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102 A LTTELL GESTE OF ROBTN HODE.
Toke he there this gentyll knyght,
With men of armes stronge, And lad hym home to Notyngham warde,
Ibonde both fote and honde.
The sheryf swore a full grete othe,
By hym that dyed on rode, He had lever than an hondrede pounde,
That he had Robyn Hode.
Then the lady, the knyghtes wyfe,
A fayre lady and fre, She set her on a gode palfray,
To grene wode anon rode she.
"When she came to the forest,
Under the grene wode tre, Founde she there Robyn Hode,
And all his fayre meyne.
" God the save, good Robyn Hode,
And all thy company; For our dere ladyes love,
A bone graunte thou me.
" Let thou never my wedded lorde Shamfully slayne to he ;
64, honde and fote, W. foote and hande, C. 66, on a R. rode, Ch. & M. 77. God the good Robyn, W. 79, lady, W. 81. Late. 82. Shamly I slavne he, W.