The English and Scottish popular ballads, volume 3 (of 5)
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The English and Scottish popular ballads, volume 3 (of 5)
Ballads, English -- England -- Texts; Ballads, Scots -- Scotland -- Texts
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‘Thou shalt be drawen by dale and downe,’ q_uo_th the sheriffe,
‘And hanged hye on a hill:’
‘But thou may ffayle,’ q_uo_th Litle Iohn,
‘If itt be Christs owne will.’
21
Let vs leaue talking of Litle Iohn,
For hee is bound fast to a tree,
And talke of Guy and Robin Hood,
In the green woode where they bee.
22
How these two yeomen together they mett,
Vnder the leaues of lyne,
To see what marchandise they made
Euen at that same time.
23
‘Good morrow, good fellow,’ q_uo_th S_i_r Guy;
‘Good morrow, good ffellow,’ q_uo_th hee;
‘Methinkes by this bow thou beares in thy hand,
A good archer thou seems to bee.’
24
‘I am wilfull of my way,’ q_uo_th S_i_r Guye,
‘And of my morning tyde:’
‘I’le lead thee through the wood,’ q_uo_th Robin,
‘Good ffellow, I’le be thy guide.’
25
‘I seeke an outlaw,’ q_uo_th S_i_r Guye,
‘Men call him Robin Hood;
I had rather meet w_i_th him vpon a day
Then forty pound of golde.’
26
‘If you tow mett, itt wold be seene whether were better
Afore yee did p_ar_t awaye;
Let vs some other pastime find,
Good ffellow, I thee pray.
27
‘Let vs some other masteryes make,
And wee will walke in the woods euen;
Wee may chance mee[t] w_i_th Robin Hoode
Att some vnsett steven.’
28
They cutt them downe the sum_m_er shroggs
W_hi_ch grew both vnder a bryar,
And sett them three score rood in twinn,
To shoote the prickes full neare.
29
‘Leade on, good ffellow,’ sayd S_i_r Guye,
‘Lead on, I doe bidd thee:’
‘Nay, by my faith,’ q_uo_th Robin Hood,
‘The leader thou shalt bee.’
30
The first good shoot _tha_t Robin ledd
Did not shoote an inch the pricke ffroe;
Guy was an archer good enoughe,
But he cold neere shoote soe.
31
The second shoote S_i_r Guy shott,
He shott w_i_thin the garlande;
But Robin Hoode shott it better then hee,
For he cloue the good pricke-wande.
32
‘Gods blessing on thy heart!’ sayes Guye,
‘Goode ffellow, thy shooting is goode;
For an thy hart be as good as thy hands,
Thou were better then Robin Hood.
33
‘Tell me thy name, good ffellow,’ q_uo_th Guy,
‘Vnder the leaues of lyne:’
‘Nay, by my faith,’ q_uo_th good Robin,
‘Till thou haue told me thine.’
34
‘I dwell by dale and downe,’ q_uo_th Guye,
‘And I haue done many a curst turne;
And he _tha_t calles me by my right name
Calles me Guye of good Gysborne.’
35
‘My dwelling is in the wood,’ sayes Robin;
‘By thee I set right nought;
My name is Robin Hood of Barnesdale,
A ffellow thou has long sought.’
36
He _tha_t had neither beene a kithe nor kin
Might haue seene a full fayre sight,
To see how together these yeomen went,
W_i_th blades both browne and bright.
37
To haue seene how these yeomen together foug[ht],
Two howers of a sum_m_ers day;
Itt was neither Guy nor Robin Hood
_Tha_t ffettled them to flye away.
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