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ST. GEORGE AND THE DRAGON.
November 12, 1914.
St. George is on his war-horse,
And grasping spear and shield:
What cause hath roused the Champion?
Who fronts him in the field?
And grasping spear and shield:
What cause hath roused the Champion?
Who fronts him in the field?
Long years ago the Dragon
Was by his prowess slain:
Now of his seed a second breed
Cumbers the earth again.
Was by his prowess slain:
Now of his seed a second breed
Cumbers the earth again.
On high the hated monster
Uprears his glittering spire,
His tongue with venom foaming,
His eyes ablaze with fire.
Uprears his glittering spire,
His tongue with venom foaming,
His eyes ablaze with fire.
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The fire that burns within him
Is hatred mixed with guile;
The foam that flies is venom'd lies,
That blister and defile.
Is hatred mixed with guile;
The foam that flies is venom'd lies,
That blister and defile.
Set on him, valorous Champion!
And pin him to the ground,
And let him feel thy horse's heel
Deep in the fiery wound!
And pin him to the ground,
And let him feel thy horse's heel
Deep in the fiery wound!
The shield of Truth protects thee
From his envenom'd spring;
And spear and horse with righteous force
Shall strike to earth his sting.
From his envenom'd spring;
And spear and horse with righteous force
Shall strike to earth his sting.
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