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A LITTLE GESTE OF
cxxxv As he went at a bridge there was a wrestling,
And there tarried was he, And there was all the best yeomen,
Of all the west country.
cxxxvi A full fair game there was upset,
A white bull up y-pight; A great courser with saddle and bridle,
With gold burnish'd full bright;
A pair of gloves, a red gold ring,
A pipe of wine, in good fay : What man beareth him best, i-wis,
The prize shall bear away.
There was a yeoman in that place,
And best worthy was he, And for he was far and frembd bestad,
I-slain he should have be.
cxxxix The Knight had ruth of this yeoman.
In place where that he stood, He said that yeoman should have no harm,
For love of Robin Hood.
The Knight pressed into the place, An hundred followed him free,
With bows bent, and arrows sharp, For to shende that company.
y-pight] placed, fixed. far and frembd bestad] in the plight of one from far and a stranger. shende] shame.