_Jephtha_ and _Gidion_ they led their men to fight The _Gibeonites_ and _Amonites_, they put them all to flight; Hercul’es Labour was in the Vale of Brass, And _Sampson_ slew a thousand with the Jaw-bone of an Asse, And when he was blind pull’d the Temple to the ground: But St. _George_, St. _George_, the Dragon did confound. St. _George_ he was, _&c._ _Valentine_ and _Orson_ they came of _Pipins_ blood, _Alphred_ and _Aldrecus_ they were brave Knights and good, The four sons of _Amnon_ that fought with _Charlemaine_, Sir _Hugh de Burdeaux_ and _Godfray_ of _Bolaigne_, These were all _French_ Knights the _Pagans_ did Convert, But St. _George_, St. _George_, pull’d forth the Dragon’s heart: St. _George_ he was, _&c._ _Henry_ the fifth he Conquered all _France_, He quartered their Armes, his Honour to advance, He razed their Walls, and pull’d their Cities down, And garnished his Head with a double treble Crown; He thumbed the _French_, and after home he came! But St. _George_, St. _George_, he made the Dragon _tame_: St. _George_ he was, _&c._ St. _David_ you know, loves _Leeks_ and tosted _Cheese_, And _Jason_ was the Man, brought home the _Golden_ Fleece; St. _Patrick_ you know he was St. _Georges_ Boy, Seven years he kept his Horse, and then stole him away, For which Knavish act, a slave he doth remain; But St. _George_, St. _George_, he hath the Dragon slain: St. _George_ he was, &c. _Tamberline_, the Emperour, in Iron Cage did Crown, With his bloody Flag’s display’d before the Town; _Scanderbag_ magnanimous _Mahomets Bashaw_ did dread, Whose Victorious Bones were worn when he was dead; His _Bedlerbegs_, his Corn like drags, _George Castriot_ was he call’d, But St. _George_, St. _George_, the Dragon he hath maul’d: St. _George_ he was for _England_, St. _Denis_ was for _France_, Sing _Hony soit qui mal y pense_. _Ottoman_, the _Tartar_, _Cham_ of _Persia’s_ race, The great _Mogul_, with his Chests so full of all his Cloves and Mace, The _Grecian_ youth _Bucephalus_ he manly did bestride, But those with all their Worthies Nine, St. _George_ did them deride, _Gustavus Adolphus_ was _Swedelands_ Warlike King, But St. _George_, St. _George_, pull’d forth the Dragon’s sting. St. _George_ he was for _England_, St. _Dennis_ was for _France_, Sing _Hony soit qui mal y pense_. _Pendragon_ and _Cadwallader_ of _British_ blood doe boast, Though _John_ of _Gant_ his foes did daunt, St. _George_ shal rule the roast; _Agamemnon_ and _Cleomedon_ and _Macedon_ did feats, But, compared to our Champion, they were but merely cheats; Brave _Malta_ Knights in _Turkish_ fights, their brandisht swords out-drew, But St. _George_ met the Dragon, and ran him through and through: St. _George_ he was, &c.