As bold Robin Hood one day was standing in the forest just under the
green oaken tree, he espied a gallant young man, clothed in scarlet and
white, as gay as a lark, who came tripping along the road singing a
roundelay. He seemed in great haste and quickly was out of sight. Next
morning as Robin Hood stood in the same place he beheld the same young
man coming over the plain, but his carriage was totally changed; he now
passed slowly along and his head hung drooping upon his breast. Little
John stepped towards him, to know who he was, but when the young man saw
him coming he bent his bow and said, "Stand off, thou bold forester;
what wouldest thou have with me?" "You must come before our master," he
replied, "who is standing under the green oaken tree; come without delay
and no harm shall befall thee." And when he was come before Robin Hood,
Robin said to him, "Hast thou any money to spare for my merry men and
me? Come, answer without fear." "Indeed I have no money to spare," said
the young man; "I have but five shillings and a little gold ring, and
this ring I have kept for these seven long years to present to my bride
on my wedding day. Yesterday I should have married the maid that I love,
but she was chosen to be an old knight's wife, and taken from me by
force; therefore my heart is nearly broken?"
Robin Hood now set out, with fifty stout archers in his train, nor did
they stop till they came near to the church where Allen should have been
married. He then concealed his men while he went boldly into the church.
"What dost thou here, bold man?" said the bishop. "I am a merry harper,"
said Robin, "as good as any in the north." "O, welcome then," said the
bishop, "for that music is my delight." Presently there came in a
wealthy old knight leading a young damsel by the hand, of a fair though
sorrowful countenance, dressed in her glittering attire. "This is not a
fit match," said bold Robin Hood, "the bridegroom is much too old and
uncomely; but since I am here, and the bride is prepared, she shall now
choose her own mate."
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