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82 ST. GEORGE AND THE DRAGON.
Down by the lady then they laid, Whereby they shew'd she was a maid.
But when he came from hunting back, And did behold this heavy chance,
Then for his lovely virgin's sake His courage strait he did advance,
And came into the lions sight,
Who ran at him with all their might.
Their rage did him no whit dismay, Who, like a stout and valiant knight,
Did both the hungry lyons slay Within the Lady Sabra's sight:
Who all this while, sad and demure,
There stood most like a virgin pure.
Now when St. George did surely know This lady was a virgin true,
His heart was glad, that erst was woe, And all his love did soon renew :
He set her on a palfrey steed,
And towards England came with speed
Where being in short space arriv'd Unto his native dwelling place,
Therein with his dear love he liv'd, And fortune did his nuptials grace :
They many years of joy did see,
And led their lives at Coventry.