58. ‘And ye will do after my rede,’ said the potter, ‘And boldly go with me, And tomorrow, ere we eat bread, Robin Hood will we see.’ 59. ‘I will quite thee,’ quoth the sheriff, ‘I swear by God of might.’ Shooting they left and home they went, Their supper was ready dight. 60. Upon the morrow, when it was day, He busked him forth to ride; The potter his cart forth gan ray, And would not leave behind. 61. He took leave of the sherriff’s wife, And thanked her of all thing: ‘Dame, for my love and you will this wear, I give you here a gold ring.’ 62. ‘Gramercy,’ said the wife, ‘Sir, God yield it thee.’ The sheriff’s heart was never so light, The fair forest to see. 63. And when he came into the forest, Under the leavës green, Birdës there sang on boughës prest, It was great joy to see. 64. ‘Here it is merry to be,’ said Robin, ‘For a man that had ought to spend; By my horn I shall awit If Robin Hood be here.’ 65. Robin set his horn to his mouth, And blew a blast that was full good; That heard his men that there stood, Far down in the wood. 66. ‘I hear my master blow,’ said Little John, ... ... ... ... ... ... They ran as they were wood. 67. When they to their master came, Little John would not spare; ‘Master, how have you fare in Nottingham? How have you sold your ware?’ 68. ‘Yea, by my troth, Little John, Look thou take no care; I have brought the sheriff of Nottingham, For all our chaffare.’ 69. ‘He is full welcome,’ said Little John, ‘This tiding is full good.’ The sheriff had liefer nor a hundred pound He had never seen Robin Hood. 70. ‘Had I wist that before, At Nottingham when we were, Thou should not come in fair forest Of all this thousand year.’ 71. ‘That wot I well,’ said Robin, ‘I thank God that ye be here; Therefore shall ye leave your horse with us And all your other gear.’ 72. ‘That fend I god’s forbode,’ quoth the sheriff, So to loose my good; ... ... ... ... ... ... 73. ‘Hither ye came on horse full high, And home shall ye go on foot; And greet well thy wife at home, The woman is full good. 74. ‘I shall her send a white palfrey, It ambleth, by my fay, ... ... ... ... ... ... 75. ‘I shall her send a white palfrey, It ambleth as the wind; Nere for the love of your wife, Of more sorrow should you sing!’ 76. Thus parted Robin Hood and the sheriff; To Nottingham he took the way; His wife fair welcomed him home, And to him gan she say: 77. ‘Sir, how have you fared in green forest? Have ye brought Robin home?’ ‘Dame, the devil speed him, both body and bone; I have had a full great scorn.