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A LYTELL GESTE OF EOBTN HODE, 93
And make thy selfe no more so bare,
By the counsell of me." a»
Thus than holpe hym good Eobyn,
The knyght all of his care: God, that sytteth in heven hye,
Graunte us well to fare.
THE FYFTH FYTTE.
Now hath the knyght his leve itake,
And wente hym on his way ; Eobyn Hode and his mery men
Dwelled styll full many a day.
Lyth and lysten, gentilmen, i
And herken what I shall say, How the proud sheryfe of Notyngham
Dyde crye a full fayre play;
That all the best archers of the north
Sholde come upon a daye, in
And he that shoteth altherbest The game shall bere away.
He that shoteth altherbest Furthest fayre and lowe,
302, this care, W.
303, syt, W.
11. And that shoteth al ther best, W. And they that shote al of the best, C. 13, al theyre, W. al of the, C.