Speaker 1: Cornish Christmas play by William Sandy's Enter the Turkish Knight.
Speaker 2: Open your doors and let me in. I hope your favors.
I shall win, whether I rise or whether I fall.
I'll do my best to please you all. Saint George
is here and swears he will come in. And if
he does, I know he'll pierce my skin. If you
will not believe what I do say, Let Father Christmas
come in.
Speaker 1: Clear the way retires, Enter Father Christmas.
Speaker 3: Here come I Old Father Christmas. Welcome or welcome not?
I hope Old Father Christmas will never be forgot. I
am not come here to laugh or to jeer, but
for a pocketful of money and a skinful of beer.
If you will not believe what I do say, come in,
King of Egypt, clear the way.
Speaker 1: Enter the King of Egypt.
Speaker 4: Here I the King of Egypt. Boldly do appear, Saint George.
Saint George, walk in my only son and heir. Walk
in my son, Saint George, and boldly act thy part
that all the people here may see thy wondrous art.
Speaker 1: Enter Saint George.
Speaker 5: All right, here come I Saint George from Britain. Did
I spring? I'll fight the dragon bold my wonders to begin.
I'll clip his wings. He shall not fly. I'll cut
him down, or else I die.
Speaker 1: Enter the dragon.
Speaker 6: Whoo's he that seeks the dragon's blood and calls so
angry and so loud, that English dog? Will he before
me stand? I'll cut him down with my courageous hand,
with my long tea than scurvy jaw of such I'd
break up half a score and stay my stomach till
i'd more.
Speaker 1: Come on, then, you big beast, Saint George and the
dragon fight.
Speaker 5: Ah, good lord, your breath stinks.
Speaker 7: Ah hot, hot hot, my mustache, my eyebrows.
Speaker 5: Actually that looks rather fetching.
Speaker 8: Right the latter is killed? Ahem?
Speaker 3: Is there a doctor to be found already near at
hand to cure a deep and deadly wound? To make
the champion stand?
Speaker 9: Enter?
Speaker 8: Doctor?
Speaker 10: Oh, yes, there's a doctor to be found already near
at hand, to cure a deep and deadly wound and
make the champion stand?
Speaker 3: What can you cure?
Speaker 10: All sorts of diseases? Whatever you please? Is the physic,
the palsy and the gout. If the devil's in, I'll
blow him out.
Speaker 3: What is your fee?
Speaker 10: Fifteen pounds it is my fee, the money to lay down.
But as to such a rogue as they are, cure
for ten pound. I carry a little bottle of ali.
Campaign here jack, take a little of my flip flop,
pour it down thy tip top, Rise up and fight again.
Speaker 1: The doctor performs his cure. The fight is renewed, and
the dragon again is killed.
Speaker 5: Here am i Saint George, that worthy champion, bold, and
with my sword and spear I won three crowns of gold.
I fought the fiery dragon and brought him to the slaughter.
By that I won fair Sabra, the King of Egypt's daughter.
Where is the man that now will me defy? I'll
cut his gibblets full of holes and make his buttons fly.
Speaker 1: The Turkish Knight advances.
Speaker 2: Here, come I the Turkish Knight, come from the Turkish
land to fight. I'll fight Saint George, who is my foe.
I'll make him yield before I go. He brags to
such a high degree he think there's none can do
the like of he.
Speaker 5: Where is the Turk that will before me stand? I'll
cut him down with my courageous hand.
Speaker 8: The fight.
Speaker 1: The knight is overcome and falls on one knee.
Speaker 2: Oh, pardon me, Saint George, pardon of the I crave, Oh,
pardon me this knight, and I will be thy slave.
Speaker 5: No pardon shalt thou have while I have foot to stand.
So rise THEE up again and fight out. Sword in hand.
Speaker 1: They fight again, and the Knight is killed. Father Christmas
calls for the doctor, with whom the same dialog occurs
as before, and the cure is performed. Enter the Giant Turpin.
Speaker 9: Here come I, the giant bold Turpin is my name,
And all the nations round do tremble at my fame.
Where'er I go, they tremble at my sight. No lord
or champion along with me would fight.
Speaker 5: Here's one that dares to look THEE in the face,
and soon will send THEE to another place. Take that
that at you, sir, Take that you will have to
be quicker than that, sir.
Speaker 9: Haha.
Speaker 5: Not the face, not the face. Oh no.
Speaker 7: Out oh yeah, a palpable hit. Oh gotcha, oh wow,
oh oh oh.
Speaker 1: Oh oh, And the giant is killed. Medical aid is
called in as before, and the cure performed by the doctor, who, then,
according to the stage direction, is given a basin of
girdy grout and a kick and driven out.
Speaker 3: Now, ladies and gentlemen, your sport is most ended, So
prepare for the hat, which is highly commended. The hat
it would speak if it had but a tongue. Come
throw in your money and think it no wrong