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A Selection Of The Best English Lyric Ballads Chosen & Edited by Arthur Quiller-Couch

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x ' No pardon, no pardon ! ' the Bishop says ;
' No pardon I thee owe ; Therefore make haste, come along with me,
For before the King you shall go.'
Robin set his back against a tree,
And his foot against a thorn, And from underneath his shepherd's coat
He pull'd out a bugle horn.
He put the little end to his mouth,
And a loud blast did he blow, Till threescore and ten of bold Robin's men
Came running all on a row ;
All making obeisance to bold Robin Hood ;
'Twas a comely sight for to see : ' What matter, my master,' said Little John,
' That you blow so hastilye ?'
' O here is the Bishop of Hereford,
And no pardon we shall have.' ' Cut off his head, master,' said Little John,
' And throw him into his grave.'
' O pardon, O pardon,' said the Bishop,
' O pardon, I thee pray ! For if I had known it had been you,
I'd have gone some other way.' 614
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