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130 THE DRAGON OF WANTLEY.
Some say, this dragon was a witch; Some say, he was a devil; . For from his nose a smoke arose,
And with it burning snivel; Which he cast off, when he did cough, «
In a well that he did stand by, Which made it look just like a brook Running with burning brandy.
Hard by a furious knight there dwelt,
Of whom all towns did ring, so
For he could wrestle, play at quarter-staff, kick, cuff and huff, Call son of a w...., do any kind of thing. By the tail and the main, with his hands twain, He swung a horse till he was dead; And that which is stranger, he for very anger a Eat him all up but his head.
These children, as I told, being eat,
Men, women, girls, and boys, Sighing and sobbing, came to his lodging, And made a hideous noise ; eo
"O save us all, More of More-Hall,
Thou peerless knight of these woods ; Do but slay this dragon, who won't leave us a rag on, We'll give thee all our goods." |
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