Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 5 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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And or I passe fro this place,                                    so
Asayed better shalt thou be."
Lytell Johan drewe a good swerde, The coke toke another in honde;
They thought nothynge for to fle,                           ss
But styfly for to stonde.
There they fought sore togyder,
Two myle way and more ; Myght neyther other harme done,
The mountenaunce of an houre. i v*>
" I make myn avowe to god," sayd Lytell Johan,
" And be my trewe lewte, Thou art one of the best swerdemen,
That ever yet sawe I me.
" Coowdest thou shote as well in a bowe, im To grene wood thou sholdest with me,
And two tymes in the yere thy clothynge Ichaunged sholde be;
" And every yere of Eobyn Hode
Twenty marke to thy fee :"                           no
" Put up thy swerde," sayd the coke,
" And felowes wyll we be."
Then he fette to Lytell Johan The numbles of a doo,