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ROBIN HOOD AND THE MONK
XLII
' Ffro whens come ye ?' seid Litull John,
' Tel us tithyngus, I yow pray, Off a false owtlay, callid Robyn Hode, Was takyn yisterday.
XLIII
i He robbyt me and my felowes bothe
Of twenti marke in serten ; If that false ovvtlay be takyn,
Ffor sothe we wolde be fayn.'
XLIV
' So did he me,' seid the munke,
' Of a hundred pound and more ; I layde furst hande hym apon, Ye may thonke me therfore.'
XLV
'I pray God thanke you,' seid Litull John,
' And we wil when we may; We wil go with you, with your leve,
And bryng yow on your way.
XLVI
' Ffor Robyn Hode hase many a wilde felow,
I tell you in certen; If thei wist ye rode this way,
In feith ye shulde be slayn.'
XLVII
As thei went talking be the way,
The munke and Litull John, John toke the munkis horse be the hede, Fful sone and anon. 502
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