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{GALATION}
{Personages}
{Judas - carrying the bag or purse}
{Belzebub, Black Knight, Prince George, Farmer's Son, Galation, The Doctor
- in appropriate dress}
{Enter Judas}
Judas
Had awa rokes had awa reels
Had awa stocks and spinning wheels
Red chairs red stools
here comes in a pack of fools.
Sic as was never seen here before.
Red room for Gorlings
Red room in a ring
And I will let you see the prettiest show
That was ever seen in Christmas time.
I call upon Belzebub - Belzebub!
{Enter Belzebub}
Belzebub
Here comes in Belzebub
Over my shoulder I carry my club
And in my hand my drying pan
Don't you think I'm a jolly young man.
Judas
I call upon Black Knight - Black Knight!
{Enter Black Knight}
Black Knight
Here comes in Black Knight the great King of Macidonia
come to conquer the whole world but Scotland alone
his courage is so great.
He is so bold and so stout and so couragious and able
His head is made of Brass and his body of steel
and his back of Rumpel bone.
Judas
I call upon Prince George - Prince George!
{Enter Prince George}
Prince George
Here comes in Prince George
Without a right without reason.
Here I draw my bloody weapon
My bloody weapon shines so clear
It makes my body venture here or venture there.
Judas
I call upon poor Jack - poor Jack!
{Enter poor Jack}
Poor Jack
Here come I Poor Jack
I am a Farmer's son
And I am like to lose my love
Because I am too young
Although I be too young
I've got money for to rove
And I will freely spend it all
Before I lose my love
Judas
I call upon Galation - Galation!
{Enter Galation}
Galation
Here comes in Galation
Galation is my name
With sword and pistol by my side
I hope to win the game
{Here Galation and the Farmer's son draw their swords and
fight - Poor Jack falls}
Galation
Alack Alack whats this that I have done
I have slain his fathers only son.
And now he's dead and died in his gore
He will never rise to fight me more
Farmer's Son
Oh you dirty dog you are mista'n,
Although I'm hurt I am not slain
I'll rise and fight with you again.
Galation
You dirty dog you are not able
You with my sword I will dischevle
I'll fill thy body full of wounds
And make thy buttocks fly.
Judas
Ten pounds for a doctor
{Enter doctor}
Doctor
Here comes in a Doctor
The best that Scotland ever produced.
I have gone from nation to nation to learn my trade.
And now I've come back to Scotland to cure the dead.
Judas
What can you cure?
Doctor
I can cure the pox and the blue Devils
The rumelgumption in an old man's belly
The rumpel-grane and the Brandy-whirtelz
And can raise the man fresh and hale
That had lain seven year in his grave.
Judas
What will you take to cure Poor Jack.
Doctor
Ten pounds
Judas
Will not seven do?
Doctor
No.
Judas
Will not eight do?
Doctor
No.
Judas
Will nine not do? I'll give you nine.
Doctor
Yes - I have a little bottle here that hangs by my side they call it Hoxy Croxy
now I'll put a little to his nose
{The Doctor here suits the action to the words}
And a little to his Bum and I say
Jack rises up and fight again and it is done.
{Jack here springs from the ground and all the actors that can
sing join in some Christmas or popular song.}
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