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University  of  California  •  Berkeley 

From  the  book  collection  of 
BERTRAND  H.  BRONSON 

bequeathed  by  him 
or  donated  by  his  wife 

Mildred  S.  Bronson 


THE 

ENGLISH  AND  SCOTTISH 

POPULAR  BALLADS 

EDITED  BY 

FKANCIS  JAMES  CHILD 


IN    FIVE    VOLUMES 

VOLUME  III 

PART  I 


BOSTON  AND  NEW  YORK 

HOUGHTON,  MIFFLIN  AND   COMPANY 

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LONDON :  HENRY  STEVENS,  SON  AND  STILES 


(CfajusanD  Copie?  Printet) 
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COPYRIGHT,  1888,  BY  F.  J.  CHILD 
ALL  EIGHTS  RESERVED 


REV.  PROFESSOR  SKEAT  has  done  me  the  great  service  of  collating  Wynken  de  Worde's 
text  of  The  Gest  of  Robin  Hood,  the  manuscript  of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Monk  and  of  Robin 
Hood  and  the  Potter,  and  all  the  Robin  Hood  broadsides  in  the  Pepys  collection.  Mr  MAC- 
MATH  has  collated  the  fragments  of  the  earlier  copy  of  The  Gest  which  are  preserved  in  the 
Advocates'  Library,  and,  as  always,  has  been  most  ready  to  respond  to  every  call  for  aid.  I 
would  also  gratefully  acknowledge  assistance  received  from  Mr  W.  ALDIS  WRIGHT,  of  Trinity 
College,  Cambridge ;  the  Rev.  EDMUND  VENABLES,  Precentor  of  Lincoln  ;  Dr  FURNIVALL  ; 
and,  in  America,  from  Mr  W.  W.  NEWELL,  Miss  PERINE  and  Mrs  DTJLANY. 

F.  J.  C. 

FEBRUARY,  1888. 


ADVERTISEMENT  TO  PART  VI 

NUMBERS  156-188 


MR  MACMATH  has  helped  me  in  many  ways  in  the  preparation  of  this  Sixth  Part,  ands 
as  before,  has  been  prodigal  of  time  and  pains.  I  am  under  particular  obligations  to  Mi 
ROBERT  BRUCE  ARMSTRONG,  of  Edinburgh,  for  his  communications  concerning  the  ballad- 
folk  of  the  Scottish  border,  and  to  Dr  WILHELM  WOLLNER,  of  the  University  of  Leipsic, 
and  Mr  GEORGE  LYMAN  KITTREDGE,  my  colleague  in  Harvard  College,  for  contributions  (in- 
dicated by  the  initials  of  their  names)  which  will  be  found  in  the  Additions  and  Corrections. 
Dr  WOLLNER  will  continue  his  services.  Mr  JOHN  KARtowicz,  of  Warsaw,  purposes  to 
review  in  '  Wisla  '  all  the  English  ballads  which  have  Polish  affinities,  and  Professor  ALEX- 
ANDER VESSELOFSKY  has  allowed  me  to  hope  for  his  assistance  ;  so  that  there  is  a  gratifying 
prospect  that  the  points  of  contact  between  the  English  and  the  Slavic  popular  ballads  will  in 
the  end  be  amply  brought  out.  Thanks  are  due  and  are  proffered,  for  favors  of  various  kinds, 
to  Lieutenant -Colonel  LUMSDEN,  of  London,  Lieutenant  -  Colonel  PRIDEAUX,  of  Calcutta, 
Professor  SKEAT,  Miss  ISABEL  FLORENCE  HAPGOOD,  Professor  VINOGRADOF,  of  Moscow, 
Professor  GEORGE  STEPHENS,  Mr  AXEL  OLRIK,  of  Copenhagen  (to  whom  the  completion 
of  SVEND  GRUNDTVIG'S  great  work  has  been  entrusted),  Mr  JAMES  BARCLAY  MURDOCH,  of 
Glasgow,  Dr  F.  J.  FURNIVALL,  Professor  C.  R.  LANMAN,  Mr  P.  Z.  ROUND,  and  Mr  W.  W. 
NEWELL. 

F.  J.  C. 

JOLT   1889 


CONTENTS  OF  VOLUME  Til 


BALLAD  PAGE 

114   JOHNIE  COCK    . 1 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  IV,  495.) 

115.  ROBYN  AND  GANDELEYN 12 

116.  ADAM  BELL,  CLIM  OF  THE  CLOUGH,  AND  WILLIAM  OF  CLOUDESLT         ....  14 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  EH,  518 ;  IV,  496 ;  V,  297.) 

117.  A  GEST  OF  ROBYN  HODE 39 

(Additions  and  Corrections:  HI,  519;  IV,  496  ;  V,  240,  297.) 

118.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  GUY  OF  GISBORNE 89 

119.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  MONK 94 

120.  ROBIN  HOOD'S  DEATH 102 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  V,  240,  297.) 

121.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  POTTER 108 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  IV,  497.) 

122.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  BUTCHER 115 

123.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  CURTAL  FRIAR 120 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  V,  297.) 

124.  THE  JOLLY  FINDER  OF  WAKEFIELD 129 

125.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  LITTLE  JOHN 133 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  V,  297.) 

126.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  TANNER 137 

127.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  TINKER 140 

128.  ROBIN  HOOD  NEWLY  REVIVED 144 

129.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  PRINCE  OF  ARAGON 147 

130.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  SCOTCHMAN 150 

131.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  RANGER 152 

132.  THE  BOLD  PEDLAR  AND  ROBIN  HOOD 154 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  V,  240.) 

133.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  BEGGAR,  I 155 

134.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  BEGGAR,  II 158 

135.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  SHEPHERD 165 

136.  ROBIN  HOOD'S  DELIGHT 168 

137.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  PEDLARS 170 

138.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  ALLEN  A  DALE 172 

139.  ROBIN  HOOD'S  PROGRESS  TO  NOTTINGHAM '  175 

140.  ROBIN  HOOD  RESCUING  THREE  SQUIRES 177 

141.  ROBIN  HOOD  RESCUING  WILL  STUTLY 185 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  IV,  497.) 

142.  LITTLE  JOHN  A  BEGGING 188 

143.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  BISHOP 191 

144.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  BISHOP  OF  HEREFORD 193 

145.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  QUEEN  KATHERINE 196 


yiii  CONTENTS  OF  VOLUME  III 

146.  ROBIN  HOOD'S  CHASE •  205 

147.  ROBIN  HOOD'S  GOLDEN  PRIZE •  208 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  III,  519.) 

148.  THE  NOBLE  FISHERMAN,  OR,  ROBIN  HOOD'S  PREFERMENT      .  .        .        .        .  211 

149.  ROBIN  HOOD'S  BIRTH,  BREEDING,  VALOR  AND  MARRIAGE 214 

150.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  MAID  MARIAN    .  218 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  III,  519.) 

151.  THE  KING'S  DISGUISE,  AND  FRIENDSHIP  WITH  ROBIN  HOOD        .  .->  220 

152.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  GOLDEN  ARROW  .  223 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  V,  241.) 

153.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  VALIANT  KNIGHT 225 

154.  A  TRUE  TALE  OF  ROBIN  HOOD 227 

155.  SIR  HUGH,  OR,  THE  JEW'S  DAUGHTER 233 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  III,  519  ;  IV,  497  ;  V,  241,  297.) 

156.  QUEEN  ELEANOR'S  CONFESSION 257 

(Additions  and  Corrections:  IV,  498 ;  V,  241,  297.) 

157.  GUDE  WALLACE 265 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  V,  242.) 

158.  HUGH  SPENCER'S  FEATS  IN  FRANCE 275 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  IV,  499  ;  V,  243.) 

159.  DURHAM  FIELD 282 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  V,  297.) 

160.  THE  KNIGHT  OF  LIDDESDALE 288 

161.  THE  BATTLE  OF  OTTERBURN 289 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  III,  520  ;  IV,  499  ;  V,  243,  297.) 

162.  THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  CHEVIOT 303 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  IV,  502 ;  V,  244,  297.) 

163.  THE  BATTLE  OF  HARLAW 316 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  V,  245.) 

164.  KING  HENRY  FIFTH'S  CONQUEST  OF  FRANCE 320 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  V,  245.) 

165.  SIR  JOHN  BUTLER 327 

166.  THE  ROSE  OF  ENGLAND 331 

167.  SIR  ANDREW  BARTON .        334 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  IV,  502 ;  V,  245.) 

168.  FLODDEN  FIELD  351 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  IV,  507  ;  V,  298.) 

169.  JOHNIE  ARMSTRONG 362 

(Additions  and  Corrections:  m,  520;  IV,  507  ;  V,  298.) 

170.  THE  DEATH  OF  QUEEN  JANE 372 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  V,  245,  298.) 

171.  THOMAS  CROMWELL 377 

172.  MUSSELBURGH    FlELD 378 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  IV,  507.) 

173.  MARY  HAMILTON 379 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  IV,  507 ;  V,  246,  298.) 

174.  EARL  BOTHWELL .,       .  399 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  V,  247.) 

175.  THE  RISING  IN  THE  NORTH 401 

176.  NORTHUMBERLAND  BETRAYED  BY  DOUGLAS 408 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  V,  299.) 


CONTENTS  OF  VOLUME  III  ix 

177.  THE  EARL  OF  WESTMORELAND 416 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  V,  299.) 

178.  CAPTAIN  CAR,  OR,  EDOM  o  GORDON 423 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  III,  520 ;  IV,  513 ;  V,  247,  299.) 

179.  ROOKHOPE  RTDE 439 

180.  KING  JAMES  AND  BROWN 442 

181.  THE  BONNY  EARL  OF  MURRAY 447 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  IV,  515.) 

182.  THE  LAIRD  o  LOGIE 449 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  III,  520;  IV,  515;  V,  299.) 

183.  WILLIE  MACINTOSH 456 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  IV,  516.) 

184.  THE  LADS  OF  WAMPHRAY 458 

(Additions  and  Corrections :   III,  520.) 

185.  DICK  o  THE  Cow 461 

186.  KINMONT  WILLIE 469 

(Additions  and  Corrections :  IV,  516.) 

187.  JOCK  o  THE  SIDE 475 

188.  ARCHIE  o  CAWFIELD 484 

(Additions  and  Corrections  :  IV,  516.) 

ADDITIONS  AND  CORRECTIONS 496 


114 

JOHNIE   COCK 

A.  Percy  Papers,  Miss  Fisher's  MS.,  No  5,  1780.  O.  « Johnnie  Brad,'  Harris  MS.,  fol.  25. 

B.  'Johnny  Cock,' Pieces  of  Ancient  Poetry  from  Un-      H.  '  Johnnie   o  Cocklesmuir,'  Buchan's   MSS,  I,  82; 
published   Manuscripts  and    Scarce   Books,  Bristol,          Dixon,  Scottish  Traditional  Versions  of  Ancient  Bal- 
1814,  [John  Fry],  p.  53.  lads,  p.  77,  Percy  Society,  vol.  xvii. 

C.  '  Johnny   Cock,'  Pieces   of    Ancient   Poetry,  etc.,     I.  '  Johnie  of  Braidisbank,'  Motherwell's  Minstrelsy, 
p.  51.  p.  23. 

D.  'Johnie  of  Cockerslee,'  Kinloch's  annotated  copy     J.  Chambers,  Scottish  Ballads,  p.  181. 
of  his  Ancient  Scottish  Ballads,  p.  38  Us. 

K.  Finlay's  Scottish  Ballads,  I,  xxxi:  one  stanza. 

E.  '  Johnie  o  Cocklesmuir,'  Kinloch  MSS,  VII,  29  ; 

Kinloch's  Ancient  Scottish  Ballads,  p.  36.  L.  Harris  MS.,  fol.  25  b:  one  stanza. 

F.  '  Johnie  of  Breadislee,'  Scott's   Minstrelsy,  I,    59,      M.  Froude,  Thomas  Carlyle,  II,  335,  New  York,  1882, 
1802.  supplemented  by  Mrs  Aitken  :  one  stanza. 


THE  first  notice  in  print  of  this  precious 
specimen  of  the  unspoiled  traditional  ballad  is 
in  Ritson's  Scotish  Song,  1794,  I,  xxxvi,  note 
25:  the  Rev.  Mr  Boyd,  the  translator  of 
Dante,  had  a  faint  recollection  of  three  bal- 
lads, one  of  which  was  called  ' Johny  Cox.' 
Before  this,  1780,  a  lady  of  Carlisle  had  sent 
a  copy  to  Doctor  Percy,  A.  Scott,  1802,  was 
the  first  to  publish  the  ballad,  selecting  "  the 
stanzas  of  greatest  merit "  from  several  copies 
which  were  in  his  hands.  John  Fry  gave  two 
valuable  fragments,  C,  B  (which  he  did  not 
separate),  in  his  Pieces  of  Ancient  Poetry, 
1814,  from  a  manuscript  "  appearing  to  be  the 
text-book  of  some  illiterate  drummer."  *  I 
have  been  able  to  add  only  three  versions  to 
those  which  were  already  before  the  world,  A, 
D,  Gf ;  and  of  these  D  is  in  part  the  same  as  B, 
previously  printed  by  Kinloch. 

*  This  manuscript,  which  Fry  bought  in  Glasgow  in 
1810,  contained  several  other  ballads,  "but  written  so  cor- 
ruptly as  to  be  of  little  or  no  authority."  It  did  not  occur 
to  Fry  that  the  illiteracy  of  the  drummer  gave  his  ballads 
the  best  of  authority.  I  have  done  what  I  could  to  recover 

VOL.    III.  1 


Pinkerton,  Select  Scotish  Ballads,  II,  xxxix, 
1783,  has  preserved  a  stanza,  which  he  assigns 
to  a  supposititious  ballad  of  'Bertram  the 
Archer : '  f 

4  My  trusty  bow  of  the  tough  yew, 

That  I  in  London  bought, 
And  silken  strings,  if  ye  prove  true, 

That  my  true-love  has  wrought.' 

This  stanza  agrees  with  J  6,  and  with  A  18, 
H  19  in  part,  and  is  very  likely  to  belong  here ; 
but  it  might  be  a  movable  passage,  or  com- 
monplace. 

All  the  versions  are  in  accord  as  to  the 
primary  points  of  the  story.  A  gallant  young 
fellow,  who  pays  no  regard  to  the  game-laws, 
goes  out,  despite  his  mother's  entreaties,  to 
ding  the  dun  deer  down.  He  kills  a  deer,  and 
feasts  himself  and  his  dogs  so  freely  on  it  that 

the  manuscript,  but  in  vain,  though  I  had  the  kindest  as- 
sistance in  Bristol  from  the  Rev.  J.  Percivall,  Mr  Francis 
Fry,  and  Mr  J.  F.  Nicholls. 
t  See  Motherwell's  apt  remarks,  Minstrelsy,  p.  1. 


114.    JOHNIE  COCK 


they  all  fall  asleep.  An  old  palmer,  a  silly 
auld,  stane-auld  carl,  observes  him,  and  car- 
ries word  to  seven  foresters  [fifteen  B,  three 
(?)  C].  They  beset  Johnie  and  wound  him  ; 
he  kills  all  but  one,  and  leaves  that  one,  badly 
hurt,  to  carry  tidings  of  the  rest.  Johnie 
sends  a  bird  to  his  mother  to  bid  her  fetch  him 
away,  F  19,  20,  cf.  B  13 ;  a  bird  warns  his 
mother  that  Johnie  tarries  long,  H  21  (one  of 
Bnchan's  parrots).  The  boy  in  A  20,  21  is  ev- 
idently a  corruption  of  bird.  Information  is 
given  the  mother  in  a  different  way  in  L.  B-G- 
must  be  adjudged  to  be  incomplete  ;  I-M  are 
mere  fragments.  H  has  a  false  and  silly  con- 
clusion, 22—24,  in  imitation  of  Robin  Hood  and 
of  Adam  Bell.  Mrs  Harris  had  heard  another 
version  besides  G  (of  which  she  gives  only  one 
stanza,  L),  in  which  "  Johnie  is  slain  and 
thrown  owre  a  milk-white  steed  ;  news  is  sent 
to  Johnie's  mother,  who  flies  to  her  son."  It 
is  the  one  forester  who  is  not  quite  killed  that 
is  thrown  over  his  steed  to  carry  tidings  home, 
P  18,  G  11.  D  19,  E  IT,  and  Mrs  Harris's 
second  version  are,  as  to  this  point,  evidently 
corrupted. 

The  hero's  name  is  Johnny  Cock,  B  2,  C  1 ; 
Johny  Cox,  Rev.  Mr  Boyd;  John  o  Cockis 
(Johny  Cockis  ?),  H  17  ;  Johny  o  Cockley's 
Well,  A  14 ;  o  Cockerslee,  D  14 ;  of  Cockie- 
law,  in  one  of  the  versions  used  by  Scott  for 
P ;  o  Cocklesmuir,  B  13,  H  15.  Again,  Johnie 
Brad,  G  1,  L ;  Johnie  o  Breadislee,  P  14 ; 
Braidislee,  J  2. 

The  hunting-ground,  or  the  place  where 
Johnie  is  discovered,  is  up  in  Braidhouplee, 
down  in  Bradyslee,  A  6,  high  up  in  Bradyslee, 
low  down  in  Bradyslee,  A  12 ;  Braidscaur 
Hill,  D  6,  Braidisbanks,  D  12,  I  1 ;  Bride's 
Braidmuir,  H  2, 5  ;  Broadspear  Hill,  B  2,  5  ; 
Durrisdeer  only  in  P  4.  The  seven  foresters 
are  of  Pickeram  Side,  A  3,  19 ;  of  Hislinton, 
F  9.  B  I1  reads,  Fifteen  foresters  in  the  braid 
alow ;  which  seems  to  require  emendation,  per- 

*  "  It  is  sometimes  said  that  this  outlaw  possessed  the  old 
Castle  of  Morton  in  Dumfriesshire,  now  ruinous.  .  .  .  The 
mention  of  Durisdeer,  a  neighboring  parish,  adds  weight  to 
the  tradition."  Minstrelsy  of  the  Scottish  Border,  1833,  III, 
114f.  Mr  W.  Benuet,  writing  in  1826  in  The  Dumfries 
Monthly  Magazine,  III,  250,  of  which  he  was  editor,  speaks 
of  a  field  a  little  to  the  southwest  of  Lochmaben  as  still  she  w- 


haps  simply  to  Braid  alow,  perhaps  to  Braidib 
lee. 

