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St. George.
Where is the Turk that will before me stand ? I'll cut him down with my courageous hand.
[They fight: the Knight is overcome, and falls on one knee, saying— Oh ! pardon me, St. George, pardon of thee 1 crave, Oh! pardon me this night, and I will be thy slave.
St. George.
I'll never pardon a Turkish Knight;
So rise thee up again, and try thy might.
[They fight again, when the Knight is killed, and a scene with Father Christmas and the Doctor occurs as before, and the Knight is cured. The Doctor then, according to the stage direction, has a basin of girdy grout given him, and a kick, and is driven out. Sometimes the Giant Turpin is introduced, but his part is little more than a repetition of the Turkish Knight. If there is a fair Sabra, she is generally a mute, and now comes forward to Saint George.]
Father Christmas.
Now ladies and gentlemen, your sport is just ended, So prepare for the box, which is highly commended. The box it would speak, if it had but a tongue : Come, throw in your money, and think it no wrong. |
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