"I have no money," then quoth the young man, "No ready gold nor fee, But I will swear upon a book Thy true servant for to be." "How many miles is it to thy true love? Come tell me without any guile:" "By the faith of my body," then said the young man, "It is but five little mile." Then Robin he hasted over the plain, He did neither stint nor lin, Until he came unto the church, Where Allin should keep his wedding. "What hast thou here?" the bishop he said, "I prithee now tell unto me:" "I am a bold harper," quoth Robin Hood, "And the best in the north country." "O welcome, O welcome," the bishop he said, "That musick best pleaseth me;" "You shall have no musick," quoth Robin Hood, "Till the bride and the bridegroom I see." With that came in a wealthy knight, Which was both grave and old, And after him a finikin lass, Did shine like the glistering gold. "This is not a fit match," quoth bold Robin Hood, "That you do seem to make here; For since we are come into the church, The bride shall chuse her own dear." Then Robin Hood put his horn to his mouth, And blew blasts two or three; When four and twenty bowmen bold Came leaping over the lee. And when they came into the church-yard, Marching all on a row, The first man was Allin a Dale, To give bold Robin his bow. "This is thy true love," Robin he said, "Young Allin, as I hear say; And you shall be married at this same time, Before we depart away." "That shall not be," the bishop he said, "For thy word shall not stand; They shall be three times askt in the church, As the law is of our land." Robin Hood pulld off the bishop's coat, And put it upon Little John; "By the faith of my body," then Robin said, "This cloath does make thee a man." When Little John went into the quire, The people began for to laugh; He askt them seven times in the church, Lest three times should not be enough. "Who gives me this maid?" then said Little John; Quoth Robin Hood, "That do I, And he that takes her from Allin, a Dale Full dearly he shall her buy." And thus having ende of this merry wedding, The bride lookt like a queen, And so they returned to the merry green-wood, Amongst the leaves so green. * * * * * ROBIN HOOD'S DEATH AND BURIAL. When Robin Hood and Little John, _Down a down, a down, a down,_ Went o'er yon bank of broom, Said Robin Hood to Little John, "We have shot for many a pound:" _Hey down, a down, a down._ "But I am not able to shoot one shot more, My arrows will not flee; But I have a cousin lives down below, Please God, she will bleed me." Now Robin is to fair Kirkley gone, As fast as he can win; But before he came there, as we do hear, He was taken very ill. And when that he came to fair Kirkley-hall, He knocked all at the ring, But none was so ready as his cousin herself For to let bold Robin in.