With  regard  to  the  localities  in  A,  Percy 
notes  that  Pickeram  Side  is  in  Northumbria, 
and  that  there  is  a  Cockley  Tower  in  Erring- 
side,  near  Brady's  Cragg,  and  a  Brady's  Cragg 
near  Chollerford  Bridge.  There  is  a  Cockley, 
alias  Cocklaw,  in  Erringside,  near  Chollerton, 
in  the  south  division  of  Tynedale  Ward,  par- 
ish of  St  John  Lee.  The  Erring  is  a  small 
stream  which  enters  the  Tyne  between  Chol- 
lerton and  Chollerford.  Again,  Cocklaw 
Walls  appears  in  the  map  of  the  Ordnance 
Survey,  a  little  to  the  north  and  east  of  Cock- 
ley  in  Erringside,  and  Cocklaw  Walls  may  rep- 
resent  the  Cockley's  Well  of  the  ballad. 
(Percy  notes  that  Cockley's  Well  is  said  to 
be  near  Bewcastle,  Cumberland.)  I  have  not 
found  Brady's  Cragg  or  Pickeram  Side  in  the 
Ordnance  Survey  maps,  nor  indeed  any  of  the 
compounds  of  Braidy  or  Braid  anywhere. 

There  is  a  Braid  a  little  to  the  south  of 
Edinburgh,  Braid  Hills  and  Braid  Burn ;  and 
Motherwell,  Minstrelsy,  p.  17,  says  that  there 
is  tradition  for  this  region  having  been  the 
hunting-ground. 

Scott's  copy,  F,  lays  the  scene  in  Dumfries- 
shire, and  there  is  other  tradition  to  the  same 
effect.* 

Percy  was  struck  with  the  occurrence  of 
the  wolf  in  A  17,  found  also  in  B  10,  C  5.  He 
considered,  no  doubt,  that  the  mention  of  the 
wolf  was  a  token  of  the  high  antiquity  of  the 
ballad.  "  Wolues  that  wyryeth  men,  wom- 
men  and  children "  are  spoken  of  in  Piers 
Plowman,  C,  Passus,  X,  v.  226,  Skeat,  1886, 
I,  240,  and  the  C  text  is  assigned  to  about 
1393.  Holinshed  (1577),  I,  378,  says  that 
though  the  island  is  void  of  wolves  south  of 
the  Tweed,  yet  the  Scots  cannot  boast  the 
like,  since  they  have  grievous  wolves. 

P  is  translated  by  Schubart,  p.  187 ;  Wolff, 

ing  the  trace  of  a  circular  tower,  which  was  "  called  Cockies- 
field,  from  one  John  Cock,  or  O'Cock,  who  had  there  his  res- 
idence, and  who  during  his  lifetime  was  one  of  the  most 
renowned  freebooters  in  Annandale."  Mr  Macmath,  who 
pointed  out  the  passage  to  me,  observes  that  in  Thomson's 
map  of  Dumfriesshire,  1828,  the  name  is  given  "  Cocket- 
field,"  and  that  there  is  also  a  Cocket  Hill. 


114.    JOHNIE  COCK 


Halle  der  Volker,  I,  41,  Hausschatz,  p.  224 ; 
Doenniges,  p.  10;  Gerhard,  p.  51 ;  R.  von  Bis- 
marck, Deutsches  Museum,  1858,  I,  897; 
Cesare  Cantu,  Document!  alia  Storia  Univer- 
sale,  V,  806  ;  in  Le  Magasin  Pittoresque,  1838, 


p.  127  b ;  by  Lo&ve-Veimars,  p.  296.  Grundt- 
vig,  p.  269,  No  41,  translates  a  compound  of 
P,  I,  B  (Kinloch's  Ancient  Scottish  Ballads, 
p.  36),  and  B;  Knortz,  Schottische  Balladen, 
No  18,  a  mixture  of  F  and  others. 


Communicated  to  Percy  by  Miss  Fisher,  of  Carlisle,  1780, 
No  5  of  MS. 

1  JOHNY  he  has  risen  up  i  the  morn, 

Calls  for  water  to  wash  his  hands  ; 
But  little  knew  he  that  his  bloody  hounds 
Were  bound  in  iron  bands,     bands 
Were  bound  in  iron  bands 

2  Johny's  mother  has  gotten  word  o  that, 

And  care-bed  she  has  taen  : 
*  O  Johny,  for  my  benison, 

I  beg  you  '1  stay  at  hame  ; 
For  the  wine  so  red,  and  the  well  baken  bread, 

My  Johny  shall  want  nane. 

3  l  There  are  seven  forsters  at  Pickeram  Side, 

At  Pickeram  where  they  dwell, 
And  for  a  drop  of  thy  heart's  bluid 
They  wad  ride  the  fords  of  hell.' 

4  Johny  he  's  gotten  word  of  that, 

And  he 's  turnd  wondrous  keen ; 
He 's  put  off  the  red  scarlett, 

And  he 's  put  on  the  Lincolm  green. 

5  With  a  sheaf  of  arrows  by  his  side, 

And  a  bent  bow  in  his  hand, 
He 's  mounted  on  a  prancing  steed, 
And  he  has  ridden  fast  oer  the  strand. 

6  He  's  up  i  Braidhouplee,  and  down  i  Bradys- 

lee, 

And  under  a  buss  o  broom, 
And  there  he  found  a  good  dun  deer, 
Feeding  in  a  buss  of  ling. 

7  Johny  shot,  and  the  dun  deer  lap, 

And  she  lap  wondrous  wide, 
Until  they  came  to  the  wan  water, 
And  he  stemd  her  of  her  pride. 


8  He  'as  taen  out  the  little  pen-knife, 

'T  was  full  three  quarters  long, 
And  he  has  taen  out  of  that  dun  deer 
The  liver  hot  and  the  tongue. 

9  They  eat  of  the  flesh,  and  they  drank  of  the 

blood, 

And  the  blood  it  was  so  sweet, 
Which  caused  Johny  and  his  bloody  hounds 
To  fall  in  a  deep  sleep. 

10  By  then  came  an  old  palmer, 

And  an  ill  death  may  he  die  ! 
For  he  's  away  to  Pickram  Side, 
As  fast  as  he  can  drie. 

11  '  What  news,  what  news  ? '   says  the   Seven 

Forsters, 

'  What  news  have  ye  brought  to  me  ? ' 
'  I  have  noe  news,'  the  palmer  said, 
'  But  what  I  saw  with  my  eye. 

12  '  High  up  i  Bradyslee,  low  down  i  Bradiss- 

lee, 

And  under  a  buss  of  scroggs, 
O  there  I  spied  a  well-wight  man, 
Sleeping  among  bis  dogs. 

13  *  His  coat  it  was  of  light  Lincolm, 

And  his  breeches  of  the  same, 

His  shoes  of  the  American  leather, 

And  gold  buckles  tying  them.' 

14  Up  bespake  the  Seven  Forsters, 

Up  bespake  they  ane  and  a' : 

O  that  is  Johny  o  Cockleys  Well, 

And  near  him  we  will  draw. 

15  O  the  first  y  stroke  that  they  gae  him, 

They  struck  him  off  by  the  knee ; 
Then  up  bespake  his  sister's  son  :  . 

*  O  the  next  '11  gar  him  die  ! ' 


114.    JOHNIE  COCK 


16  '  O  some  they  count  ye  well-wight  men, 

But  I  do  count  ye  none  ; 
For  you  might  well  ha  wakend  me, 
And  askd  gin  I  wad  be  taen. 

17  '  The  wildest  wolf  in  aw  this  wood 

Wad  not  ha  done  so  by  me ; 
She  'd  ha  wet  her  foot  ith  wan  water, 

And  sprinkled  it  oer  my  brae, 
And  if  that  wad  not  ha  wakend  me, 

She  wad  ha  gone  and  let  me  be. 

18  '  O  bows  of  yew,  if  ye  be  true, 

In  London,  where  ye  were  bought, 
Fingers  five,  get  up  belive, 

Manhuid  shall  fail  me  nought.' 


19  He  has  killd  the  Seven  Forsters, 

He  has  killd  them  all  but  ane, 
And  that  wan  scarce  to  Pickeram  Side, 
To  carry  the  bode-words  hame. 

20  '  Is  there  never  a  boy  in  a'  this  wood 

That  will  tell  what  I  can  say ; 
That  will  go  to  Cockleys  Well, 

Tell  my  mither  to  fetch  me  away  ? ' 

21  There  was  a  bay  into  that  wood, 

That  carried  the  tidings  away, 
And  many  ae  was  the  well-wight  man 
At  the  fetching  o  Johny  away. 


B 


Pieces  of  Ancient  Poetry  from  Unpublished  Manuscripts 
and  Scarce  Books,  Bristol,  1814,  p.  53. 

1  FIFTEEN  foresters  in  the  Braid  alow, 

And  they  are  wondrous  fell; 
To  get  a  drop  of  Johnny's  heart-bluid, 
They  would  sink  a'  their  souls  to  hell. 

2  Johnny  Cock  has  gotten  word  of  this, 

And  he  is  wondrous  keen ; 

He['s]  custan  off  the  red  scarlet, 

And  on  the  Linkum  green. 

3  And  he  is  ridden  oer  muir  and  muss, 

And  over  mountains  high, 
Till  he  came  to  yon  wan  water, 
And  there  Johnny  Cock  did  lie. 

4  They  have  ridden  oer  muir  and  muss, 

And  over  mountains  high, 
Till  they  met  wi'  an  old  palmer, 
Was  walking  along  the  way. 

5  *  What  news,  what  news,  old  palmer  ? 

What  news  have  you  to  me  ? ' 
'  Yonder  is  one  of  the  proudest  wed  sons 
That  ever  my  eyes  did  see.' 


6  He  's  taen  out  a  horn  from  his  side, 
And  he  blew  both  loud  and  shrill, 
Till  a'  the  fifteen  foresters 

Heard  Johnny  Cock  blaw  his  horn. 


7  They  have  sworn  a  bluidy  oath, 

And  they  swore  all  in  one, 
That  there  was  not  a  man  among  them  a' 
Would  blaw  such  a  blast  as  yon. 

8  And  they  have  ridden  oer  muir  and  muss, 

And  over  mountains  high, 
Till  they  came  to  yon  wan  water, 
Where  Johnny  Cock  did  lie. 

9  They  have  shotten  little  Johnny  Cock, 

A  little  above  the  ee  : 

'  For  doing  the  like  to  me. 

10  '  There  's  not  a  wolf  in  a'  the  wood 

Woud  '  ha '  done  the  like  to  me  ; 
'She  'd  ha '  dipped  her  foot  in  coll  water, 

And  strinkled  above  my  ee, 
And  if  I  would  not  have  waked  for  that, 

'  She  'd  ha '  gane  and  let  me  be. 

11  '  But  fingers  five,  come  here,  [come  here,] 

And  faint  heart  fail  me  nought, 
And  silver  strings,  value  me  sma  things, 
Till  I  get  alf  this  vengeance  rowght ! ' 

12  He  ha[s]  shot  a'  the  fifteen  foresters, 

Left  never  a  one  but  one, 
And  he  broke  the  ribs  a  that  ane's  side, 
And  let  him  take  tiding  home. 

13  ' ...  a  bird  in  a'  the  wood 

Could  sing  as  I  could  say, 
It  would  go  in  to  my  mother's  bower, 
And  bid  her  kiss  me,  and  take  me  away.' 


114.    JOHNIE  COCK 


C 


Pieces  of  Ancient  Poetry  from  Unpublished  Manuscripts 
and  Scarce  Books,  Bristol,  1814,  p.  51. 

1  JOHNNY  COCK,  in  a  May  morning, 

Sought  water  to  wash  his  hands, 
And  he  is  awa  to  louse  his  dogs, 
That 's  tied  wi  iron  bans. 
That 's  tied  wi  iron  bans 

2  His  coat  it  is  of  the  light  Lincum  green, 

And  his  breiks  are  of  the  same ; 
His  shoes  are  of  the  American  leather, 
Silver  buckles  tying  them. 

3  '  He '  hunted  up,  and  so  did  '  he '  down, 

Till '  he '  came  to  yon  bush  of  scrogs, 
And  then  to  yon  wan  water, 
"Where  he  slept  among  his  dogs. 


4  Johnny  Cock  out-shot  a'  the  foresters, 
And  out-shot  a  the  three ; 


Out  shot  a'  the  foresters, 

Wounded  Johnny  aboun  the  bree. 

5  '  Woe  be  to  you,  foresters, 

And  an  ill  death  may  you  die  ! 
For  there  would  not  a  wolf  in  a'  the  wood 
Have  done  the  like  to  me. 

6  '  For  '  't  would  ha '  put  its  foot  in  the  coll  water 

And  ha  strinkled  it  on  my  bree, 
And  gin  that  would  not  have  done, 
Would  have  gane  and  lett  me  be. 

7  '  I  often  took  to  my  mother 

The  dandoo  and  the  roe, 
But  now  I  '1  take  to  my  mother 
Much  sorrow  and  much  woe. 


8 


'  I  often  took  to  my  mother 
The  dandoo  and  the  hare, 

But  now  I  '1  take  to  my  mother 
Much  sorrow  and  much  care.' 


Kinloch's  annotated  copy  of  his  Ancient  Scottish  Ballads, 
p.  38  bis :  a  West- Country  version. 

1  UP  Johnie  raise  in  a  May  morning, 

Calld  for  water  to  wash  his  hands, 
And  he  has  calld  for  his  gude  gray  hunds, 
That  lay  bund  in  iron  bands,     bands 
That  lay  bund  in  iron  bands 

2  *  Ye  '11  busk,  ye  '11  busk  my  noble  dogs, 

Ye  '11  busk  and  mak  them  boun, 
For  I  'm  going  to  the  Braidscaur  hill, 
To  ding  the  dun  deer  doun.' 

3  Whan  Johnie's  mither  gat  word  o  that, 

On  the  very  bed  she  lay, 
Says,  Johnie,  for  my  malison, 
I  pray  ye  at  hame  to  stay. 

4  Your  meat  sail  be  of  the  very,  very  best, 

Your  drink  sail  be  the  same, 
And  ye  will  win  your  mither's  benison, 
Gin  ye  wad  stay  at  hame. 

5  But  Johnie  has  cast  aff  the  black  velvet, 

And  put  on  the  Lincoln!  twine, 


And  he  is  on  to  gude  greenwud, 
As  fast  as  he  could  gang. 

6  His  mither's  counsel  he  wad  na  tak, 

He  's  aff,  and  left  the  toun, 
He  's  aff  unto  the  Braidscaur  hill, 
To  ding  the  dun  deer  doun. 

7  Johnie  lookit  east,  and  Johnie  lookit  west, 

And  he  lookit  aneath  the  sun, 
And  there  he  spied  the  dun  deer  sleeping, 
Aneath  a  buss  o  whun. 

8  Johnie  shot,  and  the  dun  deer  lap, 

And  he 's  scaithed  him  in  the  side, 
And  atween  the  water  and  the  wud 
He  laid  the  dun  deer's  pride. 

9  They  ate  sae  meikle  o  the  venison, 

And  drank  sae  meikle  o  the  blude, 
That  Johnie  and  his  twa  gray  hunds 
Fell  asleep  in  yonder  wud. 

10  By  there  cam  a  silly  auld  man, 
And  a  silly  auld  man  was  he, 
And  he  's  aff  to  the  proud  foresters, 
As  fast  as  he  could  dree. 


6 


114.    JOHNIE  COCK 


11  '  What  news,  what  news,  my  silly  auld  man  ? 

What  news  ?  come  tell  to  me : ' 
*  I  heard  na  news,  I  speird  na  news 
But  what  my  een  did  see. 

12  •  As  I  cam  in  by  Braidisbauks, 

And  doun  amang  the  whuns, 
The  bonniest  youngster  eer  I  saw 
Lay  sleepin  amang  his  hunds. 

13  '  His  cheeks  war  like  the  roses  red, 

His  neck  was  like  the  snaw  ; 
His  sark  was  o  the  holland  fine, 
And  his  jerkin  lac'd  fu  braw.' 

14  Up  bespak  the  first  forester, 

The  first  forester  of  a' : 
O  this  is  Johnie  o  Cockerslee ; 
Come  draw,  lads,  we  maun  draw. 

15  Up  bespak  the  niest  forester, 

The  niest  forester  of  a' : 
An  this  be  Johnie  o  Cockerslee, 
To  him  we  winna  draw. 


16  The  first  shot  that  they  did  shoot, 

They  wotindit  him  on  the  bree ;  , 
Up  bespak  the  uncle's  son, 
'  The  niest  will  gar  him  die.' 

1J  The  second  shot  that  eer  they  shot, 

It  scaithd  him  near  the  heart ; 
'  I  only  wauken,'  Johnie  cried, 
'  Whan  first  I  find  the  smart. 

18  *  Stand  stout,  stand  stout,  my  noble  dogs, 

Stand  stout,  and  dinna  flee  ; 
Stand  fast,  stand  fast,  my  gude  gray  hunds, 
And  we  will  gar  them  die.' 

19  He  has  killed  six  o  the  proud  foresters, 

And  wounded  the  seventh  sair : 
He  laid  his  leg  out  owre  his  steed, 
Says,  I  will  kill  na  mair. 

20  '  Oh  wae  befa  thee,  silly  auld  man, 

An  ill  death  may  thee  dee  ! 

Upon  thy  head  be  a'  this  blude, 

For  mine,  I  ween,  is  free.' 


E 

Kinloch's  MSS,  VII,  29 :  from  recitation  in  the  North 
Country. 

