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ROBIN HOOD AND HIS MEINY
They shoulder'd all, and made him room,
To wete what he would say, He took the yeoman by the hand
And gave him all the play ;
He gave him five mark for his wine,
There it lay on the mould, And bade it should be set a-broach,
Drink who so would.
Thus long tarried this gentle Knight,
Till that play was done . . So long abode Robin fasting,
Three hours after the noon.
The Third Fytie
How Little John robbed the Sheriff of Nottingham and delivered him into Robin Hood's hands
Lithe and listen, gentlemen,
All that now be here, Of Little John, that was the Knight's man,
Good mirth shall ye hear.
It was upon a merry day,
That young men would go shete ;
Little John fet his bow anon, And said he would them meet.
wete] know. shete] shoot. fet] fetched.