… And so the Blessed Isle of Britain flourished
with sumptuous buildings and courageous and valiant Knights.
The land was replenished with cities, and divided into shires and counties…
The City of Coventry was the place where the first English Christian was born,
and the first that ever sought for foreign adventures,
whose name to this day all of Europe holds in high regard:
the valiant Knight, St George of England,
whose golden garter is not only worn by nobles,
but by kings, and in memory of his victories
the Kings of England still fight under his banner.
When Nature created him in his mother’s womb,
she dreamed she was to be conceived of a dragon,
which dream she long concealed and kept secret,
until her burden grew so heavy that her womb was scarce able to endure it.
So, at last finding opportunity to confide in her husband,
Sir Albert, High-Steward of England, she said:
“My Lord, by birth I am the King of England’s daughter,
and for twenty one years I have been your true and lawful wife.
Yet never was I in hope of a child until now.
Therefore, I entreat you by the dear and natural love you bear the infant
conceived in my womb, that by art, wisdom, or other inspiration,
you interpret my troublesome dreams, and tell me what they signify.
For thirty nights past, my slumbers have been beset by grievous dreams;
and night by night, no sooner did sweet-sleep take possession of my senses,
but I thought myself conceived with a dreadful dragon,
destined to be the cause of its parents death.”