Synopsis

I sing the deeds of famous Jack, The doughty Giant Killer hight; How he did various monsters "whack," And so became a gallant knight. In Arthur's days of splendid fun (His Queen was Guenever the Pliant),— Ere Britain's sorrows had begun; When every cave contained its giant; When griffins fierce as bats were rife; And till a knight had slain his dragon, At trifling risk of limbs and life, He did n't think he'd much to brag on