"Now nay, now nay," quoth Robin Hood, "That boon I'll not grant thee; I never hurt woman in all my life,[L59] Nor man in woman's company. 60 "I never hurt fair maid in all my time, Nor at my end shall it be; But give me my bent bow in my hand, And a broad arrow I'll let flee; And where this arrow is taken up, 65 There shall my grave digg'd be. "Lay me a green sod under my head,[L67] And another at my feet;[L68] And lay my bent bow by my side, Which was my music sweet; 70 And make my grave of gravel and green, Which is most right and meet. "Let me have length and breadth enough, With under my head a green sod;[L74] That they may say, when I am dead, 75 Here lies bold Robin Hood." These words they readily promis'd him, Which did bold Robin please: And there they buried bold Robin Hood, Near to the fair Kirklèys. 80 20. Till I blood letted be. 24. You blood shall letted be. 26, let, Ritson. 34, get down. 59, burnt. This stanza is omitted in one edition. 67, 68. With verdant sods most neatly put, weet as the green-wood tree. 74. With a green sod under my head, Ritson. ROBIN HOOD AND QUEEN KATHERINE. Ritson's _Robin Hood_, ii. 87. "From an old black-letter copy in a private collection, compared with another in that of Anthony à Wood. The full title is: "_Renowned Robin Hood; or, his famous archery truly related in the worthy exploits he acted before queen Katherine, he being an outlaw man; and how he obtained his own and his fellows pardon_. _To a new tune._ "It is scarcely worth observing that there was no queen consort named Katherine before Henry the Fifth's time: but as Henry the Eighth had no less than three wives so called, the name would be sufficiently familiar to our ballad-maker." RITSON. Gold tane from the kings harbengers, _Downe, a downe, a downe_, As seldome hath beene seene, _Downe, a downe, a downe_, And carried by bold Robin Hood For a present to the queen, _Downe, a downe, a downe_. "If that I live a yeare to an end," 5 Thus can queene Katherine say, "Bold Robin Hood, I will be thy friend, And all thy yeomen gay." The queene is to her chamber gone, As fast as she can win;[L10] 10 She calls unto her lovely page, His name was Richard Patrington. "Come thou hither to mee, thou lovely page, Come thou hither to mee; For thou must post to Nottingham, 15 As fast as thou can dree.