1  JOHNTE  rose  up  in  a  May  morning, 

Calld  for  water  to  wash  his  hands, 
And  he  has  calld  for  his  gud  gray  hunds, 
That  lay  bund  in  iron  bands,     bands 
That  lay  bund  in  iron  bands 

2  '  Ye  '11  busk,  ye  '11  busk  my  noble  dogs, 

Ye  '11  busk  and  mak  them  boun, 
For  I  'm  gaing  to  the  Broadspear  hill, 
To  ding  the  dun  deer  doun.' 

3  Whan  Johnie's  mither  heard  o  this, 

She  til  her  son  has  gane  : 
'  Ye  '11  win  your  mither's  benison, 
Gin  ye  wad  stay  at  hame. 

4  '  Your  meat  sail  be  o  the  very,  very  best, 

And  your  drink  o  the  finest  wine  ; 
And  ye  will  win  your  mither's  benison, 
Gin  ye  wad  stay  at  hame.' 


5  His  mither's  counsel  he  wad  na  tak, 

Nor  wad  he  stay  at  hame  ; 
But  he  's  on  to  the  Broadspear  hill, 
To  ding  the  dun  deer  doun. 

6  Johnie  lookit  east,  and  Johnie  lookit  west, 

And  a  little  below  the  sun, 
And  there  he  spied  the  dun  deer  lying  sleeping, 
Aneath  a  buss  o  brume. 

• 

7  Johnie  shot,  and  the  dun  deer  lap, 

And  he  has  woundit  him  in  the  side, 
And  atween  the  water  and  the  wud 
He  laid  the  dun  deer's  pride. 

8  They  ate  sae  meikle  o  the  venison, 

And  drank  sae  meikle  o  the  blude, 
That  Johnie  and  his  twa  gray  hunds 
Fell  asleep  in  yonder  wud. 

9  By  there  cam  a  silly  auld  man, 

A  silly  auld  man  was  he, 
And  he  's  aff  to  the  proud  foresters, 
To  tell  what  he  did  see. 


114.    JOHNIE  COCK 


10  '  What  news,  what  news,  my  silly  auld  man, 

What  news  ?  come  tell  to  me  : ' 
'  Na  news,  na  news/  said  the  silly  auld  man, 
'  But  what  mine  een  did  see. 

11  '  As  I  cam  in  by  yon  greenwud, 

And  doun  amang  the  scrogs, 
The  bonniest  youth  that  ere  I  saw 
Lay  sleeping  atween  twa  dogs. 

12  '  The  sark  that  he  had  on  his  back 

Was  o  the  Holland  sma, 
And  the  coat  that  he  had  on  his  back 
Was  laced  wi  gowd  fu  braw.' 

13  Up  bespak  the  first  forester, 

The  first  forester  ava : 
'  An  this  be  Johnie  o  Cocklesmuir, 
It 's  time  we  war  awa.' 


14  Up  bespak  the  niest  forester, 

The  niest  forester  ava  : 
'  An  this  be  Johnie  o  Cocklesmuir, 
To  him  we  winna  draw.' 

15  The  first  shot  that  they  did  shoot, 

They  woundit'him  on  the  thie  ; 
Up  bespak  the  uncle's  son, 
The  niest  will  gar  him  die. 

16  '  Stand  stout,  stand  stout,  my  noble  dogs, 

Stand  stout,  and  dinna  flee  ; 
Stand  fast,  stand  fast,  my  gude  gray  hunds, 
And  we  will  mak  them  dee.' 

17  He  has  killed  six  o  the  proud  foresters, 

And  he  has  woundit  the  seventh  sair  ; 
He  laid  his  leg  out  oure  his  steed, 
Says,  I  will  kill  na  mair. 


P 

Scott's  Minstrelsy,  I,  59,  1802;  made  tip  from  several 
different  copies.     Nithsdale. 

1  JOHNIE  rose  up  in  a  May  morning, 

Called  for  water  to  wash  his  hands : 
'  Gar  loose  to  me  the  gude  graie  dogs, 
That  are  bound  wi  iron  bands.' 

2  When  Johnie's  mother  gat  word  o  that, 

Her  hands  for  dule  she  wrang  : 
'  0  Johnie,  for  my  bennison, 
To  the  grenewood  dinna  gang ! 

3  '  Enough  ye  hae  o  the  gude  wheat-bread, 

And  eneugh  o  the  blude-red  wine, 
.    And  therefore  for  nae  vennison,  Johnie, 
I  pray  ye,  stir  frae  hame.' 

4  But  Johnie  's  buskt  up  his  gude  bend  bow, 

His  arrows,  ane  by  ane, 
And  he  has  gane  to  Durrisdeer, 
To  hunt  the  dun  deer  down. 

5  As  he  came  down  by  Merriemass, 

And  in  by  the  benty  line, 
There  has  he  espied  a  deer  lying, 
Aneath  a  bush  of  ling. 

6  Johnie  he  shot,  and  the  dun  deer  lap, 

And  he  wounded  her  on  the  side, 


But  atween  the  water  and  the  brae, 
His  hounds  they  laid  her  pride. 

7  And  Johnie  has  bryttled  the  deer  sae  weel 

That  he  's  had  out  her  liver  and  lungs, 
And  wi  these  he  has  feasted  his  bludey  hounds 
As  if  they  had  been  erl's  sons. 

8  They  eat  sae  much  o  the  vennison, 

And  drank  sae  much  o  the  blude, 

That  Johnie  and  a'  his  bludey  hounds 

Fell  asleep  as  they  had  been  dead. 

9  And  by  there  came  a  silly  auld  carle, 

An  ill  death  mote  he  die ! 
For  he  's  awa  to  Hislinton, 

Where  the  Seven  Foresters  did  lie. 

10  '  What  news,  what  news,  ye  gray-headed  carle  ? 

What  news  bring  ye  to  me  ?  ' 
'  I   bring   nae    news,'   said    the    gray-headed 

carle, 
'  Save  what  these  eyes  did  see. 

11  '  As  I  came  down  by  Merriemass, 

And  down  amang  the  scroggs, 

The  bonniest  childe  that  ever  I  saw 

Lay  sleeping  amang  his  dogs. 

12  '  The  shirt  that  was  upon  his  back 

Was  o  the  holland  fine  ; 


8 


114.    JOHNIE  COCK 


The  doublet  which  was  over  that 
Was  o  the  Lincome  twine. 

13  '  The  buttons  that  were  on  his  sleeve 

Were  o  the  gowd  sae  gude  ; 
The  gude  graie  hounds  he  lay  amang, 
Their  mouths  were  dyed  wi  blude.' 

14  Then  out  and  spak  the  first  forester, 

The  heid  man  ower  them  a' : 
If  this  be  Johnie  o  Breadislee, 
Nae  nearer  will  we  draw. 

15  But  up  and  spak  the  sixth  forester, 

His  sister's  son  was  he : 
If  this  be  Johnie  o  Breadislee, 
We  soon  shall  gar  him  die. 

16  The  first  flight  of  arrows  the  foresters  shot, 

They  wounded  him  on  the  knee ; 
And  out  and  spak  the  seventh  forester, 
The  next  will  gar  him  die. 

17  Johnie  's  set  his  back  against  an  aik, 

His  fute  against  a  stane, 
And  he  has  slain  the  Seven  Foresters, 
He  has  slain  them  a'  but  ane. 

18  He  has  broke  three  ribs  in  that  ane's  side, 

But  and  his  collar  bane  ; 
He  's  laid  him  twa-fald  ower  bis  steed, 
Bade  him  carry  the  tidings  hame. 

19  '  O  is  there  na  a  bonnie  bird 

Can  sing  as  I  can  say, 


Could  flee  away  to  my  mother's  bower, 
And  tell  to  fetch  Johnie  away  ? '  - 

20  The   starling  flew  to    his   mother's   window- 

stane, 

It  whistled  and  it  sang, 
And  aye  the  ower-word  o  the  tune 
Was,  Johnie  tarries  lang ! 

21  They  made  a  rod  o  the  hazel-bush, 

Another  o  the  slae-thorn  tree, 
And  mony,  mony  were  the  men 
At  fetching  our  Johnie. 

22  Then  out  and  spake  his  auld  mother,  , 

And  fast  her  teirs  did  fa ; 
Ye  wad  nae  be  warnd,  my  son  Johnie, 
Frae  the  hunting  to  bide  awa. 

23  '  Aft  hae  I  brought  to  Breadislee 

The  less  gear  and  the  mair, 
But  I  neer  brought  to  Breadislee 
What  grieved  my  heart  sae  sair. 

24  '  But  wae  betide  that  silly  auld  carle, 

An  ill  death  shall  he  die ; 
For  the  highest  tree  on  Merriemass 
Shall  be  his  morning's  fee.? 

25  Now  Johnie's  gude  bend  bow  is  broke, 

And  his  gude  graie  dogs  are  slain, 
And  his  bodie  lies  dead  in  Durrisdeer, 
And  his  hunting  it  is  done. 


G 


Harris  MS.,  fol.  25  :  from  Mrs  Harris's  recitation. 

1  JOHNNIE  BRAD,  on  a  May  mornin, 

Called  for  water  to  wash  his  hands, 
An  there  he  spied  his  twa  blude-hounds, 
Waur  bound  in  iron  bands,     bands 
Waur  bound  in  iron  bands 
* 

2  Johnnie 's  taen  his  gude  bent  bow, 

Bot  an  his  arrows  kene, 
An  strippit  himsel  o  the  scarlet  red,       % 
An  put  on  the  licht  Lincoln  green. 

3  Up  it  spak  Johnnie's  mither, 

An'  a  wae,  wae  woman  was  she : 


I  beg  you  bide  at  hame,  Johnnie,* 
I  pray  be  ruled  by  me. 

4  Baken  bread  ye  sail  nae  lack, 

An  wine  you  sail  lack  nane  ; 
Oh  Johnnie,  for  my  benison, 
I  beg  you  bide  at  hame ! 

5  He  has  made  a  solemn  aith, 

Atween  the  sun  an  the  mune, 
That  he  wald  gae  to  the  gude  green  wood, 
The  dun  deer  to  ding  doon. 

6  He  luiket  east,  he  luiket  wast, 

An  in  below  the  sun, 
An  there  he  spied  the  dun  deer, 
Aneath  a  bush  o  brume. 


114.    JOHNIE  COCK 


9 


7  The  firsten  shot  that  Johnnie  shot, 

He  wounded  her  in  the  side ; 
The  nexten  shot  that  Johnnie  shot, 
I  wat  he  laid  her  pride. 

8  He  's  eaten  o  the  venison, 

An  drunken  o  the  blude, 
Until  he  fell  as  sound  asleep 
As  though  he  had  been  dead. 

9  Bye  there  cam  a  silly  auld  man, 

And  a  silly  auld  man  was  he, 
An  he  's  on  to  the  Seven  Foresters, 
As  fast  as  he  can  flee. 


10  '  As  I  cam  in  by  yonder  haugh, 

An  in  among  the  scroggs, 
The  bonniest  boy  that  ere  I  saw 
Lay  sleepin  atween  his  dogs.' 


11  The  firsten  shot  that  Johnnie  shot, 

He  shot  them  a'  but  ane, 
An  he  flang  him  owre  a  milk-white  steed, 
Bade  him  bear  tidings  hame. 


Buchan's  MSS,  I,  82 ;  Dixon,  Scottish  Traditional  Ver- 
sions of  Ancient  Ballads,  p.  77,  Percy  Society,  vol.  xvii. 

1  JOHNNIE  raise  up  in  a  May  morning, 

Calld  for  water  to  wash  his  hands, 
And  he 's  commant  his  bluidy  dogs 

To  be  loosd  frae  their  iron  bands,     bands 
To  be  loosd  frae  their  iron  bands 

2  '  Win  up,  win  up,  my  bluidy  dogs, 

Win  up,  and  be  unbound, 
And  we  will  on  to  Bride's  Braidmuir, 
And  ding  the  dun  deer  down.' 

3  When  his  mother  got  word  o  that, 

Then  she  took  bed  and  lay ; 
Says,  Johnnie,  my  son,  for  my  blessing, 
Ye  '11  stay  at  hame  this  day. 

» 

4  There 's  baken  bread  and  brown  ale 

[  -C       Shall  be  at  your  command ; 

Ye  '11  win  your  mither's  blythe  blessing, 
To  the  Bride's  Braidmuir  nae  gang. 

5  Mony  are  my  friends,  mither, 

Though  thousands  were  my  foe ; 
Betide  me  life,  betide  me  death, 
To  the  Bride's  Braidmuir  I  '11  go. 

6  The  sark  that  was  on  Johnnie's  back 

Was  o  the  cambric  fine ;. 
The  belt  that  was  around  his  middle 
Wi  pearlins  it  did  shine. 


7  The  coat  that  was  upon  his  back 

Was  o  the  linsey  brown  ; 
And  he  's  awa  to  the  Bride's  Braidmuir, 
To  ding  the  dun  deer  down. 

8  Johnnie  lookd  east,  Johnnie  lookd  west, 

And  turnd  him  round  and  round, 
And  there  he  saw  the  king's  dun  deer, 
Was  cowing  the  bush  o  brune. 

9  Johnnie  shot,  and  the  dun  deer  lap, 

He  wounded  her  in  the  side  ; 
Between  him  and  yon  burnie-bank, 
Johnnie  he  laid  her  pride. 

10  He  ate  sae  muckle  o  the  venison, 

He  drank  sae  muckle  bleed, 
Till  he  lay  down  between  his  hounds, 
And  slept  as  he  'd  been  dead. 

11  But  by  there  came  a  stane-auld  man, 

An  ill  death  mat  he  dee  ! 
For  he  is  on  to  the  Seven  Foresters, 
As  fast  as  gang  could  he. 

12  *  What  news,  what  news,  ye  stane-auld  man? 

What  news  hae  ye  brought  you  wi  ?  ' 
'  Nae  news,  nae  news,  ye  seven  foresters, 
But  what  your  eyes  will  see. 

13  '  As  I  gaed  i  yon  rough  thick  hedge, 

Amang  yon  bramly  scroggs, 
The  fairest  youth  that  eer  I  saw 
Lay  sleeping  between  his  dogs. 


10 


114.    JOHNIE   COCK 


14  *  The  sark  that  was  upon  his  back 

Was  o  the  cambric  fine  ; 
The  belt  that  was  around  his  middle 
Wi  pearlins  it  did  shine.' 

15  Then  out  it  speaks  the  first  forester  : 

Whether  this  be  true  or  no, 
O  if  it 's  Johnnie  o  Cocklesmuir, 
Nae  forder  need  we  go. 

16  Out  it  spake  the  second  forester, 

A  fierce  fellow  was  he : 
Betide  me  life,  betide  me  death, 
This  youth  we  '11  go  and  see. 

17  As  they  gaed  in  yon  rough  thick  hedge, 

And  down  yon  forest  gay, 
They  came  to  that  very  same  place 
Where  John  o  Cockis  he  lay. 

18  The  first  an  shot  they  shot  at  him, 

They  wounded  him  in  the  thigh ; 
Out  spake  the  first  forester's  son  : 
By  the  next  shot  he  maun  die. 

19  '  O  stand  ye  true,  my  trusty  bow, 

And  stout  steel  never  fail ! 


Avenge  me  now  on  all  my  foes, 
Who  have  my  life  i  bail.' 

20  Then  Johnnie  killd  six  foresters, 

And  wounded  the  seventh  sair  ; 
Then  drew  a  stroke  at  the  stane-auld  man, 
That  words  he  neer  spake  mair. 

21  His  mother's  parrot  in  window  sat, 

She  whistled  and  she  sang, 
And  aye  the  owerturn  o  the  note, 
*  Young  Johnnie  's  biding  lang.' 

22  When  this  reached  the  king's  own  ears, 

It  grievd  him  wondrous  sair ; 
Says,  I  'd  rather  they  'd  hurt  my  subjects  all 
Than  Johnnie  o  Cocklesmuir. 

23  '  But  where  are  all  my  wall-wight  men, 

That  I  pay  meat  and  fee, 
Will  gang  the  morn  to  Johnnie's  castle, 
See  how  the  cause  may  be.' 

24  Then  he  's  calld  Johnnie  up  to  court, 

Treated  him  handsomelie, 
And  now  to  hunt  in  the  Bride's  Braidmuir, 
For  life  has  license  free. 


Motherwell's  Minstrelsy,  p.  23. 

1  JOHNTE  rose  up  in  a  May  morning, 

Called  for  water  to  wash  his  hands,    hands 
And  he  is  awa  to  Braidisbanks,        4 
To  ding  the  dun  deer  down,     down 
To  ding  the  dun  deer  down 

2  Johnie  lookit  east,  and  Jolmie  lookit  west, 

And  it 's  lang  before  the  sun, 
And  there  he  did  spy  the  dun  deer  lie, 
Beneath  a  bush  of  brume. 

3  Johnie  shot,  and  the  dun  deer  lap, 

And  he  's  woundit  her  in  the  side  ; 
Out  then  spake  his  sister's  son, 
'  And  the  neist  will  lay  her  pride.' 


4  They  've  eaten  sae  meikle  o  the  gude  venison, 
And    they've    drunken  sae   muckle   o  the 

blude, 

That  they  've  fallen  into  as  sound  a  sleep 
As  gif  that  they  were  dead. 


5  <  It 's  doun,  and  it 's  doun,  and  it 's  doun,  doun, 

And  it 's  doun  amang  the  scrogs, 
And  there  ye  '11  espy  twa  bonnie  boys  lie, 
Asleep  amang  their  dogs.' 


6  They  waukened  Johnie  out  o  his  sleep, 

And  he  's  drawn  to  him  his  coat : 
*  My  fingers  five,  save  me  alive, 
And  a  stout  heart  fail  me  not ! ' 


114.    JOHNIE   COCK 


11 


Chambers's  Scottish  Ballads,  p.  181,  stanzas  13,  16,  17, 
21,  2'2,  23,  26:  from  the  recitation  of  a  lady  resident  at 
Peebles. 

1  His  coat  was  o  the  scarlet  red, 

His  vest  was  o  the  same  ; 
His  stockings  were  o  the  worset  lace, 
And  buckles  tied  to  the  same. 

