8. Now, syth that ye haue shewed to me The secret of your mynde, I shalbe playne to you agayne, Lyke as ye shal me fynde. Syth it is so, that ye wyll goo, I wol not leue behynde; Shall neuer be sayd, the Nutbrowne mayd, Was to her loue unkind: Make you redy, for soo am I, All though it were anoon; For, in my mynde, of all mankynde I loue but you alone. 9. Yet I you rede take good hede Whan men wyl thynke, and sey; Of yonge, and olde, it shalbe tolde, That ye be gone away, Your wanton wylle for to fulfylle, In grene wood you to play; And that ye myght from your delyte Noo lenger make delay: Rather than ye shuld thus for me Be called an ylle woman, Yet wolde I to the grene wodde goo, Alone a banyshed man. 10. Though it be songe of olde and yonge, That I shuld be to blame, Theirs be the charge, that speke so large In hurting of my name: For I wyl proue that feythful loue It is deuoyd of shame; In your distresse and heuynesse, To parte wyth you, the same: And sure all thoo, that doo not so, Trewe louers ar they noon; But, in my mynde, of all mankynde I loue but you alone. 11. I councel yow, remembre howe It is noo maydens lawe, Nothing to dought, but to renne out To wod with an outlawe; For ye must there in your hande bere A bowe to bere and drawe; And, as a theef, thus must ye lyeue, Euer in drede and awe, By whiche to yow gret harme myght grow: Yet had I leuer than, That I had too the grenewod goo, Alone a banysshyd man. 12. I thinke not nay, but as ye saye, It is noo maydens lore: But loue may make me for your sake, As ye haue said before To com on fote, to hunte, and shote, To gete us mete and store; For soo that I your company May haue, I aske noo more: From whiche to parte, it makith myn herte As colde as ony ston; For, in my mynde, of all mankynde I loue but you alone. 13. For an outlawe, this is the lawe, That men hym take and binde; Wythout pytee hanged to bee, And wauer with the wynde. Yf I had neede, (as God forbede!) What rescous coude ye finde? Forsothe, I trowe, you and your bowe Shuld drawe for fere behynde: And noo merueyle; for lytel auayle Were in your councel than: Wherfore I too the woode wyl goo Alone a banysshd man. 14. Ful wel knowe ye, that wymen bee Ful febyl for to fyght; Noo womanhed is it in deede To bee bolde as a knight: Yet, in suche fere, yf that ye were Amonge enemys day and nyght, I wolde wythstonde, with bowe in hande, To greue them as I myght, And you to saue; as wymen haue From deth many one: For, in my mynde, of all mankynde I loue but you alone.