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ROBIN HOOD AND THE MONK
LXXXIV
Then bespake oure cumly Kyng, In an angur hye:
' Litull John hase begyled the Schereff,
In faith so hase he me.
LXXXV
' Litull John has begyled us bothe
And that full wel I se; Or ellis the ScherefF of Notyngham Hye hongut shulde he be.
LXXXVI
' I made hem yemen of the crowne, And gaf hem fee with my hond ;
I gaf hem grith,' seid oure Kyng,
' Thorowout all mery Inglond.
lxxxvii
II gaf theym grith,' then seid oure Kyng; ' I say, so mot I the,
Fforsothe soch a yeman as he is on In all Inglond ar not thre.
lxxxviii ' He is trew to his maister,' seid our Kyng ;
61 sey, be swete Seynt John, He lovys better Robyn Hode
Then he dose us ychon.
lxxxix ' Robyn Hode is ever bond to hym,
Bothe in strete and stalle; Speke no more of this mater,' seid oure Kyng,
' But John has begyled us alle.' |
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grith] charter of peace.
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