2  Out  then  spoke  one,  out  then  spoke  two, 

Out  then  spoke  two  or  three  ; 
Out  spoke  the  master  forester, 
1  It 's  Johnie  o  Braidislee. 

3  *  If  this  be  true,  thou  silly  auld  man, 

Which  you  tell  unto  me, 
Five  hundred  pounds  of  yearly  rent 
It  shall  not  pay  your  fee.' 


4  '  0  wae  be  to  you  seven  foresters ! 

I  wonder  ye  dinna  think  shame, 
You  being  seven  sturdy  men, 
And  I  but  a  man  my  lane. 

5  '  Now  fail  me  not,  my  ten  fingers, 

That  are  both  long  and  small ! 
Now  fail  me  not,  my  noble  heart ! 
For  in  thee  I  trust  for  all. 

6  '  Now  fail  me  not,  my  good  bend  bow, 

That  was  in  London  coft ! 
Now  fail  me  not,  my  golden  string, 
Which  my  true  lover  wrocht ! ' 


7  He  has  tossed  him  up,  he  has  tossed  him  doun, 

He  has  broken  his  collar-bone  ; 
He  has  tied  him  to  his  bridle  reins, 
Bade  him  carry  the  tidings  home. 


Finlay's  Scottish  Ballads,  I,  xxxi. 

'  THEKE  's  no  a  bird  in  a'  this  f oreste 

Will  do  as  meikle  for  me 
As  dip  its  wing  in  the  wan  water 

An  straik  it  on  my  ee-bree.' 


Harris  MS.,  foL  25  b. 

BUT  aye  at  ilka  ae  mile's  end 

She  fand  a  cat  o  clay, 
An  written  upon  the  back  o  it 

'  Tak  your  son  Johnnie  Brod  away.' 


M 


Reminiscences  by  Thomas  Carlyle,  II,  171, 1881,  Froude's 
Life  of  Carlyle,  II, '416,  1882,  completed  by  a  communica- 
tion of  Mr  Macmath :  as  sung  by  Carlyle's  mother. 


'O  BUSK  ye,   O  busk  ye,   my   three  bluidy 
hounds, 

0  busk,  and  go  with  me,  me, 
For  there  's  seven  foresters  in  yon  forest, 

And  them  I  want  to  see.'     see 

And  them  I  want  to  see 


A.    *  The  Seven  Forsters  at  Pickeram  Side  '  is  a 

title  supplied  by  Percy. 
63.  I  wun  is  added  by  Percy,  at  the  end. 
7*,  178.  one  water. 

151.  Oh.     19*.  bord  words,  or  bood  words. 
B  follows  O  in  Fry  without  a  break.      Words  dis- 
tinguished by  ' '  in  B,  C  are  emendations  or 


C. 
D. 


additions  of  Fry.  4,  5  come  between  12  and 
13. 

I1,  braid  alow.  101.  the  word.   10s.  would  have. 

II2.  hearted.     13*.  bows. 

4s.  Out-shot. 

"  There  is  a  West-Country  version  of  this  bal- 
lad, under  the  title  of  Johnie  of  Cockerslee, 


12 


115.     BOBYN  AND  GANDELEYN 


differing  very  little  from  the  present.  The 
variations  in  the  reading  I  have  marked  at 
their  respective  places."  Kinloch,  Assum- 
ing that  Kinloch  has  given  all  the  varia- 
tions (which  include  six  entire  stanzas),  the 
West-Country  version  is  reproduced  by  com- 
bining  these  readings  with  so  much  of  the 
other  copy,  Kinloch1 s  Ancient  Scottish  Sal- 
lads,  p.  38,  05  did  not  vary.  15s.  Kinloch 
neglected  to  alter  Cocklesmuir  here. 

B.  6*.  lying  is  struck  through,  probably  to  im- 
prove the  metre.  Kinloch  made  two  slight 
changes  in  printing. 

H.   51.  Mony  ane.  (?)     91.  Johnnie  lap :  probably 

an  error  of  the  copyist. 
9»,  18*.  wound  :  cf.  202. 
21*.  bidding. 

Dixon  has  changed  stane-auld  to  silly-auld  in 
II1,  121,  20s ;  Cockis  to  Cockl's  in  17* ;  and 
has  Scotticised  the  spelling. 

L  MotherweU  notes  a  stanza  as  wanting  after  3, 
*077ie  stanzas  as  wanting  after  4,  5. 

J.  "  The  version  of  the  ballad  here  given  is  partly 
copied  from  those  printed  in  the  Border 
Minstrelsy  and  in  the  publications  of  Messrs 
Kinloch  and  MotherweU,  and  is  partly  taken 
from  the  recitation  of  a  lady  resident  at 
Peebles  and  from  a  manuscript  copy  sub- 


mitted to  me  by  Mr  Kinloch.  The  twelfth, 
thirteenth,  fourteenth,  sixteenth,  seventeenth, 
twenty-first,  twenty-second,  twenty-third, 
twenty-sixth,  and  twenty-seventh  stanzas  are 
here  printed  for  the  first  time."  Chambers. 
The  \kth  stanza  had  been  printed  by  Scott, 
F 12  ;  the  23d,  repeated  here  (6),  by  Pinker-, 
ton  ;  the  27th  is  D  20.  The  first  half  of  the 
Vlih  is  D  131-  *,  and  the  remainder  Cham- 
bers's  own :  compare  his  11  and  P  11,/rom 
which  it  seems  to  have  been  made. 

L.  "  I  have  heard  another  version,  where  Johnnie 
is  slain  and  thrown  '  owre  a  milk-white 
steed.'  News  is  sent  to  Johnnie's  mother, 
who  flies  to  her  son ;  But  aye  at  ilka  ae 
mile's  end,  etc." 

M.  "While  she  [Carlyle's  mother]  was  at  Craigen- 
puttock,  I  made  her  train  me  to  two  song- 
tunes  ;  and  we  often  sang  them  together,  and 
tried  them  often  again  in  coming  down  into 
Annandale."  The  last  half  of  the  stanza  is 
cited.  Letter  of  T.  Carlyle,  May  18, 1834, 
in  Froude's  Life,  1795-1835,  II,  335. 
"  Mrs  Aitken,  sister  of  T.  Carlyle,  sent  me 
[January  15,  1884]  the  first  two  lines  to 
complete  the  stanza  of  this  Johny  Cock,  but 
can  call  up  no  more  of  the  ballad."  Letter 
of  Mr  Macmath. 


115 
ROBYN  AND  GANDELEYN 

Sloane  MS.,  2593,  foL  14  b,  British  Museum. 


FEINTED  by  Ritson,  Ancient  Songs,  1790, 
p.  48,  and  by  Thomas  Wright,  Songs  and 
Carols  (selected  from  the  Sloane  MS.),  No  X, 
London,  1836,  and  again  in  his  edition  of  the 
whole  MS.  for  the  Warton  Club,  1856,  p.  42. 
The  manuscript  is  put  at  about  1450. 

Wright  remarks  on  the  similarity  of  the 
name  Gandelyn  to  Gamelyn  in  the  tale  as- 


signed to  the  Cook  in  some  manuscripts  of  the 
Canterbury  Tales,  and  on  the  resemblance  of 
the  tale  of  Gamelyn  to  Robin  Hood  story. 
But  he  could  hardly  have  wished  to  give  the 
impression  that  Robin  in  this  ballad  is  Robin 
Hood.  This  he  no  more  is  than  John  in  the 
ballad  which  precedes  is  Little  John ;  though 
Gandelyn  is  as  true  to  his  master  as  Little 


115.  ROBYN  AND  GANDELEYN 


13 


John  is,  and  is  pronounced  to  be  by  the  king, 
in  *  Robin  Hood  and  the  Monk.'  Ritson  gave 
the  ballad  the  title  of  '  Robin  Lyth,'  looking 
on  the  '  lyth '  of  the  burden  as  the  hero's  sur- 
name ;  derived  perhaps  from  the  village  of 
Lythe,  two  or  three  miles  to  the  north  of 
Whitby.  A  cave  on  the 'north  side  of  the 
promontory  of  Flamborough,  called  Robin 
Lyth's  Hole  (popularly  regarded  as  the  strong- 
hold of  a  pirate),  may  have  been,  Ritson 
thinks,  one  of  the  skulking-places  of  the  Robin 


who  fell  by  the  shaft  of  Wrennok.  "  Robin 
Hood,"  he  adds,  "  had  several  such  in  those 
and  other  parts ;  and,  indeed,  it  is  not  very 
improbable  that  our  hero  had  been  formerly  in 
the  suite  of  that  gallant  robber,  and,  on  his 
master's  death,  had  set  up  for  himself." 
Thought  is  free. 

Translated  by  Grundtvig,  Engelske  og  skot- 
ske  Folkeviser,  page  44,  No.  6. 


1  I  HEBDE  a  carpyng  of  a  clerk, 

Al  at  }one  wodes  ende, 
Of  gode  Robyn  and  Gandeleyn  ; 

Was  per  now  oper  ]>ynge. 
Robynw  lyth  in  grene  wode  bowndyw 

2  Stronge  theuys  wern  po  chylderiw  now, 

But  bowmew  gode  and  hende  ; 
He  wentyw  to  wode  to  getyw  hem  fleych, 
If  God  wold  it  hew  sende. 

3  Al  day  wewtyw  J>o  chylderiw  too, 

And  fleych  f  owndyw  he  now, 
Til  it  were  a-geyn  euyw ; 

J>e  chylderiw  wold  gow  horn. 

4  Half  aw  honderid  of  fat  falyf  der 

He  comyw  a-^on, 
And  alle  he  wern  f ayr  and  fat  i-now, 

But  markyd  was  ]>er  now : 
'  Be  dere  God,'  seyde  gode  Robyn, 

'  Here  of  we  xul  haue  on.' 

5  Robyw  bent  bis  joly  bowe, 

])er  in  he  set  a  flo  ; 
J>e  fattest  der  of  alle 
J>e  herte  he  clef  a  to. 

6  He  hadde  not  pe  der  i-flawe, 

Ne  half  out  of  pe  hyde, 
There  cam  a  schrewde  arwe  out  of  pe  west, 
J>at  felde  Robertas  pryde. 

7  Gandeleyn  lokyd  hyw  est  and  west, 

Be  euery  syde : 
'  Hoo  hat  myw  mayster  slayin  ? 

Ho  hat  dow  pis  dede  ? 
Xal  I  neuer  out  of  grene  wode  go 

Til  I  se  [his]  sydis  blede.' 


8  Gandeleyn  lokyd  bym  est  and  lokyd  west, 

And  sowt  vnder  pe  sunwe  ; 
He  saw  a  lytil  boy 

He  clepyw  Wrennok  of  Donne. 

9  A  good  bowe  in  his  bond, 

A  brod  arwe  per  ine, 
And  fowre  and  twenti  goode  arwys, 

Trusyd  in  a  prumme  : 
'  Be  war  pe,  war  pe,  Gandeleyn, 

Her-of  pu  xalt  haw  summe. 

10  '  Be  war  ]>e,  war  Jje,  Gawdeleyn, 

Her  of  ]m  gyst  plente  : ' 
*  Euer  on  for  aw  o]>er,'  seyde  Gandeleyn ; 
'  Mysauwter  baue  he  xal  fle. 

11  '  Qwer-at  xal  our  marke  be  ?  ' 

Seyde  Gandeleyn : 
'  Eueryche  at  opens  herte,' 
Seyde  Wrennok  ageyn. 

12  '  Ho  xal  $eue  J?e  ferste  schote  ? ' 

Seyde  Gawdeleyn : 
'  And  I  xul  jeue  }>e  on  be-forn,' 
Seyde  Wrennok  ageyn. 

13  Wrennok  schette  a  ful  good  schote, 

And  he  schet  not  to  bye ; 
J>row  pe  sawchopis  of  bis  bryk  ; 
It  towchyd  neyper  thye. 

14  '  Now  bast  pu  $ouyw  me  on  be-forn,' 

Al  pus  to  Wrennok  seyde  he, 
'  And  prow  pe  myjt  of  our  lady 
A  betters  I  xal  jeue  pe.' 

15  Gandeleyn  bent  his  goode  bowe, 

And  set  per  in  a  flo ; 


14 


116.    ADAM  BELL,  CLIM  OF  THE  CLOUGH,  AND  WILLIAM   OF  CLOUDESLY 


He  schet  prow  his  grene  certyl, 
His  herte  he  clef  on  too. 

16  *  Now  xalt  pu  neuer  jelpe,  Wrennok, 

At  ale  in1  at  wyn, 
pat  pu  hast  slawe  goode  Robyn, 
And  his  knaue  Gandeleyn. 


17  '  Now  xalt  pu  neuer  jelpe,  Wrennok, 

At  wyn  ne  at  ale, 
pat  pu  hast  slawe  goode  Robyn, 
And  Gandeleyw  his  knaue.' 

Robyn  lyjth  in  grene  wode  bowndyw 


Written  continuously,  without  division  of  stanzas 
or  verses.  The  burden,  put  after  1,  stands  at 
the  head  of  the  ballad. 

And  for  &  always.     I4,  gynge. 


4*.  I  now.     45.  Robyn  wanting/.    51.  went. 

7e.  Til.    9".  &  xx. '  102.  hir.    12".  }ewe.    12*.  seyd. 

148.  pu  myjt.     17*.  Gawdelyyn :  knawe. 

Last  line :  bowdyw. 


116 

ADAM   BELL,  CLIM   OF    THE    CLOUGH,  AND  WILLIAM   OF 

CLOUDESLY 


a.  Two  fragments,  stanzas  1134-1282,  161a-170,  of  an 
edition  by  John  Byddell,  London,  1536  :  Library  of 
the  University  of  Cambridge.* 

b.  A  fragment,  stanzas  538-lll8,  by  a  printer  not  iden- 
tified: formerly  in  the  possession  of  J.  Payne  Collier,  f 

c.  '  Adambel,  Clym  of  the  cloughe,  and  Wyllyam  of 
cloudesle,'  William   Copeland,   London    [1548-68] : 
British  Museum,  C.  21,  c.  644 


d.  '« Adam  Bell,  Clim  of  the  Clough,  and  William  of 
Cloudesle,'  James  Roberts,  London,  1G05  :   Bodleian 
Library,  C.  39,  Art.  Selden. 

e.  Another  edition  with  the  same  title-page:  Bodleian 
Library,  Malone,  299. 

f.  '  Adam  Bell,  Clime  of  the  Cloug[he],  and  William 
off  Cloudeslee,'  Percy  MS.,  p.  890:  British  Museum. 
Hales  and  Furnivall,  III,  76. 


4  ADAM  BELT,  *  is  licensed  to  John  Kynge 
in  the  Stationers'  Registers,  19  July,  1557- 
9  July,  1558 :  Arber,  I,  79.  Again,  among 
copies  which  were  Sampson  Awdeley's,  to 
John  Charlewood,  15  January,  1582;  and, 
among  copies  which  were  John  Charlwoode's, 
to  James  Robertes,  31  May,  1594  :  Arber,  II, 
405,  651.  Seven  reprints  of  the  seventeenth 

*  Colophon  :  [P]rynted  at  London,  in  Fletestrete,  at  [the 
si]gne  of  the  Sonne,  by  me  lohn  [By]ddell.  In  the  yere 
of  our  lord  god  m.ccccc.xxxvj.  The  seconde  daye  of  June, 
lohn  Byddell. 

Eight  lines  wanting:  120s'*;  121;  1683-*.  Mutilated  at 
the  beginning:  169;  170.  Mutilated  at  the  end:  1641; 
165*;  1671. 

t  Eleven  lines  wanting :  602. 3. 4;  67*;  681.2;  IQO*;    1044; 


century,  later  than  d,  are  noted  in  Mr  W.  C. 
Hazlitt's  Handbook,  p.  35. 

The  larger  part  of  a  has  been  reprinted  by 
Mr  F.  S.  Ellis,  in  his  catalogue  of  the  library 
of  Mr  Henry  Huth,  I,  128  f,  1880.§  b  was 
used  by  Mr  W.  C.  Hazlitt  for  his  edition  of 
the  ballad  in  Remains  of  the  Early  Popular 
Poetry  of  England,  II,  131.  ||  c  was  reprinted 

1051'2;  110*.  Mutilated  at  the  beginning:  61-641;  648-678; 
75*-831;  904-5-6;  96*;  1053-1103;  1111-2.  Mutilated  at  the 
end:  601;  1018;  1023;  1031;  1042-3.  Elsewhere:  972-3;  1041. 

t  Colophon.  Imprinted  at  London,  hi  Lothburye,  by 
Wyllyam  Copeland. 

§  "  Two  leaves,  discovered  in  the  pasteboard  or  fly-leaves 
of  a  book  received  from  abroad." 

||  b  was  kindly  copied  for  me  by  Mr  J.  P.  Collier  in  1857. 


116.    ADAM  BELL,   CLIM   OF  THE   CLOUGH,  AND  WILLIAM   OF  CLOUDESLY 


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by  Percy  in  his  Reliques,  1765,  I,  129,  with 
corrections  from  f ;  and  by  Ritson,  Pieces  of 
Ancient  Popular  Poetry,  1791,  p.  5,  with  the 
necessary  emendations  of  Copland's  somewhat 
faulty  text,  d  is  followed  by  a  Second  Part, 
described  by  Ritson,  in  temperate  terms,  as 
"  a  very  inferior  and  servile  production."  It 
is  here  given  (with  much  reluctance)  in  an 
Appendix. 

