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KOBIN HOOD AND THE BEGGAR. 193
His cheeks were white as any clay, n*
And closed were his eyen.
The beggar thought him dead but fail,
And boldly bown'd away;— I would you had been at the dale,
And gotten part of the play. 121
[the second part.]
Now three of Robin's men, by chance,
Came walking by the way, And found their master in a trance,
On ground where he did lay.
Up have they taken good Robin, 5
Making a piteous beir, Yet saw they no man there at whom
They might the matter speir.
They looked him all round about,
But wounds on him saw none, 10
Yet at his mouth came booking out The blood of a good vein.
Cold water they have taken syne,
And cast into his face ; Then he began to lift his eyne, u
And spake within short space. vol. v. 13 |
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