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ROBIN HOOD AND HIS MEINY
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Then bespake a fair old Knight
That was true in his fay : ' Ah ! my liege lord the King,
One word I shall you say.
ccclxiii ' There is no man in this country
May have the Knightes lands, While Robin Hood may ride or go,
And bear a bow in his hands.
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' That he ne shall not lose his head,
The best ball in his hood ; Give it no man, my lord the King,
That ye will any good.'
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Half a year dwelt our comely King
In Nottingham, and more ; Could he not hear of Robin Hood,
In what country he wore.
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But alway wente good Robin
By halk and eke by hill, And alway slew the Kinges deer,
And wielded them at will.
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Then bespake a proud forster, That stood by our Kinges knee :
' If ye will see good Robin Hood, Ye must do after me.
fay] faith. That ye will] to whom you wish. halk]
nook, hiding-place. forster] forester.
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