Adam  Bell,  Clim  of  the  Clough,  and  Wil- 
liam of  Cloudesly,  outlawed  for  breach  of  the 
game-laws,  swear  brotherhood,  and  betake 
themselves  to  Inglewood,  a  forest  adjacent  to 
Carlisle.  William  is  a  wedded  man,  and  one 
day  tells  his  brethren  that  he  means  to  go  to 
Carlisle  to  see  his  wife  and  children.  Adam 
would  not  advise  this,  lest  he  should  be  taken 
by  the  justice.  William  goes  to  Carlisle,  nev- 
ertheless, knocks  at  his  window,  and  is  admit- 
ted by  Alice,  his  wife,  who  tells  him  with  a 
sigh  that  the  place  has  been  beset  for  him  a 
half  year  and  more.  While  they  make  good 
cheer,  an  old  woman,  whom  William  had  kept 
seven  years  for  charity,  slips  out,  and  informs 
the  justice  that  William  is  come  to  town.* 
The  justice  and  the  sheriff  come  presently 
with  a  great  rout  to  take  William.  Man  and 
wife  defend  the  house  till  it  is  set  on  fire.  Wil- 
liam lets  his  wife  and  children  down  with 
sheets,  and  shoots  on  till  his  bowstring  is  burnt, 
then  runs  into  the  thick  of  his  foes  with 
sword  and  buckler,  but  is  felled  by  doors  and 
windows  thrown  on  him,  and  so  taken.  The 
sheriff  orders  the  gates  of  Carlisle  to  be  shut 
close,  and  sets  up  a  gallows  to  hang  William. 
A  boy,  friendly  to  the  family,  gets  out  at  a 
crevice  in  the  wall,  and  carries  word  to  Adam 
and  Clim,  who  instantly  set  out  for  the  res- 
cue. 

Adam  and  Clim  find  the  gates  shut  so  fast 
that  there  is  no  chance  of  getting  in  without 
a  stratagem.  Adam  has  a  fair  written  letter 
in  his  pocket :  they  will  make  the  porter  think 
that  they  have  the  king's  seal.  They  beat  on 
the  gate  till  the  porter  comes,  and  demand  to 

Mr  Collier  described  his  fragment  as  "  a  scrap  which  once 
formed  the  fly-leaf  of  a  book."  Hazliit  says  that  the  type  is 
clearly  older  than  Copland's,  and  very  like  Wynkyn  de 
Worde's. 


be  let  in  as  messengers  from  the  king  to  the  jus- 
tice. The  porter  demurs,  but  they  browbeat 
him  with  the  king's  seal ;  he  opens  the  gate  ; 
they  wring  his  neck  and  take  his  keys.  First 
bending  their  bows  and  looking  to  the  strings, 
they  make  for  the  market-place,  where  they 
find  Cloudesly  lying  in  a  cart,  on  the  point 
to  be  hanged.  William  sees  them,  and  takes 
hope.  Adam  makes  the  sheriff  his  mark,  Clim 
the  justice ;  both  fall,  deadly  wounded ;  the 
citizens  fly ;  the  outlaws  loose  Cloudesly's 
ropes.  William  wrings  an  axe  from  the  hand 
of  an  officer,  and  smites  on  every  side ;  Adam 
and  Clim  shoot  till  their  arrows  ire  gone,  then 
draw  their  swords.  Horns  are  blown,  and  the 
bells  rung  backwards ;  the  mayor  of  Carlisle 
comes  with  a  large  force,  and  the  fight  is  hot- 
ter than  ever.  But  all  for  naught,  for  the 
outlaws  get  to  the  gates,  and  are  soon  in  In- 
glewood, under  their  trysty-tree. 

Alice  had  come  to  Inglewood  to  make 
known  to  Adam  and  Clim  what  had  befallen 
her  husband,  but  naturally  had  not  found 
them,  since  they  were  already  gone  to  Wil- 
liam's rescue.  A  woman  is  heard  weeping, 
and  Cloudesly,  taking  a  turn  to  see  what  this 
may  mean,  comes  upon  his  wife  and  three 
boys.  Very  sad  she  is,  but  the  sight  of  her 
husband  makes  all  well.  Three  harts  are 
killed  for  supper,  and  William  gives  Alice  the 
best  for  standing  so  boldly  by  him.  The  out- 
laws determine  to  go  to  the  king  to  get  a  char- 
ter of  peace.  William  takes  his  eldest  son 
with  him,  leaving  Alice  and  the  two  younger 
at  a  nunnery.  The  three  brethren  make  their 
way  to  the  king's  presence,  without  leave  of 
porter  or  announcement  by  usher,  kneel  down 
and  hold  up  their  hands,  and  ask  grace  for 
having  slain  the  king's  deer.  The  king  in- 
quires their  names,  and  when  he  hears  who 
they  are  says  they  shall  all  be  hanged,  and  or- 
ders them  into  arrest.  Adam  Bell  once  more 
asks  grace,  since  they  have  come  to  the  king 
of  their  free  will,  or  else  that  they  may  go, 
with  such  weapons  as  they  have,  when  they 

*  This  old  woman  gives  the  title  '  Auld  Matrons '  to  a  bal- 
lad in  Buchan's  larger  collection,  II,  238,  in  which  kitchen- 
tradition  has  made  over  some  of  the  incidents  in  the  First 
Fit  of  Adam  Bell. 


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116.  ADAM  BELL,  CLIM  OF  THE  CLOUGH,  AND  WILLIAM  OF  CLOUDESLY 


will  ask  no  grace  in  a  hundred  years.  The 
king  replies  again  that  all  three  shall  be 
hanged.  Hereupon  the  queen  reminds  the 
king  that  when  she  was  wedded  he  had  prom- 
ise"d  to  grant  the  first  boon  she  should  ask ; 
she  had  hitherto  asked  nothing,  but  now  begs 
the  three  yeomen's  lives.  The  king  must 
needs  consent. 

Immediately  thereafter  comes  information 
that  the  outlaws  had  slain  the  justice  and 
the  sheriff,  the  mayor  of  Carlisle,  all  the  con- 
stables and  catchpolls,  the  sergeants  of  the 
law,  forty  foresters,  and  many  more.  This 
makes  the  king  so  sad  that  he  can  eat  no  more ; 
but  he  wishes  to  see  these  fellows  shoot  that 
have  wrought  all  this  woe.  The  king's  archers 
and  the  queen's  go  to  the  butts  with  the  three 
yeomen,  and  the  outlaws  hit  everything  that 
is  set  up.  Cloudesly  holds  the  butts  too  wide 
for  a  good  archer,  and  the  three  set  up  two 
hazel  rods,  twenty  score  paces  apart;  he  is  a 
good  archer,  says  Cloudesly,  that  cleaves  one 
of  these.  The  king  says  no  man  can  do  it ; 
but  Cloudesly  cleaves  the  wand.  The  king 
declares  him  the  best  archer  he  ever  saw. 
William  says  he  will  do  a  greater  mastery : 
he  will  lay  an  apple  on  his  son's  head  (a  boy 
of  seven),  and  split  it  in  two  at  six  score  paces. 
The  king  bids  him  make  haste  so  to  do :  if  he 
fail,  he  shall  be  hanged ;  and  if  he  touch  the 
boy,  the  outlaws  shall  be  hanged,  all  three. 
Cloudesly  ties  the  child  to  a  stake,  turning  its 
face  from  him,  sets  an  apple  on  its  head,  and, 
begging  the  people  to  remain  quiet,  cleaves 
the  apple  in  two.  The  king  gives  Cloudesly 
eighteen  pence  a  day  as  his  bowman,  and 
makes  him  chief  rider  over  the  North  Coun- 
try. The  queen  adds  twelve  pence,  makes  him 
a  gentleman  of  cloth  and  fee  and  his  two  bro- 
thers yeomen  of  her  chamber,  gives  the  boy 
a  place  in  her  wine-cellar,  and  appoints  Alice 
her  chief  gentlewoman  and  governess  of  her 
nursery.  The  yeomen  express  their  thanks, 
go  to  Rome  [to  some  bishop,  in  the  later 
copy]  to  be  absolved  of  their  sins,  live  the 
rest  of  their  lives  with  the  king,  and  die  good 
men,  all  three. 

The  rescue  of  Robin  Hood  by  Little  John 
and  Much  in  No  117,  sts  61-82,  has  a  general 


resemblance  to  the  rescue  of  Cloudesly  by 
Adam  and  Clim  in  this  ballad,  st.  52  ff.  The 
rescue  of  Will  Stutly  has  also  some  slight  sim- 
ilarity :  cf.  No  141,  sts  26-33,  and  70,  79-81,  of 
4  Adam  Bell.* 

The  shooting  of  an  apple  from  a  boy's  head, 
sts  151-62,  is,  as  is  well  known,  a  trait  in 
several  German  and  Norse  traditions,  and 
these  particular  feats,  as  well  as  everything 
resembling  them,  have  been  a  subject  of  eager 
discussion  in  connection  with  the  apocryphal 
history  of  William  Tell. 

The  Icelandic  saga  of  Dietrich  of  Bern, 
compiled,  according  to  the  prologue,  from  Low 
German  tales  and  ballads,  narrates  that  young 
Egil,  a  brother  of  Weland  the  Smith,  came 
to  Nidung's  court  with  the  fame  of  being  the 
best  bowman  in  the  world.  Nidung,  to  prove 
his  skill,  required  Egil  [on  pain  of  death]  to 
shoot  an  apple  from  the  head  of  his  son,  a 
child  of  three  years,  only  one  trial  being  per- 
mitted. Egil  split  the  apple  in  the  middle. 
Though  allowed  but  one  chance,  Egil  had  pro- 
vided himself  with  three  arrows.  When  asked 
why,  he  answered  the  king  that  the  two  oth- 
ers were  meant  for  him,  if  he  had  hit  the  boy 
with  the  first.  Saga  BiSriks  Konungs  af 
Bern,  ed.  linger,  c.  75,  p.  90  f ;  Peringskiold, 
Wilkina  Saga,  c.  27,  p.  63  f;  Raszmann,  Die 
Deutsche  Heldensage,  II,  247  f ;  the  Swedish 
rifacimento,  Sagan  om  Didrik  af  Bern,  ed. 
Hylte"n-Cavallius,  c.  73,  p.  54.  The  Icelandic 
saga  was  composed  about  1250. 

Saxo,  writing  about  1200,  relates  nearly  the 
same  incidents  of  Toko,  a  man  in  the  service 
of  King  Harold  Bluetooth  (f  c.  985).  Toko, 
while  drinking  with  comrades,  had  bragged 
that  he  was  good  enough  bowman  to  hit  the 
smallest  apple  on  top  of  a  stick  at  the  first  shot. 
This  boast  was  carried  to  the  king,  who  ex- 
acted a  fulfilment  of  it  on  pain  of  death ;  but 
the  apple  was  to  be  set  on  the  head  of  Toko's 
son.  The  father  exhorted  the  boy  to  stand 
perfectly  still,  and,  to  make  this  easier,  turned 
the  child's  face  from  the  direction  of  the  shot ; 
then,  laying  out  three  arrows  from  his  quiver, 
executed  the  required  feat.  When  the  king 
asked  why  he  had  taken  three  arrows,  Toko 
replied,  To  wreak  the  miss  of  the  first  with 


116.    ADAM  BELL,  CLIM  OF  THE  CLOUGH,  AND  WILLIAM  OP  CLOUDESLY 


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the  points  of  the  others.  Saxo  Grammati- 
cus,  Gesta  Danorum,  Book  x,  ed.  Holder, 
p.  329  f. 

The  White  Book  of  Obwalden,  written  about 
1470,  informs  us  that  Tell,  a  good  archer, 
having  refused  to  bow  to  Gesler's  hat,  was  or- 
dered by  the  landvogt  to  shoot  an  apple  from 
the  head  of  one  of  his  children.  Unable  to 
resist,  Tell  laid-by  a  second  arrow,  shot  the 
apple  from  the  child's  head,  and  being  asked 
why  he  had  reserved  the  other  arrow,  re- 
plied that  if  the  first  had  missed  he  would 
have  shot  Gesler  or  one  of  his  men  with  the 
second.* 

This  story  is  introduced  into  a  piece  of 
verse  on  the  origin  of  the  Swiss  confederacy, 
of  nearly  the  same  date  as  the  prose  docu- 
ment. In  this  the  landvogt  says  to  Tell  that 
if  he  does  not  hit  with  the  first  shot,  it  will 
cost  him  his  life  ;  the  distance  is  one  hundred 
and  twenty  paces,  as  in  the  English  ballad, 
and  Tell  says  simply  that  he  would  have  shot 
the  landvogt  if  he  had  hit  his  son.f  (Tell 
uses  a  cross-bow,  not  the  long-bow,  as  the 
English.) 

Henning  Wulf,  a  considerable  person  in 
Holstein,  who  had  headed  an  unsuccessful  out- 
break against  Christian  the  First  of  Denmark, 
was  captured  and  brought  before  the  king. 
The  king,  knowing  Henning  to  be  an  incom- 
parable archer,  ordered  him  to  shoot  an  ap- 
ple from  the  head  of  his  only  son,  a  child :  if 
he  succeeded,  he  was  to  go  free.  The  exploit 
was  happily  accomplished.  But  Henning  had 
put  a  second  arrow  into  his  mouth,  and  the 
king  asked  the  object.  The  second  arrow 
was  for  the  king,  had  the  boy  been  hit.  Hen- 
ning Wulf  was  outlawed.  The  story,  which 

*  Vischer,  Die  Sage  von  der  Befreiung  der  Waldstadte, 
pp  33,  36  f ;  Rochholz,  Germania,  XIII,  56  f .  "  Wa  er  das 
nit  hette  gethan,  so  hette  er  selbs  miissen  darumb  sterben  :  " 
Boss's  Chronicle,  1482,  Vischer,  p.  50. 

t  Liliencron,  Die  historischen  Volkslieder  der  Deutschen, 
II,  109,  No  147  ;  Bohme,  p.  47,  No  10 ;  Vischer,  p.  46 ;  Boch- 
holz,  Tell  u.  Gessler,  p.  180;  Tobler,  p.  3.  This  or  a  like 
song  was  known  to  Buss,  1482.  Tschudi,  about  a  hundred 
years  later,  c.  1570,  says  that  the  child  was  five  or  six, 
not  more  than  six,  years  old :  Vischer,  p.  1 22.  There  is 
another,  but  later  and  even  worse,  "  song  "  about  William 
Tell  and  the  confederacy:  Bohme,  No  11,  p.  49;Wunder- 
horn,  1808,  II,  129;  etc. 

t  Miillenhoff ,  Sagen,  u.  s.  w.,  der  Herzogthihner  Schleswig 


is  put  at  1472,  is  the  subject  of  a  painting 
preserved  in  a  church.  J 

The  Norwegian  king,  Haraldr  HarSraSr 
(f  1066),  who  has  a  grudge  against  Hemingr, 
son  of  Aslakr,  undertakes  to  put  him  to  proof 
in  shooting,  swimming,  and  snow-shoe  sliding. 
They  go  to  a  wood,  and  both  execute  extraor- 
dinary feats  with  bow  and  lance ;  but  Hem- 
ingr is  much  superior  to  the  king.  The  king 
orders  Hemingr  to  shoot  a  nut  from  his  bro- 
ther Bjorn's  head,  on  pain  of  death  for  missing. 
Hemingr  would  rather  die  than  venture  such 
a  shot ;  but  his  brother  offers  himself  freely, 
and  undertakes  to  stand  still.  Then  let  the 
king  stand  by  Bjorn,  says  Hemingr,  and  see 
whether  I  hit.  But  the  king  prefers  to  stand 
by  Hemingr,  and  appoints  somebody  else  to 
the  other  position.  Hemingr  crosses  himself, 
calls  God  to  witness  that  the  king  is  responsi- 
ble, throws  his  lance,  and  strikes  the  nut  from 
his  brother's  head,  doing  him  no  harm.  Hem- 
ings  Dattr,  Flateyjarb6k,  III,  405  f  (1370- 
80)  ;  Miiller,  Sagabibliothek,  III,  356  ff. 
This  story  was  probably  derived  from  an  old 
song,  and  is  preserved  in  Norwegian  and  Fa- 
roe ballads :  '  Harald  kongin  og  Hemingen 
unge,'  Landstad,  Norske  Folkeviser,  No  15,  A, 
B,  pp.  177-188 ;  '  Geyti  Aslaksson,'  Hammers- 
haimb,  Fseroiske  Kvseder,No  17,A-C,  n,  149- 
163.  In  Norwegian  A,  5-10,  the  shot  is  ex- 
acted under  pain  of  imprisonment.  Hemingen 
insists  that  the  king  shall  take  a  place  near 
his  brother  [son],  whom  he  exhorts  to  stand 
erect  and  bold ;  one  half  of  the  nut  falls,  the 
other  is  left  on  the  head ;  the  king  asks  what 
was  to  have  been  done  with  a  second  arrow 
which  Hemingen  had  secreted,  and  is  answered 
as  in  the  previous  cases.§  The  first  and  last 

Holstein  u.  Lauenburg,  p.  57,  No  66.  The  story  is  local- 
ized at  another  place  in  Holstein,  with  the  change  of  apple 
to  pear :  Liitolf,  Germania,  VIII,  213. 

§  Torfaeus,  in  his  history  of  Norway,  III,  371,  speaks  of 
a  ballad  about  Heming  sung  in  his  time,  c.  1700,  which 
would  seem  to  have  been  the  same  as  this,  only  somewhat 
fuller.  Landstad,  p.  187. 

These  ballads  represent  the  king  as  regarding  himself  as 
f  quite  unapproachable  in  athletic  exercises.  The  little  boy 
of  ballads,  smadrengin,  kongins  litil  svein,  Norwegian  B, 
Faroe  A,  or,  in  a  Faroe  variation  ( Hammershaimb,  p.  161), 
Harald's  queen,  intimates  knowledge  of  an  equal  or  supe- 
rior. Harald  answers,  in  true  ballad  style,  in  Faroe  A  6, 
If  he  is  not  my  better,  you  shall  burn  for  it.  In  Norwe- 


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116.    ADAM  BELL,  CLIM   OF  THE   CLOUGH,  AND  WILLIAM   OF  CLOUDESLY 


of  these  incidents  are  wanting  in  B  (19-22). 
In  the  Faroe  ballad,  A,  53-62,  the  king  tells 
Geyti  (whom  he  also  calls  Hemingur)  that  he 
must  shoot  a  nut  from  his  brother's  head. 
Geyti  asks  the  king  to  go  to  the  wood  with  him 
to  see  the  result,  invokes  God  and  St  Olav, 
hits  the  nut  without  touching  his  brother.  It 
is  not  till  the  next  day  that  the  king  asks 
Geyti  why  he  had  two  arrows  with  him  in 
the  wood. 

