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Robin Hood
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Robin Hood
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Robin Hood
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Robin Hood
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Robin Hood
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Robin Hood
Robin Hood
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Syr Sheryffe, for thy sake
Robyn Hode wull Y take.
I wyll the gyffe golde and fee
This beheste thou holde me.
[The Sheriff exits, and Robin Hood enters.]
Robyn Hode, ffayre and fre,
Undre this lynde shote we.
With the shote Y wyll
Alle thy lustes to full-fyll.
Have at the pryke.
And Y cleve the styke.
[They shoot at the target, and Robin wins.]
Late us caste the stone.
I graunte well, be Seynt John.
[They throw stones.]
Late us caste the exaltre.
[They toss the wooden axle.]
Have a foote before the.
[They wrestle, and Robin throws the knight.]
Syr Knyght, ye have a falle.
And I the, Robyn, qwyte shall.
[They wrestle again, and the Knight throws Robin.]
Owte on the, I blowe myn horne.
[Robin blows his horn to summon help.]
Hit ware better be un-borne.
Lat us fyght at ottraunce.
God gyfe hym myschaunce.
[They sword fight, and Robin wins.]
Now I have the maystry here,
Off I smyte this sory swyre.
[Robin decapitates the knight.]
This knyghtys clothis wolle I were
And in my hode his hede woll bere.
[Robin dresses in the knight's clothing, and places his head
in his hood.]
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(see note)
give you; (see note)
promise
tree; (see note)
desires
target or bull's eye
stick; (see note)
throw
axle-tree; cart axle; (note)
Half a foot; (see note)
pay back
A curse on thee
to the death
neck; (see note)
(see note)
(see note)
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