the Christi]an way. [And after many advent]ures past [To AEgipt Land he cam]e at last. [And as the story] p[lain] doth tell, [within that Co]untry there did rest. [A dreadfu]l Dragon fierce and fell [whereb]y they were full sore opprest. [Who by] his poysoned breath each day [D]id many of that City slay. [T]he grief whereof did grow so gr[e]at [th]roughout the limets of the land. [That] the[y their] wise men did intreat [to shew their cunn]ing out of hand. [Which way the]y might this Dragon stroy [That did their] Country so annoy. [The wiseme]n all before the King, [framed thi]s matter incontinent, [The Dragon] none to death might bring, [by an mea]ns they would invent [His skin m]ore hard then brasse was found [That] sword [or] spear can pierce or w[o]u[n]d, [Wh]en this the [p]eop[l]e understood, [they cryed] out most piteously, [The Dragons] breath infected their blood, [that they each way in] heaps each day did dye. [Amongst t]hem such a plague i[t] bred, [The living] scarce could bury the dead. [No means there] was as they could find [for] to [ap]pease this Dragons rage. [But by] a Virgin pure and kind [whe]reby they might his fury swage. [Each d]ay he should a Maiden eat, [for to a]llay his hunger great.
This thing by art the wise men found which truly must observed be, Wherrefore throughout the City round a Virgin pure of good degree. Was by the Kings commission still, Took up to serve the Dragons will. Thus did the Dragon every day, a Maiden of the town devour. Till all the Maids were worn away and none were left that present hour. Saving the Kings fair daughter bright, Her fathers joy and hearts delight. Then came the Officers to the King this heavy message to declare, Which did his heart with sorrow sting, she is quoth he my Kingdomes heir. O let us all be poysoned here, Ere she should dye that is my dear. Then rose the people presently and to the King in rage they went, Who said his daughter dear should dye the Dragons fury to prevent, Our daughters all are dead quoth they And have bin made the Dragons prey. And by their blood we have been blest and thou hast savd thy li[f]e thereby. And now in justice it doth rest, for us thy daughter so should dye O save my daughter said the King And let me feel the Dragons sting, Then fell fair Sabrine on her knee and to her father then did say, O father strive not thus for me, but let me be the Dragons prey, It may be for my sake alone, This plague upon this land was shown. Tis better I should dye she said, then all your Subjects perish quite, Perhaps the Dragon here was laid, for my offence to work this spight. And after he hath suckt my gore, Your land shall feel the grief no more
What hast thou done my daughter dear for to deserve this heavy scourge, It is my fault as may appear, which makes thee Gods our state to grudge Then ought I dye to stint the strife, And to preserve thy happy life. Like mad men th[e]n the people cryd thy death to us can do no good Our safety only doth abide, to make thy daughter Dragons food. Lo here am I I come quoth she, Therefore do what you will with me. Nay stay dear daughter quoth the Queen and as thou art a Virgin bright, That hast for Vertue famous been, so let me cloath thee all in white. And crown thy head with flowers sweet, An Ornament for Virgins meet. And when she was attired so, according to her mothers mind, Unto the stake then did she go, to which they did this Virgin bind Who being bound to stake and thrall, She had farewell unto them all. Farewell dear father then quoth she, and my sweet mother meek and mild, Take you no thought nor weep for me, for you may have another ch[i]ld. Here for my Countryes good Ile dye, Which I receiv[e] most willingly. The King and Queen withall their train with weeping eyes went then their way, And let their daughter there remain to be the hungry Dragons prey, But as she did there weeping lye, Behold St. George came riding by. And seeing there a Lady bright, fast tyed to the stake that day. Most like unto a valiant knight, straight unto her did take his way, Tell me sweet Maiden then quoth he. What person thus abused thee. And lo by Christ his crosse I vow, which here is figured on my brest, I will revenge it on his brow, and break my lance upon his crest. And speaking thus whereas he stood, The Dragon issued out of the wood The Lady that did first espy the Dreadfull Dragon coming so Unto St. George aloud did cry. and willed him away to go. Here comes that cursed fiend quoth she That soon will make an end of me St. George then looking round about the fiery Dragon soon espyd, And like a knight of cou[ra]ge stout, against h[i]m he did fiercely ride. And with such blows he did him greet, That he fell und[e]r his horse feet.
