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310 ROBIN HOODS DEATH AND BURIAL.
There did he bleed all the live-long day, Untill the next day at noon.
He then bethought him of a casement door,
Thinking for to be gone ; He was so weak he could not leap, s.-.
Nor he could not get down.
He then bethought him of his bugle-horn, Which hung low down to his knee;
He set his horn unto his mouth, And blew out weak blasts three. *)
Then Little John, when hearing him,
As he sat under the tree, " I fear my master is near dead,
He blows so wearily."
Then Little John to fair Kirkley is gone, «
As fast as he can dree ; But when he came to Kirkley-hall,
He broke locks two or three :
Untill he came bold Robin to,
Then he fell on his knee ; se
"A boon, a boon," cries Little John,
" Master, I beg of thee."
" "What is that boon," quoth Robin Hood, " Little John, thou begs of me ? " 34, get down. |
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