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ROBIN HOOD AND HIS MEINY
The Abbot and I accorded be, He is served of his pay ; The goode yeoman lent it me, As I came by the way.'
This Knight then dwelled fair at home,
The soothe for to say, Till he had got four hundred pound,
All ready for to pay. cxxxi He purvey'd him an hundred bows,
The stringes well y-dight, An hundred sheaf of arrows good,
The heads burnish'd full bright; cxxxn And every arrow an elle long,
With peacock well y-dight, Y-notched all with white silver ;
It was a seemly sight.
He purvey'd him an hundred men,
Well harness'd in that stead, And himself in that same suit,
And clothed in white and red.
He bare a lancegay in his hand,
And a man led his mail, And roden with a lighte song
With peacock . . . y-dight] fitted with peacock feathers, lancegay] a javelin-lance. his mail] his bag or trunk. roden] they rode.