FOr with a Lance that was so strong as he came gaping in his face, In at his mouth he thrust it long the which could pierce no other place. And there within this Ladies view This Dreadfull Dragon then he slew. The savor of his poysoned breath could do this Christian knig[h]t no harm Thus did he save the Lady from death. and home he led her by the arm. Which when Ptolomy did see, There was great mirth and melody. When as the famous knight St. George, had slain the Dragon in the field, And brought the Lady to the Court whose sight with joy their hearts fild He in the AEgyptian Court then staid Till he most falsly was betraid. The Lady Sabrine lovd him well he counted her his only joy. But when their lov[e] was open known it provd to Georges great annoy. The Morocco King was in the Court, Who to the Orchard did resort, Dayly to take the pleasant Ayre, for pleasures sake he us[]d to walk Under a wall whereas he heard St. George with Lady Sabrine talk. Their love he revealed to the King, Which to St. George great wo did bring. These kings together did devise, to make this Christian knight away, With letters him Ambassador they straightway sent to Persia, And wrou[g]ht to Sophy him to kill, And trai[t]erously his blood to spill. Thus they for good did him reward with evill and most subtily, By much vile means they did devise to work his death most cruelly. While he in Persia abode, He quite destroyd each Idoll God. Which being done he straight was cast into a Dungeon dark and deep But when he thought upon his wrong, he bitterly did wail and weep. Yet like a knight of courage stout, Forth of the Dungeon he got out. And in the night three ho[r]se-keepers this valiant knight by power slew, Although he fasted many a day, and then away from thence he flew. On the best steed the Sophy had, Which when he knew he was full sad. Then into Christ[e]ndome he came and met a Gyant by the way, With whom in combate he did fight, most valiantly a Summers day, Who yet for all his bates of steel, Was forcd the sting of death to feel.
From Ch[ri]stendo[me] this valiant knight then with warlick So[?]ivi[?]rs past, Vowing upon those heathen Lands to wo[r]k re[v]enge which at the l[a]st Er thrice three years was gone and spent He old unto his great content. Save only AEgipt land he spard. for S[a]brine bright her only sake And ere his rage he did suppresse, he meant a triall kind to make, P[t]olomy did know his strength in field, And unto him did kindly yield. Then he the Morocco King did kill and took fair Sabrine to his wife, And after that contentedly with her St. George did lead his life. Who by the Vertue of her chain: Did still a Virgin pure remain. To England then St. George did bring, this gallant Lady Sabrine bright, An Enuch also came with him in whom the Lady did delight. None but those three from AEgipt came, Now let me print St. Georges fame. When they were in the Forrest great the Lady did desire to rest, And then St. George to kill a Deer. to feed thereon did think it best, Left Sabrine and the Enuch there, While he did go and kill a Deer. The mean time in his absence came, two hungry Lyons fierce and fell, And tore the Enuch presently in pieces small the truth to tell. Down by the Lady then they laid, Where by it seems she was a M[a]id. But when St.Georg[e] from hunting came, and did behold this heavy chance. Yet for his lovely Virgin pure. his courage then he did advance. And came into the Lyons sight. Who ran at him withall their might. But he being no whit dismaid, but like a stout and valiant knight, Did kill the hungry Lyons both within the Lady Sabrines sight, But all this while sad and demure. She stood there like a Virgin pure, Then when St. George did truly know this Lady was a Virgin pure, His dolefull thoughts that ere was dumb began most firmly to renew, He set her on a paltry steed, And towards England came with speed Where he arrived in short while, unto his Fathers dw[e]lling place, Where with his dear[e]st love he livd, when fortune did their Nuptials grace, They many years of joy did see, And led their lives at Coventry,
printed for F. Coles, T. Vere and W. Gilbertson.