"Gram-ercy, lord," then said Rob-in, And set him on his knee; He took his leave full courteously, To green wood then went he. When he came to green-e wood, In a merr-y morning, There he heard the not-es small Of bird-es merry sing-ing. "It is ferre gone," said Rob-in, "That I was last here, Me list a little for to shoot At the dunne deer." Robin slew a full great hart, His horn then gan he blow, That all the outlaws of that for-est, That horn could they know, And gathered them together, In a little throw, Seven score of wight young men, Came ready on a row; And fair did off their hoods, And set them on their knee: "Welcome," they said, "our mast-er, Under this green wood tree!" Robin dwelled in green wood, Twenty year and two, For all dread of Edward our king, Again would he not go. Yet he was beguiled, i-wis, Through a wicked wom-an, The Prioress of Kirklees, That nigh was of his kin, For the love of a knight, Sir Roger of Doncaster, That was her own special, Full evil mote they thee, They took together their couns-el, Robin Hood for to sle, And how they might best do that deed, His banis for to be. Then bespak-e good Rob-in, In place whereas he stood, "To-morrow I must to Kirklees, Craftily to be letten blood." Sir Roger of Doncaster, By the Prioress he lay, And there they betrayed good Robin Hood, Through their fals-e play. Christ have mercy on his soul, That di-ed on the rood! For he was a good outlaw, And did poor men much good. KING EDWARD IV. AND THE TANNER OF TAMWORTH. In summer time, when leaves grow green, And blossoms bedeck the tree, King Edward would a hunting ride, Some pastime for to see. With hawk and hound he made him boun, With horn, and eke with bow; To Drayton Basset he took his way, With all his lords arow. And he had ridden o'er dale and down By eight of clock in the day, When he was ware of a bold tann-er, Come riding along the way. A fair russet coat the tanner had on, Fast buttoned under his chin, And under him a good cow-hide, And a mare of four shill-ing. "Now stand you still, my good lords all Under the green wood spray; And I will wend to yonder fell-ow, To weet what he will say."-- "God speed, God speed thee," said our king.-- "Thou art welcome, sir," said he.-- "The readiest way to Drayton Basset I pray thee to show to me."-- "To Drayton Basset wouldst thou go, Fro the place where thou dost stand? The next pair of gallows thou comest unto Turn in upon thy right hand."--