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ROBIN HOOD AND HIS MEINY
When he came to greene-wood
In a merry morning, There he heard the notes small
Of birds merry singing.
' It is far gone,' said Robin Hood,
c That I was latest here; Me list a little for to shoot
At the dunne deer.'
Robin slew a full great hart;
His horn then gan he blow, That all the outlaws of that forest
That horn they coulde know,
And them together gathered
In a little throw ; Seven score of wight young men
Came ready on a row,
And faire didden off their hoods,
And set them on their knee : ' Welcome,' they said, ' our dear master,
Under this green-wood tree L'
CCCCL Robin dwelt in greene-wood
Twenty year and two; For all dread of Edward our King,
Again would he not go.
Me list] it pleases me. throw] interval of time. Again] back.