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ROBIN HOOD AND HIS MEINY
cv ' What doest thou here,' said the Abbot,
' But thou hadst brought thy pay ?' ' Alack is me,' then said the Knight,
' To pray of a longer day !'
CVI ' Thy day is broke,' said the Justice,
' Land gettest thou none.'— ' Now, good Sir Justice, be my friend,
And fend me of my fone ! '
cvn ' I am held with the Abbot,' said the Justice,
' Both with cloth and fee.'— ' Now, good Sir Sheriff, be my friend!'
' Nay, nay, not I,' said he.
CVIII
' Now, good Sir Abbot, be my friend,
For thy courtesy, And hold my landes in thy hand
Till I have made thee gree
cix
' And I will be thy true servant
And truly serve thee, Till ye have four hundred pound
Of money good and free.'
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The Abbot sware a full great oath,
' By Him that died on tree, Get thy landes where thou mayst,
For thou gettest none of me ! '
But] if not. fend] defend. fone] foes. gree] satisfaction.
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