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14 ROBIN HOOD AND THE MONK.
He made a crye thoroowt al the tow[n], sso
Whedur he be zoman or knave, That cowthe brynge hym Eobyn Hode,
His warisone he shuld haue.
" For I dar neuer," said the scheref,
" Cum before oure kynge, »«
For if I do, I wot serten, For sothe he wil me henge."
The scheref made to seke Notyngham,
Bothe be strete and stye, And Eobyn was in mery Scherwode m.
As lizt as lef on lynde.
Then bespake gode Litulle Johne,
To Eobyn Hode can he say, " I haue done the a gode turne for an euylle,
Quyte me whan thou may. m
" I haue done the a gode turne," said Litulle Johne,
" For sothe as I you saie ; I haue brouzt the vnder grene wode lyne ;
Fare wel, and haue gode day."
" Nay, be my trouthe," seid Eobyn Hode, no " So shalle hit neuer be;
305. MS. Quyte the.