The  same  story,  pleasingly  varied  for  the 
occasion,  is  found  in  the  saga  of  the  Norwe- 
gian king  Olafr  Tryggvason  (f  1000).  The 
king  hears  that  EindriSi,  a  handsome,  rich, 
and  amiable  young  man,  is  unconverted.  Ein- 
driSi  is  a  good  swimmer,  bowman,  and  dirk- 
thrower.  Olafr,  a  proficient  in  all  such  exer- 
cises, proposes  to  try  masteries  with  him  in 
the  feats  which  he  has  repute  for,  on  the  terms 
that  if  Eindriol  is  beaten  he  shall  be  baptized, 
but  if  victor  shall  hold  such  faith  as  he  will. 
The  first  trial  is  in  swimming,  and  in  this 
Olafr  shows  unequivocal  superiority.  The 
next  day  they  shoot  at  a  target,  and  the  ad- 
vantage, after  two  essays,  is  rather  with  Ein- 
dritfi.  The  king  compliments  EindritH ;  but 
the  issue  between  them  is  not  yet  decided. 
This  fine  young  fellow's  salvation  is  at  stake, 
and  expedients  which  one  might  otherwise 
scruple  at  are  justifiable.  Olafr  knows  that 
Eindriol  tenderly  loves  a  pretty  child,  four  or 
five  years  old,  his  sister's  son.  This  boy  shall 
be  our  target,  says  the  king.  A  chessman 
(the  king-piece)  on  his  head  shall  be  the 
mark,  to  be  shot  off  without  hurting  the  boy. 
Eindridl  must  needs  submit,  but  means  to 
have  revenge  if  the  child  comes  to  harm.  The 
king  orders  a  cloth  to  be  passed  round  the 
boy's  head,  each  end  of  which  is  to  be  held 
firmly  by  a  man,  so  as  to  prevent  any  stirring 
when  the  whiz  of  the  arrow  is  heard.  Olafr 
signs  both  himself  and  the  point  of  his  arrow 
with  the  cross,  and  shoots  ;  the  arrow  takes  off 

gian  B,  Faroe  A,  the  king  immediately  sets  out  to  find  his 
rival  Cf.  Charlemagne  and  King  Arthur,  I,  275,  279,  and 
the  beginning  of  'King  Estmere,'  II,  51,  and  Landstad,  p. 
177,  note  1. 

*  The  Witches'  Hammer  was  composed  in  1486,  and  Pun- 
ker  is  there  recorded  to  have  exercised  his  devil's  craft  sixty 
years  before.  Elsewhere  Punker  [Pumper]  is  said  to  have 


the  chessman,  passing  between  it  and  the 
head,  grazing  the  crown  and  drawing  some 
little  blood.  The  king  bids  EindriSi  take  his 
turn ;  but  Eindridi's  mother  and  sister  beg  him 
with  tears  to  desist,  and  he,  though  ready  to 
take  the  risk,  yields  to  their  entreaties,  and 
leaves  the  victory  with  Olafr.  On  the  third 
day  there  is  a  match  at  a  game  with  dirks. 
For  a  time  no  one  can  say  which  does  the 
better ;  but  in  the  end  Olafr  performs  feats 
so  marvellous  as  in  EindriSi's  conviction  to 
demonstrate  the  assistance  of  a  deity:  where- 
fore he  consents  to  be  baptized.  Saga  Olafs 
Tryggvasonar,  Fornmanna  Sogur,  II,  259—74, 
c.  235;  Flateyjarb6k,  I,  456-64,  cc.  359-64. 

Punker,  a  warlock  of  Rorbach  (a  town  not 
far  from  Heidelberg),  had  obtained  from  the 
devil,  as  the  regular  recompense  for  his  having 
thrice  pierced  the  crucifix,  the  power  of  mak- 
ing three  unerring  shots  daily,  and  had  so  been 
able  to  pick  off  in  detail  all  but  one  of  the  gar- 
rison of  a  besieged  town.  To  put  his  skill  to 
proof,  a  certain  nobleman  ordered  him  to 
shoot  a  piece  of  money  from  his  own  son's 
head.  Punker  wished  to  be  excused,  for  he 
feared  that  the  devil  might  play  him  false ; 
but  being  induced  to  make  the  trial,  knocked 
the  coin  from  the  boy's  cap,  doing  him  no 
damage.  Before  shooting,  he  had  stuck  an- 
other arrow  into  his  collar,  and  asked  why, 
replied  that  if  the  devil  had  betrayed  him, 
and  he  had  killed  the  child,  he  would  have 
sent  the  other  bolt  through  the  body  of  the 
person  who  had  obliged  him  to  undertake  the 
performance.  Malleus  Maleficarum,  Pars  II, 
Qusestio  I,  c.  xvi.*  The  date  of  the  transac- 
tion is  put  at  about  1420. 

The  last  three  forms  of  this  tradition  have 
the   unimportant   variations   of  brother   and 
brother,  or  uncle  and  nephew,  for  father  and . 
son,  and  of  nut,  chessman,  or  coin  for  apple. 

The  story  is  German-Scandinavian,  and  not 
remarkably  extended.!  The  seven  versions 

been  torn  to  pieces  by  oppressed  peasants  in  1420.  The  name 
is  spelled  Puncler  in  the  edition  of  1620,  pp  248  f,  and  Pun- 
cher in  the  edition  followed  by  Grimm.  See,  Rochholz  in 
Germania,  XIII,  48-51. 

t  The  Tell  story,  complete,  Apfelschuss,  Felsensprung 
und  Tyrannenmord,  is  said  to  occur  among  the  Finns  and 
the  Lapps :  E.  Pabsf,  cited  by  Pfannenschmid,  Germania, 


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agree  in  two  points  :  the  shot  is  compulsory  ; 
the  archer  meditates  revenge  in  case  he  harms 
the  person  on  whose  head  the  mark  is  placed.* 
These  features  are  wanting  in  the  English 
ballad.  William  of  Cloudesly  offers  of  his 
own  free  motion  to  shoot  an  apple  from  his 
son's  head,  and  this  after  the  king  had  de- 
clared him  the  best  archer  he  had  ever  seen, 
for  splitting  a  hazel-rod  at  twenty  score  paces; 
so  that  the  act  was  done  purely  for  glory.  To 
be  sure,  the  king  threatens  him  with  death  if 
he  does  not  achieve  what  he  has  undertaken, 
as  death  is  also  threatened  in  four  of  the  seven 
German-Scandinavian  stories  for  refusal  to  try 
the  shot  or  for  missing ;  but  the  threats  in 
sts  154  f  of  the  English  ballad  are  a  revival  of 
the  vow  in  sts  119  f.  Justice  has  been  balked 
by  the  unconditional  boon  granted  the  queen ; 
aggravating  and  exasperating  circumstances 
have  come  to  light  since  this  unadvised  grace 
was  conceded,  and  a  hope  is  presented  for  a 
pretext  under  which  the  king  may  still  hang 
the  outlaws,  all  three.  The  shooting  of  the 
apple  from  the  boy's  head,  isolated  from  any 
particular  connection,  is  perhaps  all  of  the 
German-Scandinavian  story  that  was  known 
to  the  English  ballad-maker,  and  all  minor  re- 
semblances may  well  be  fortuitous.f 

If  the  shooting  of  an  apple  by  somebody 
from  somebody's  head  is  to  be  regarded  as  the 
kernel  of  the  story,  its  area  may  then  be  con- 
siderably extended. 

Castre'n  heard  the  following  story  among 
the  Finns  in  Russian  Karelia.  Robbers  had 
carried  a  man  off  over  a  lake.  The  son  of  the 


captive,  a  boy  of  twelve,  followed  along  the 
other  side  of  the  lake,  threatening  to  shoot 
them  if  they  did  not  let  his  father  go.  These 
threats,  for  a  time,  only  procured  worse  treat- 
ment for  the  prisoner ;  but  at  last  the  boy  was 
told  that  his  father  should  be  released  if  he 
could  shoot  an  arrow  across  the  water  and 
split  an  apple  laid  on  his  father's  head.  This 
the  boy  did,  and  his  father  was  liberated. 
CastreVs  Reiseerinnerungen  aus  den  Jahren 
1838-44,  ed.  Schiefner,  p.  89  f. 

A  Persian  poet  introduces  into  a  work 
composed  about  1175  this  anecdote.  J  A  dis- 
tinguished king  was  very  fond  of  a  beautiful 
slave,  so  much  so  that  he  was  never  easy  un- 
less he  was  in  some  way  engaged  with  him. 
When  the  king  amused  himself  with  shoot- 
ing, this  slave  would  tremble  with  fear,  for  the 
king  would  make  his  mark  of  an  apple  placed 
on  his  favorite's  head,  split  the  apple,  and  in 
so  doing  make  the  slave  sick  with  alarm. 

J.  Grimm  had  seen  a  manuscript  of  travels 
in  Turkey,  in  the  Cassel  library,  with  a  pic- 
ture of  an  archer  aiming  at  an  apple  on  a 
child's  head.  Deutsche  Mythologie,  I,  317, 
note,  ed.  1875. 

With  regard  to  the  Persian  story,  Benfey 
observes  that  it  must  be  admitted  as  possible 
that  the  shooting  of  an  apple  from  the  head 
of  a  beloved  person  may  have  been  pitched 
upon  in  various  localities,  independently,  as 
the  mark  of  supreme  skill  in  archery,  but 
that  this  is  not  likely,  and  that  the  history  of 
tradition  requires  us  rather  to  presume  that 
the  conception  was  original  in  one  instance 


IX,  5.  Particulars,  which  are  very  desirable,  are  not  given. 
This  would  not  add  much  to  the  range  of  the  story. 

*  In  the  prose  Hemings  Dattr,  the  intent  to  take  ven- 
geance appears  from  Hemingr's  wish  that  the  king  should 
stand  close  to  the  mark ;  in  the  ballads  he  reserves  an  ar- 
row. In  the  ()lafs  Saga,  EindriSi  openly  announces  his  pur- 
pose ;  in  all  but  this  version  (treating  the  prose  Hemings 
Dattr  and  the  ballads  as  one),  the  archer  provides  himself 
with  two  arrows,  or  three. 

t  Such  as  the  penalty  for  missing,  as  above  said ;  or  Tell's 
shooting  at  a  hundred  and  twenty  paces,  and  bearing 
Cloudesly's  name,  William.  If  the  coincidence  as  to  the 
distance  should  be  held  to  be  very  important,  I,  for  one, 
should  have  no  objection  to  admitting  that  this  part  of  the 
ballad  may  be  derived  from  the  Tell  story. 

J.  Grimm  remarked  in  1813,  Gedanken  iiber  Mythos,  Epos 
und  Geschichte  (Kleinere  Schriften,  IV,  77),  that  the  simi- 


larity of  the  names  Tell,  Bell,  Velent,  Bellerophon  (see  a 
little  further  on,  p.  21),  could  hardly  fail  to  strike  even  a 
superficial  observer,  and  also  pointed  to  the  identity  of  Tell's 
and  Cloudesly's  Christian  name.  In  his  Deutsche  Mytholo- 
gie, I,  317,  ed.  1875,  it  is  simply  said  that  the  surname  Bell, 
as  well  as  Cloudesly's  Christian  name,  is  suggestive  of  Wil- 
liam Tell. 

t  The  poet  is  Mohammed  ben  Ibrahim,  1119-c.  1230,  and 
he  bore  the  honorary  title  of  Furid  Uddin  (Pearl  of  Reli- 
gion), and  the  sobriquet  of  Attar,  perfumer.  The  title  of 
the  poem  is  The  Language  of  Birds.  Garcin  de  Tassy,  La 
Poesie  Philosophique  et  Religieuse  chez  les  Persans,  Extrait 
de  la  Revue  Contemporaine,  t.  xxiv,  pp.  4,  35.  "  Nur  den 
Apfel  treffen  wir  bier.  .  .  .  Es  bleibt  also  weiter  nichts  ubrig 
als  anzunehmen  dass  die  persische  Sage  ...  in  die  grau- 
esten  Urzeiten  des  arischen  Alterthumshinaufreichen  muss." 
(Pfannenschmid,  in  Germ  an  ia,  X,  26  f.)  A  rapid  inference. 


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116.    ADAM  BELL,   CLIM   OF  THE  CLOUGH,  AND  WILLIAM   OF  CLOUDESLY 


only,  and  borrowed  in  the  remainder;  in  which 
case  the  borrowing  would  be  by  the  West  from 
the  East,  and  not  the  other  way.  We  can 
come  to  no  decision,  however,  he  adds,  until 
the  source  of  the  Persian  story,  or  some  older 
form  of  it,  shall  have  been  discovered.  (Got- 
tinger  Gelehrte  Anzeigen,  1861,  p.  680.)  The 
cautiousness  of  the  imperial  scholar  is  worthy 
of  all  imitation.  The  Persian  saga,  as  it  is 
sometimes  called,  is,  in  the  perhaps  mutilated 
form  in  which  we  have  it,  an  inconsistent  and 
inept  anecdote ;  the  German  -  Scandinavian 
saga  is  a  complete  and  rational  story.  In 
this  story  it  is  fundamental  that  the  archer 
executes  a  successful  shot  under  circumstances 
highly  agitating  to  the  nerves ;  he  risks  the 
life  of  a  beloved  object,  and  in  the  majority 
of  versions  his  own  life  is  at  stake  besides. 
That  the  act  must  be  done  under  compulsion 
is  the  simplest  corollary.  If  the  archer  is  cool 
enough  to  volunteer  the  shot,  then  the  chief 
difficulty  in  making  it  is  removed.  This  is  a 
fault  in  the  English  ballad,  where  the  father 
is  unconcerned,  and  all  the  feeling  is  shown 
by  the  spectators.  Cloudesly  had  already 
split  a  hazel -rod  at  twenty  score  paces; 
what  was  it  for  him  to  hit  an  apple  at  six 
score  ?  * 

But  we  are  still  far  from  covering  the  range 
of  stories  which  have  been  treated  as  having 
some  significant  relation  to  that  of  Egil.  Any 
shot  at  an  apple,  any  shot  at  an  object  on  a 
child's  person  (provided  the  case  be  not  a  fact 
and  recent),  has  been  thought  worth  quoting, 
as  a  probable  sprout  from  the  same  root.  For 
examples :  In  an  Esthonian  popular  tale,  one 
Sharpeye  hits  an  apple  which  a  man  a  long 
way  off  is  holding  by  his  mouth.  In  a  Ser- 
vian poem,  the  hero,  Milosch,  sends  an  arrow 
through  a  ring,  and  hits  a  golden  apple  on  the 
point  of  a  lance.  Bellerophon's  sons,  Hippo- 
lochus  and  Isandrus,  disputing  which  should 

*  EindriSi  also  had  accomplished  a  harder  shot  before  he 
tried  the  chessman.  But  Hemingr,  having  done  what  was 
thought  a  masterly  thing  in  cleaving  a  nut,  is  compelled  to 
knock  the  same  nut,  shooting  at  the  same  distance,  from  his 
brother's  head. 

t  Das  Inland,  No  39,  p.  630,  cited  by  Rochholz,  Tell  und 
Gessler,  p.  40  f.  Gerhard's  Wila,  I,  147  f,  cited  by  Roch- 
holz, p.  39  f.  EustathiuB  to  Iliad,  xii,  lol,  first  cited  by 


be  king  of  the  Lycians,  it  was  proposed  that 
the  question  should  be  settled  by  seeing  which 
could  shoot  through  a  ring  placed  on  the 
breast  of  a  child  lying  on  his  back.  Laoda- 
mia,  sister  of  the  competitors,  offered  her  son 
Sarpedon  for  the  trial,  and  the  uncles,  to  show 
their  appreciation  of  such  handsome  behavior, 
resigned  their  claims  in  favor  of  Sarpedon. 
The  shot,  we  may  understand,  did  riot  come 
off.f 

With  regard  to  all  this  series  of  stories,  and 
others  which  have  been  advanced  as  allied, 
more  will  be  required  to  make  out  a  substan- 
tial relationship  than  their  having  in  common 
a  shot  at  some  object  in  contiguity  with  a 
living  human  body,  be  the  object  an  apple,  or 
whatever  else.  The  idea  of  thus  enhancing 
the  merit  or  interest  of  a  shot  is  not  so  in- 
genious that  one  instance  must  be  held  to  be 
original,  and  all  others  derivative.  The  archer 
Alcon,  according  to  Servius,J  was  wont  to 
shoot  through  rings  placed  on  men's  heads. 
Sir  John  Malcolm  (Kaye's  Life,  II,  400)  was 
told  that  at  Mocha,  when  the  dates  were  ripe, 
a  otone,  standing  up  some  three  inches,  would 
be  put  on  the  head  of  a  child,  at  which  two 
or  three  of  the  best  marksmen  would  fire, 
with  ball,  at  thirty-one  yards  distance.  A 
case  was  reported,  about  fifty  years  ago,  of  a 
man  in  Pennsylvania  shooting  a  very  small 
apple  from  the  head  of  another  man.§  A 
linen-weaver  was  judicially  punished  at  Spires, 
some  thirty  years  ago,  for  shooting  a  sheet  of 
paper  from  his  son's  hand,  and  afterwards  a 
potato  ("  also  einen  Erdapfel,"  Rochholz  I) 
from  the  boy's  head.||  The  keel-boat  men  of 
the  Mississippi,  in  their  playfulness,  would  cut 
the  pipe  out  of  a  companion's  hat-band  at  a 
long  distance.  "  If  they  quarreled  among 
themselves,  and  then  made  friends,  their  test 
that  they  bore  no  malice  was  to  shoot  some 
small  object  from  each  other's  heads,"  such  as 

Grimm,  Deutsche  Mythologie  (who  says,  "  Ea  stimmt  auch 
theilweise,"  p.  317,  ed.  1875)  ;  by  others  later. 

t  To  Virgil,  Eel.  v,  11,  cited  by  Ideler,  Die  Sage  von 
dem  Schuss  des  Tell,  p.  59,  note  3. 

