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THE BIRTH OF ROBIN HOOD
He 's ca'd upon his merry young men,
By ane, by twa, and by three : ' O what's come o' my daughter dear,
That she 's nae come to me ?
' I dreamt a dreary dream last night,
God grant it come to gude ! I dreamt I saw my daughter dear
Drown in the saut sea flood.
' But gin my daughter be dead or sick,
Or yet be stown awa', I mak a vow, and I'll keep it true,
I'll hang ye ane and a'! '
They sought her back, they sought her fore, They sought her up and down ;
They got her in the gude green-wood, Nursing her bonny young son.
xv He took the bonny boy in his arms,
And kist him tenderlie; Says, ' Though I would your father hang,
Your mother 's dear to me.'
xvi He kist him o'er and o'er again :
' My grandson I thee claim, And Robin Hood in gude green-wood,
And that shall be your name.'