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ROBIN HOOD'S GOLDEN PRIZE
VII
' By my holydame,' the priests repli'd,
' We never a penny have ; For we this morning have been robb'd,
And could no money save.'
VIII
' I am much afraid,' said bold Robin Hood,
' That you both do tell a lye ; And now before that you go hence,
I am resolv'd to try.'
IX
When as the priests heard him say so,
They rode away amain ; But Robin betook him to his heels,
And soon overtook them again.
x
Then Robin Hood laid hold of them both, And pull'd them down from their horse :
' O spare us, friar ! ' the priests cry'd out, ' On us have some remorse ! '
XI
' You said you had no money,' quoth he ;
' Wherefore without delay We three will fall down on our knees,
And for money we will pray.'
XII
The priests they could not him gainsay, But down they kneel'd with speed;
' Send us, O send us,' then quoth they, ' Some money to serve our need ! '
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