§  Hisely,  Recherches  Critiques  sur  THistoire  de  Guil- 
laume  Teil,  p.  590. 

||  Pfannenschmid,  in  Germania,  X,  25;  Rocliholz.  Tell 
und  Gessler,  p.  41  f. 


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21 


an  apple.  Such  feats  have  of  late  been  com- 
mon on  the  American  stage. 

Whatever  may  be  thought  of  the  linen- 
weaver  at  Spires,  it  will  scarcely  be  main- 
tained that  the  Mississippi  keel-boat  men  shot 
at  apples  in  imitation  of  William  Tell.  As 
to  the  selection  of  an  apple,  it  seems  enough 
to  say  that  an  apple  makes  a  convenient  mark, 
is  familiar  to  temperate  climates,  and  at  hand 
at  almost  any  part  of  the  year.*  But  the 
chief  point  of  all  to  be  borne  in  mind  is,  that 
whether  the  Mississippi  boatmen  took  their 
cue,  directly  or  indirectly,  from  William  Tell, 
they  do  not  become  mythical  personages  by 
virtue  of  their  repeating  his  shot.  None  the 
more  does  William  of  Cloudesly.  A  story 
long  current  in  Europe,  a  mythical  story  if 
you  please,  could  certainly  be  taken  up  by  an 
English  ballad-maker  without  prejudice  to  the 
substantial  and  simply  romantic  character  of 
his  hero.f 

The  late  Mr  Joseph  Hunter  unhesitatingly 
declared  Adam  Bell  "  a  genuine  personage  of 
history,"  and  considered  that  he  had  had  "  the 
good  fortune  to  recover  from  a  very  authentic 
source  of  information  some  particulars  of  this 
hero  of  our  popular  minstrelsy  which  show 
distinctly  the  time  at  which  he  lived." 

"  King  Henry  the  Fourth,  by  letters  en- 
rolled in  the  Exchequer,  in  Trinity  Term,  in 
the  seventh  year  of  his  reign  [1406],  and 
bearing  date  the  14th  day  of  April,  granted 
to  one  Adam  Bell  an  annuity  of  41.  10s.  issu- 
ing out  of  the  fee-farm  of  Clipston,  in  the 
forest  of  Sherwood,  together  with  the  profits 
and  advantages  of  the  vesture  and  herbage 

*  T.  B.  Thorpe,  Reminiscences  of  the  Mississippi,  in  Har- 
per's New  Monthly  Magazine,  XII,  30.  A  story  is  there 
related  of  a  famous  Mike  Fink's  striking  an  apple  from  a 
man's  head  by  shooting  between  it  and  the  skull,  like  the 
Scandinavian  marksmen.  In  Captain  Mayne  Reid's  Scalp 
Hunters,  or  Romantic  Adventures  in  Northern  Mexico,  ch. 
22,  we  are  told  of  an  Indian's  shooting  a  prairie-gourd  from 
the  head  of  his  sister,  which  may  or  may  not  be  an  inven- 
tion. The  title  of  the  chapter  is  A  Feat  k  la  Tell,  and 
this  may  perhaps  be  the  only  foundation  for  an  assertion 
that  the  Tell  story  had  been  found  in  Mexico ;  at  least,  in- 
quiries have  not  brought  to  light  any  other. 

t  For  the  interpretation  which  has  been  put  upon  the  Tell 
story,  see,  among  many,  Pfanuenschmid,  in  Germania, 
X,  1-40;  Rochholz,  Tell  uiid  Gessler,  in  Sage  und  Ge- 
schichte. 


of  the  garden  called  the  Halgarth,  in  which 
the  manor-house  of  Clipston  is  situated. 

"  Now,  as  Sherwood  is  noted  for  its  con- 
nection with  archery,  and  may  be  regarded 
also  as  the  patria  of  much  of  the  ballad  po- 
etry of  England,  and  the  name  of  Adam  Bell 
is  a  peculiar  one,  this  might  be  almost  of 
itself  sufficient  to  show  that  the  ballad  had  a 
foundation  in  veritable  history.  But  we  fur- 
ther find  that  this  Adam  Bell  violated  his 
allegiance  by  adhering  to  the  Scots,  the  king's 
enemies ;  whereupon  this  grant  was  virtually 
resumed,  and  the  sheriff  of  Nottinghamshire 
accounted  for  the  rents  which  would  have 
been  his.  In  the  third  year  of  King  Henry 
the  Fifth  [1416],  the  account  was  rendered 
by  Thomas  Hercy,  and  in  the  fourth  year  by 
Simon  Leak.  The  mention  of  his  adhesion 
to  the  Scots  leads  us  to  the  Scottish  border, 
and  will  not  leave  a  doubt  in  the  mind  of 
the  most  sceptical  that  we  have  here  one  of 
the  persons,  some  of  whose  deeds  (with  some 
poetical  license,  perhaps)  are  come  down  to 
us  in  the  words  of  one  of  our  popular  ballads." 
(New  Illustrations  of  the  Life,  Studies,  and 
Writings  of  Shakespeare,  I,  245  f,  1845.) 

Mr  Hunter's  points  are,  that  an  Adam  Bell 
had  a  grant  from  the  proceeds  of  a  farm  in 
the  forest  of  Sherwood,  that  Adam  Bell  is  a 
peculiar  name,  and  that  his  Adam  Bell  ad- 
hered to  the  king's  enemies.  To  be  sure, 
Adam  Bell's  retreat  in  the  ballad  is  not  Sher- 
wood, in  Nottinghamshire,  but  Englishwood, 
or  Inglewood,  in  Cumberland  (an  old  hunting- 
ground  of  King  Arthur's,  according  to  several 
romances),  a  forest  sixteen  miles  in  length, 

The  mildew  of  myth  spreads,  of  course,  from  William  to 
his  comrades.  J.  Grimm,  in  his  Gedanken  iiber  Mythos, 
etc.,  1813,  interprets  Clim,  Cloudesly,  and  Clough  all  in 
the  sense  of  nail,  sharp  point,  arrow ;  and  as  Bell  is  &f\os, 
Tell  is  telum,  Toko  rfyov,  and  Egil  is  igel,  hedgehog,  and 
therefore  the  spine  of  the  hedgehog,  and  therefore  dart,  the 
names  are  all  one  as  to  meaning.  But  Grimm  appears  to 
have  been  less  confident  about  these  etymologies  in  later 
days.  Sir  G.  W.  Cox,  on  the  other  hand,  says  that  Cloudes- 
ly's  name  marks  him  as  an  inhabitant  of  Cloudland.  (Mean- 
while, every  likelihood  favors  the  derivation  of  Cloudcsly 
from  clud,  rock,  and  leah,  lea,  and  the  interpretation  of 
Clim  as  Clem  and  of  Clough  as  ravine.)  Cloudesly  and  his 
mates  are  all  the  more  mythical  because  they  are  three,  and 
because,  as  it  is  asserted,  Robin  Hood  is  mythical,  with 
whom  they  are,  one  and  all,  assumed  to  be  identical. 


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116.    ADAM  BELL,  CLIM   OF  THE  CLOUGH,  AND  WILLIAM   OF  CLOUDESLY 


reaching  from  Carlisle  to  Penrith.*  But  it 
would  be  captious  to  insist  upon  this.  Robin 
Hood  has  no  connection  in  extant  ballads 
with  the  Cumberland  forest,  but  Wyntoun's 
Scottish  Chronicle,  c.  1420,  makes  him  to 
have  frequented  Ingle  wood  as  well  as  Barns- 
dale,  f  The  historical  Adam  Bell  was  granted 
an  annuity,  and  forfeited  it  for  adhering  to 
the  king's  enemies,  the  Scots  ;  the  Adam  Bell 
of  the  ballad  was  outlawed  for  breaking  the 
game-laws,  and  in  consequence  came  into  con- 
flict with  the  king's  officers,  but  never  adhered 
to  the  king's  enemies,  first  or  last,  received 
the  king's  pardon,  was  made  yeoman  of  the 
queen's  chamber,  dwelt  with  the  king,  and 
died  a  good  man.  Neither  is  there  anything 
peculiar  in  the  name  Adam  Bell.  Bell  was 
as  well  known  a  name  on  the  borders  $  as 
Armstrong  or  Graham.  There  is  record  of 
an  Adam  Armstrong  and  an  Adam  Graham ; 
there  is  a  Yorkshire  Adam  Bell  mentioned 
in  the  Parliamentary  Writs  (II,  508,  8  and 
17  Edward  II,)  a  hundred  years  before  Hun- 


ter's annuitant;  a  contemporary  Adam  Bell, 
of  Dunbar,  is  named  in  the  Exchequer  Rolls 
of  Scotland  under  the  years  1414,  1420 
(IV,  198,  325)  ;  and  the  name  occurs  repeat- 
edly at  a  later  date  in  the  Registers  of  the 
Great  Seal  of  Scotland. 

The  placability  of  the  king  in  this  ballad  is 
repeated  in  the  Gest  of  Robin  Hood,  and  is 
also  exhibited  in  the  Tale  of  Gamelyn,  where 
Gamely n  is  made  justice  of  all  the  free  forest, 
as  William  is  here  made  chief  rider  over  all 
the  North  Country.  The  king,  besides,  for- 
gives all  Gamely n's  eight  young  men,  and 
puts  them  in  good  office.  The  king  of  the 
outlaws,  in  the  tale,  had  previously  made  his 
peace  without  any  difficulty.  Vv  888-94, 
687-89. 

Translated,  after  Percy's  Reliques,  by  Bod- 
mer,  II,  78 ;  by  Fouque",  Busching,  Erzahlun- 
gen,  u.  s.  w.,  des  Mittelalters,  I,  1 ;  the  third 
Fit,  by  Knortz,  Lieder  und  Romanzen  Alt- 
englands,  No  70. 


C.  1  MEBY  it  was  in  grene  forest, 

Amonge  the  leues  grene, 
Where  that  men  walke  both  east  awd  west, 
Wyth  bowes  and  arrowes  kene, 

2  To  ryse  the  dere  out  of  theyr  denne  ; 

Suche  sightes  as  hath  ofte  bene  sene, 
As  by  th[r]e  yemen  of  the  north  countrey, 
By  them  it  is  as  I  nieane. 

3  The  one  of  them  hight  Adam  Bel, 

The  other  Clym  of  the  Clough, 
The  thyrd  was  William  of  Cloudesly, 
An  archer  good  ynough. 

4  They  were  outlawed  for  venyson, 

These  thre  yemen  euerechone  ; 

*  Camden,  Britannia,  II,  175,  ed.  1772.  King  Edward  the 
First,  when  hunting  in  this  forest,  is  said  to  have  killed  two 
hundred  bucks  in  one  day.  For  Arthur's  hunting  there, 
see  Robson,  Three  Early  English  Metrical  Romances,  p. 
26,  LV7,  p.  59,  V1;  Madden's  Syr  Gawayne,  p.  298,  v.  16  ; 
this  book,  I,  294,  st.  9,  etc. 

t  Cronykil  of  Scotland,  Book  vii,  v.  3523  f,  ed.  Laing, 
II,  263. 


They  swore  them  brethen  vpon  a  day, 
To  Englysshe-wood  for  to  gone. 

5  Now  litli  and  lysten,  gentylmen, 

And  that  of  myrthes  loueth  to  here : 
Two  of  them  were  single  men, 
The  third  had  a  wedded  fere. 

6  Wyllyam  was  the  wedded  man, 

Muche  more  then  was  hys  care  : 
He  sayde  to  hys  brethen  vpon  a  day, 
To  Carelel  he  would  fare, 

7  For  to  speke  with  fayre  Alse  hys  wife, 

And  with  hys  chyldren  thre  : 
'  By  my  trouth,'  sayde  Adam  Bel, 
'  Not  by  the  counsell  of  me. 

J  John  Bell  robbed  the  Chamberlain's  men  of  cattle,  1337  : 
Exchequer  Rolls  of  Scotland,  II,  437.  The  Bells  are  in- 
cluded with  the  Grahams,  Armstrongs,  and  others,  among 
the  bad  and  more  vagrant  of  the  great  surnames  of  the  bor- 
der, by  the  Lord  Warden  of  the  Marches  of  England,  1593 
(Rymer's  Foedera,  XVI,  183,  ed.  1727,  cited  by  Bishop 
Percy),  and  had  no  better  estimation  in  Scotland. 


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8  '  For  if  ye  go  to  Caerlel,  brother, 

And  from  thys  wylde  wode  wende, 
If  the  justice  mai  you  take, 
Your  lyfe  were  at  an  ende.' 

9  '  If  that  I  come  not  to  morowe,  brother, 

By  pryme  to  you  agayne, 
Truste  not  els  but  that  I  am  take, 
Or  else  that  I  am  slayne.' 

10  He  toke  hys  leaue  of  hys  brethen  two, 

And  to  Carlel  he  is  gone ; 
There  he  knocked  at  hys  owne  wyndowe, 
Shortlye  and  anone. 

11  '  Wher  be  you,  fayre  Alyce,  my  wyfe, 

And  my  chyldren  three  ? 
Lyghtly  let  in  thyne  husbande, 
Wyllyam  of  Cloudesle.' 

12  '  Alas ! '  then  sayde  fayre  Alyce, 

And  syghed  wonderous  sore, 
'  Thys  place  hath  ben  besette  for  you 
Thys  halfe  yere  and  more.' 

13  '  Now  am  I  here,'  sayde  Cloudesle, 

'  I  woulde  that  I  in  were  ; 
Now  feche  vs  meate  and  drynke  ynoughe, 
And  let  vs  make  good  chere.' 

14  She  feched  him  meat  and  drynke  plenty, 

Lyke  a  true  wedded  wyfe, 
And  pleased  hym  with  that  she  had, 
Whome  she  loued  as  her  lyfe. 

15  There  lay  an  old  wyfe  in  that  place, 

A  lytle  besyde  the  fyre, 
Whych  Wyllyam  had  found,  of  cherytye, 
More  then  seuen  yere. 

16  Up  she  rose,  and  walked  full  styll, 

Euel  mote  she  spede  therefoore  ! 
For  she  had  not  set  no  fote  on  ground 
In  seuen  yere  before. 

17  She  went  vnto  the  justice  hall, 

As  fast  as  she  could  hye  : 
( Thys  nyght  is  come  vn  to  thys  town 
Wyllyam  of  Cloudesle.' 

18  Thereof  the  iustice  was  full  fayne,  * 

And  so  was  the  shirife  also  : 


'Thou    shalt    not  trauaile  hether,  dame,  for 

nought ; 
Thy  meed  thou  shalt  haue  or  thou  go.' 

19  They  gaue  to  her  a  ryght  good  goune, 

Of  scarlat  it  was,  as  I  heard  say[n]e  ; 
She  toke  the  gyft,  and  home  she  wente, 
And  couched  her  doune  agayne. 

20  They  rysed  the  towne  of  mery  Carlel, 

In  all  the  hast  that  they  can, 
And  came  thronging  to  Wyllyames  house, 
As  fast  [as]  they  might  gone. 

21  Theyr  they  besette  that  good  yeman, 

Round  about  on  euery  syde  ; 
Wyllyam  hearde  great  noyse  of  folkcs, 
That  heytherward  they  hyed. 

22  Alyce  opened  a  shot-wyndow, 

And  loked  all  about ; 

She  was  ware  of  the  justice  and  the  shrife  bothe, 
Wyth  a  full  great  route. 

23  '  Alas  !  treason,'  cryed  Alyce, 

'  Euer  wo  may  thou  be  ! 
Go  into  my  chambre,  my  husband,'  she  sayd, 
'  Swete  Wyllyam  of  Cloudesle.' 

24  He  toke  hys  sweard  and  hys  bucler, 

Hys  bow  and  hy[s]  chyldren  thre, 
And  wente  into  hys  strongest  chamber, 
Where  he  thought  surest  to  be. 

25  Fayre  Alice  folowed  him  as  a  louer  true, 

With  a  pollaxe  in  her  hande  : 
'  He  shalbe  deade  that  here  cometh  in 
Thys  dore,  whyle  I  may  stand.' 

26  Cloudesle  bent  a  wel  good  bowe, 

That  was  of  trusty  tre, 
He  smot  the  justise  on  the  brest, 
That  hys  arrowe  brest  in  thre. 

27  '  God's  curse  on  his  hartt,'  saide  William, 

'  Thys  day  thy  cote  dyd  on  ; 
If  it  had  ben  no  better  then  myne, 
It  had  gone  nere  thy  bone.' 

28  '  Yelde  the,  Cloudesle,'  sayd  the  justise, 

*  And  thy  bowe  and  thy  arrowes  the  fro  : ' 
*  Gods  curse  on  hys  hart,'  sayde  fair  Al[i]ce, 
'  That  my  husband  councelleth  so.' 


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29  '  Set  fyre  on  the  house,'  saide  the  sherife, 

1  Syth  it  wyll  no  better  be, 
And  brenne  we  therin  William,'  he  saide, 
'  Hys  wyfe  and  chyldren  thre.' 

30  They  fyred  the  house  in  many  a  place, 

The  fyre  flew  vpon  hye  ; 
'  Alas  ! '  than  cryed  fayr  Alice, 
'  I  se  we  shall  here  dy.' 

31  William  openyd  hys  backe  wyndow, 

That  was  in  hys  chambre  on  hye, 
And  wyth  shetes  let  hys  wyfe  downe, 
And  hys  chyldren  thre. 

32  '  Haue  here  my  treasure,'  sayde  William, 

'  My  wyfe  and  my  chyldren  thre  ; 
For  Christes  loue  do  them  no  harme, 
But  wreke  you  all  on  me.' 

33  Wyllyam  shot  so  wonderous  well, 

Tyll  hys  arrowes  were  all  go, 
And  the  fyre  so  fast  vpon  hym  fell, 
That  hys  bo[w]stryng  brent  in  two. 

34  The  spercles  brent  and  fell  hym  on, 

Good  Wyllyam  of  Cloudesle  ; 
But  than  was  he  a  wofull  man,  and  sayde, 
Thys  is  a  cowardes  death  to  me. 

35  '  Leuer  I  had,'  sayde  Wyllyam, 

'   '  With  my  sworde  in  the  route  to  renne, 
Then  here  among  myne  ennemyes  wode 
Thus  cruelly  to  bren.' 

36  He  toke  hys  sweard  and  hys  buckler, 

And  among  them  all  he  ran  ; 
Where  the  people  were  most  in  prece, 
He  smot  downe  many  a  man. 

37  There  myght  no  man  stand  hys  stroke, 

So  f  ersly  on  them  he  ran  ; 
Then  they  threw  wyndowes  and  dores  on  him, 
And  so  toke  that  good  yeman. 

38  There  they  hym  bounde  both  hand  and  fote, 

And  in  depe  dongeon  hym  cast ; 
'  Now,  Cloudesle,'  sayde  the  hye  justice, 
1  Thou  shalt  be  hanged  in  hast.' 

39  '  One  vow  shal  I  make,'  sayde  the  sherife, 

'A  payre  of  new  galowes  shall  I  for  the 
make, 


And  al  the  gates  of  Caerlel  shalbe  shutte, 
There  shall  no  man  come  in  therat. 

40  '  Then  shall  not  helpe  dim  of  the  Cloughe, 

Nor  yet  Adam  Bell, 
Though  they  came  with  a  thousand  mo, 
Nor  all  the  deuels  in  hell.' 

41  Early  in  the  mornyng  the  justice  vprose, 

To  the  gates  fast  gan  he  gon, 
And  commaunded  to  be  shut  full  cloce 
Lightile  euerychone. 

42  Then  went  he  to  the  market-place, 

As  fast  as  he  coulde  hye ; 
A  payre  of  new  gallous  there  dyd  he  vp  set, 
Besyde  the  pyllory. 

43  A  lytle  boy  stod  them  amonge, 

And  asked  what  meaned  that  gallow-tre  ; 
They  sayde,  To  hange  a  good  yeaman, 
Called  Wyllyam  of  Cloudesle. 

44  That  lytle  boye  was  the  towne  swyne-heard, 

And  kept  fayre  Alyce  swyne  ; 
Full  oft  he  had  sene  Cloudesle  in  the  wodde, 
And  geuen  hym  there  to  dyne. 

45  He  went  out  of  a  creues  in  the  wall, 

And  lightly  to  the  woode  dyd  gone  ; 
There  met  he  with  these  wyght  yonge  men, 
Shortly  and  anone. 

46  '  Alas ! '  then  sayde  that  lytle  boye, 

'  Ye  tary  here  all  to  longe ; 
Cloudesle  is  taken  and  dampned  to  death, 
All  readye  for  to  honge.' 

47  '  Alas ! '  then  sayde  good  Adam  Bell, 

'  That  euer  we  see  thys  daye  ! 
He  myght  her  with  vs  haue  dwelled, 
So  ofte  as  we  dyd  him  praye. 

48  '  He  myght  haue  taryed  in  grene  f oreste, 

Under  the  shadowes  sheene, 
And  haue  kepte  both  hym  and  vs  in  reaste, 
Out  of  trouble  and  teene.' 

49  Adam  bent  a  ryght  good  bow, 

A  great  hart  sone  had  he  slayne ; 
'  Take  that,  chylde,'  he  sayde,  '  to  thy  dynner, 
And  bryng  me  myne  arrowe  agayne.' 


116.    ADAM   BELL,   GLIM   OF  THE   CLOTJGH,   AND  WILLIAM   OF  CLOUDESLY 


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50  4  Now  go  we  hence,'  sayed  these  wight  yong  men, 

'  Tary  we  no  lenger  here  ; 
We  shall  hym  borowe,  by  Gods  grace, 
Though  we  bye  it  full  dere.' 

51  To  Caerlel  went  these  good  yemen, 

In  a  mery  mornyng  of  Maye : 
Her  is  a  fyt  of  Cloudesli, 
And  another  is  for  to  saye. 


52  And  when  they  came  to  mery  Caerlell, 

In  a  fayre  mornyng-tyde, 
They  founde  the  gates  shut  them  vntyll, 
Round  about  on  euery  syde. 

53  '  Alas ! '  than  sayd  good  Adam  Bell, 

*  That  euer  we  were  made  men ! 
b.    These  gates  be  shyt  so  wonderly  well, 
That  we  may  not  come  here  in.' 

54  Than  spake  Clymme  of  the  Cloughe : 

With  a  wyle  we  wyll  vs  in  brynge ; 
Let  vs  say  we  be  messengers, 

Streyght  comen  from  oure  kynge. 

55  Adam  sayd,  I  haue  a  lettre  wryten  wele, 

Now  let  vs  wysely  werke ; 
We  wyll  say  we  haue  the  kynges  scale, 
I  holde  the  porter  no  clerke. 

56  Than  Adam  Bell  bete  on  the  gate, 

With  strokes  greate  and  stronge ; 
The  porter  herde  suche  a  noyse  therate, 
And  to  the  gate  faste  he  thronge. 

57  '  Who  is  there  no  we,'  sayd  the  porter, 

'  That  maketh  all  this  knockynge  ? 
'  We  be  two  messengers,'  sayd  Clymme  of  the 

Clo[ughe], 
'  Be  comen  streyght  frome  oure  kynge.' 

58  *  We  haue  a  lettre,'  sayd  Adam  Bell, 

'  To  the  justyce  we  must  it  brynge ; 
Let  vs  in,  oure  message  to  do, 

That  we  were  agayne  to  our  kynge.' 

59  '  Here  cometh  no  man  in,'  sayd  the  porter, 

<  By  hym  that  dyed  on  a  tre, 
Tyll  a  false  thefe  be  hanged, 
Called  Wyllyam  of  Clowdysle.' 

60  Than  spake  that  good  [yeman  Clym  of  the 

Cloughe, 

And  swore  by  Mary  fre, 
If  that  we  stande  long  wythout, 

Lyke  a  thefe  hanged  shalt  thou  be/J 


61  [Lo  here]  we  haue  got  the  kynges  seale ; 

[What !  Ijordane,  arte  thou  wode  ? 
[The  p]orter  had  wende  it  had  been  so, 
[And  l]yghtly  dyd  of  his  hode. 

62  '  [Welco]me  be  my  lordes  scale,'  sayd  he, 

'  [For]  that  shall  ye  come  in  : ' 

[He]  opened  the  gate  ryght  shortly, 

[An]  euyll  openynge  for  hym ! 

63  '  [Nlowe  we  are  in,'  sayd  Adam  Bell, 

'  [T]herof  we  are  full  fayne ; 
[But]  Cryst  knoweth  that  herowed  hell, 
[H]ow  we  shall  come  oute  agayne.' 

64  '  [Had]  we  the  keys,'  sayd  Clym  of  the  Clowgh, 

'  Ryght  well  than  sholde  we  spede  ; 
[Than]  myght  we  come  out  well  ynough, 
[Whan]  we  se  tyme  and  nede.' 

65  [They]  called  the  porter  to  a  councell, 

[And]  wronge  hys  necke  in  two, 
[And]  kest  hym  in  a  depe  dongeon, 
[And]  toke  the  keys  hym  fro. 

66  '  [N]ow  am  I  porter,'  sayd  Adam  Bell ; 

'  [Se]>  broder,  the  keys  haue  we  here  ; 
[The]  worste  porter  to  mery  Carlell, 
[That  ye]  had  this  hondreth  yere. 

67  '  [Now]  wyll  we  oure  bowes  bende, 

[Into  the  t]owne  wyll  we  go, 
[For  to  delyuer  our  dere]  broder, 
[Where  he  lyeth  in  care  and  wo.' 

68  Then  they  bent  theyr  good  yew  bowes, 

And  loked  theyr  strmges  were  round ;] 
The  market-place  of  mery  Carlyll, 
They  beset  in  that  stounde. 

69  And  as  they  loked  them  besyde, 

A  payre  of  newe  galowes  there  they  se, 
And  the  iustyce,  with  a  quest  of  swerers, 
That  had  iuged  Clowdysle  there  hanged  to  be. 

70  And  Clowdysle  hymselfe  lay  redy  in  a  carte, 

Fast  bounde  bothe  fote  and  hande, 
And  a  strong  rope  aboute  his  necke, 
All  redy  for  to  be  hangde. 

71  The  iustyce  called  to  hym  a  ladde  ; 

Clowdysles  clothes  sholde  he  haue, 
To  take  the  mesure  of  that  good  yoman, 
And  therafter  to  make  his  graue. 

72  '  I   haue   sene   as   greate   a  merueyll,'   sayd 

Clowd[esle], 

'  As  bytwene  this  and  pryme, 
He  that  maketh  thys  graue  for  me, 
Hymselfe  may  lye  therin.' 


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73  f  Thou  spekest  proudely,'  sayd  the  iustyce ; 

'  I  shall  hange  the  with  my  hande : ' 
Full  well  that  herde  his  bretheren  two, 
There  styll  as  they  dyd  stande. 

74  Than  Clowdysle  cast  hys  eyen  asyde, 

And  sawe  hys  bretheren  stande, 
At  a  corner  of  the  market-place, 

With  theyr  good  bowes  bent  in  theyr  hand, 
Redy  the  iustyce  for  to  chase. 

75  '  I  se  good  comforte,'  sayd  Clowdysle, 

'  Yet  hope  I  well  to  fare ; 
If  I  myght  haue  my  handes  at  wyll, 
[Ryght  Ijytell  wolde  I  care.' 

76  [Than  bjespake  good  Adam  Bell, 

[To  Clym]me  of  the  Clowgh  so  fre ; 
[Broder],  se  ye  marke  the  iustyce  well ; 
[Lo  yonjder  ye  may  him  se. 

77  [And  at]  the  sheryf  shote  I  wyll, 

[Stron]gly  with  an  arowe  kene ; 
[A  better]  shotte  in  mery  Carlyll, 
[Thys  se]uen  yere  was  not  sene. 

78  [They  lo]used  theyr  arowes  bothe  at  ones, 

[Of  no]  man  had  they  drede ; 
[The  one]  hyt  the  iustyce,  the  other  the  sheryf, 
[That  b]othe  theyr  sydes  gan  blede. 

79  [All  men]  voyded,  that  them  stode  nye, 

[Whan]  the  iustyce  fell  to  the  grounde, 
[And  the]  sheryf  fell  nyghe  hym  by  ; 
[Eytherj  had  his  dethes  wounde. 

80  [All  the  c]ytezeyns  fast  gan  fle, 

[They  du]rste  no  lenger  abyde ; 
[There  ly]ghtly  they  loused  Clowdysle, 
[Where  he]  with  ropes  lay  tyde. 

81  [Wyllyam]  sterte  to  an  offycer  of  the  towne, 

[Hys  axe]  out  his  hande  he  wronge  ; 
[On  eche]  syde  he  smote  them  downe, 
[Hym  tho]ught  he  had  taryed  to  longe. 

82  [Wyllyam]  sayd  to  his  bretheren  two, 

[Thys  daye]  let  vs  togyder  lyue  and  deye ; 
[If  euer  you]  haue  nede  as  I  haue  no  we, 
[The  same]  shall  ye  fynde  by  me. 

83  [They]  shyt  so  well  in  that  tyde,. 

For  theyr  strynges  were  of  sylke  full  sure, 
That  they  kepte  the  stretes  on  euery  syde ; 
That  batayll  dyd  longe  endure. 

84  They  fought  togyder  as  bretheren  true, 

Lyke  hardy  men  and  bolde ; 
Many  a  man  to  the  grounde  they  threwe, 
And  made  many  an  herte  colde. 


85  But  whan  theyr  arowes  were  all  gone, 

Men  presyd  on  them  full  fast ;, 
They  drewe  theyr  swerdes  than  anone, 
And  theyr  bowes  from  them  caste. 

86  They  wente  lyghtly  on  theyr  waye, 

With  swerdes  and  buckelers  rounde ; 
By  that  it  was  the  myddes  of  the  daye, 
They  had  made  many  a  wounde. 

87  There   was   many  a  noute-horne   in   Carlyll 

blowen, 

And  the  belles  backwarde  dyd  they  rynge  : 
Many  a  woman  sayd  alas, 
And  many  theyr  handes  dyd  wrynge. 

88  The  mayre  of  Carlyll  forth  come  was, 

And  with  hym  a  full  grete  route ; 
These  thre  yomen  dredde  hym  full  sore, 
For  theyr  lyues  stode  in  doubte. 

89  The  mayre  came  armed,  a  full  greate  pace, 

With  a  polaxe  in  his  hande  ; 
Many  a  stronge  man  with  hym  was, 
There  in  that  stoure  to  stande. 

90  The  mayre  smote  at  Clowdysle  with  his  byll, 

His  buckeler  he  brast  in  two  ; 
Full  many  a  yoman  with  grete  yll, 

'  [Al]as,  treason  ! '  they  cryed  for  wo. 
'  [Ke]pe  we  the  gates  fast,'  they  bad, 

'  [T]hat  these  traytours  theroute  not  go.' 

91  But  all  for  nought  was  that  they  wrought, 

For  so  fast  they  downe  were  layde 
Tyll  they  all  thre,  that  so  manfully  fought, 
Were  goten  without  at  a  brayde. 

92  '  Haue  here  your  keys,'  sayd  Adam  Bell, 

'  Myne  offyce  I  here  forsake ; 
Yf  ye  do  by  my  councell, 
A  newe  porter  ye  make.' 

93  He  thre  we  the  keys  there  at  theyr  hedes, 

And  bad  them  evyll  to  thryue, 
And  all  that  letteth  ony  good  yoman 
To  come  and  comforte  his  wyue. 

94  Thus  be  these  good  yomen  gone  to  the  wode, 

As  lyght  as  lefe  on  lynde  ; 
They  laughe  and  be  mery  in  theyr  mode, 
Theyr  enemyes  were  farre  behynde. 

95  Whan  they  came  to  Inglyswode, 

Under  theyr  trysty-tre, 
There  they  founde  bowes  full  gode, 
And  arowes  greate  plente. 

96  '  So  helpe  me  God,'  sayd  Adam  Bell, 

And  Clymme  of  the  Clowgh  so  fre. 


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(  I  wolde  we  were  nowe  in  mery  Carlell, 
[Bejfore  that  fayre  meyne.' 

97  They  set  them  downe  and  made  good  chere, 

And  eate  an[d  drjanke  full  well  : 
Here  is  a  fytte  [of]  these  wyght  yongemen, 
And  another  I  shall  you  tell. 


98  As  they  sat  in  Inglyswode, 

Under  theyr  trysty-tre, 
Them  thought  they  herde  a  woman  [wepe], 
But  her  they  myght  not  se. 

99  Sore  syghed  there  fayre  Alyce,  and  sayd, 

Alas  that  euer  I  se  this  daye  ! 
For  now  is  my  dere  husbonde  slayne, 
Alas  and  welawaye  ! 

100  Myght  I  haue  spoken  wyth  hys  dere  breth- 

[eren], 

With  eyther  of  them  twayne, 
rm     ,      J.  ,    ,  ,  .  J,    'r  m 

[To  shew  to  them  what  him  befell! 

My  herte  were  out  of  payne. 

101  Clowdysle  walked  a  lytell  besyde, 

And  loked  vnder  the  grene  wodde  lynde  ; 
He  was  ware  of  his  wyfe  and  his  chyldre[n 


„,  . 

1  ull  wo  in  herte  and  mynde. 

102  <  Welcome,  wyfe,'  than  sayd  Wyllyam, 

*  Unto  this  trysty-tre  ; 

I  had  wende  yesterdaye,  by  swete  Sai[nt  John], 
Thou  sholde  me  neuer  haue  se.' 

103  'Now  wele  is  me,'  she  sayd,  '  that  [ye  be  here], 

My  herte  is  out  of  wo  :  ' 
'  Dame,'  he  sayd,  '  be  mery  and  glad, 
And  thanke  my  bretheren  two.' 

104  '  Here  of  to  -spoke,'  sayd  Ad[am]  Bell, 

'  I-wys  it  [is  no  bote]  ; 
The  me  [at  that  we  must  supp  withall, 
It  runneth  yet  fast  on  fote.' 

105  Then  went  they  down  into  a  launde, 

These  noble  archares  all  thre, 
Eche  of  the]m  slewe  a  harte  of  grece, 
[The  best  t]hey  coude  there  se. 

106  '  [Haue  here  the]  best,  Alyce  my  wyfe,' 

[Sayde  Wyllya]m  of  Clowdysle, 
*  [By  cause  ye  so]  boldely  stode  me  by, 
[Whan  I  w]as  slayne  full  nye/ 


[And  than]ked  God  of  theyr  fortune  ; 
[They  we]re  bothe  mery  and  glad. 

108  [And  whan]  they  had  souped  well, 

[Certayne]  withouten  leace, 
[Clowdysle]  sayde,  We  wyll  to  cure  kynge, 
[To  get  v]s  a  chartre  of  peace. 

109  [Alyce  shal]  be  at  soiournynge, 

[In  a  nunry]  here  besyde  ; 
[My  tow  sonn]es  shall  with  her  go, 
[And  ther  the]y  shall  abyde. 

110  [Myne  eldest  so]ne  shall  go  with  me, 

[For  hym  haue  I]  no  care, 
[And  he  shall  breng]  you  worde  agayne 
[How  that  we  do  fare. 

111  Thus  be  these  wig]ht  men  to  London  gone, 

[As  fast  as  they  ma]ye  hye, 
[Tyll  they  came  to  the  kynges]  palays, 
c.          There  they  woulde  nedes  be. 

1  -i  o   A    j     u      *v,  *u    i 

112  And  whan  they  came  to  the  kynges  courte, 

\,  J   & 

Unto  the  Pallace  Sate' 
Of  no  man  wold  they  aske  leue, 

But  boldly  went  in  therat. 


They  preced  prestiy  into  the  hall, 

Of  no  man  had  they  dreade  ; 
m,  ..  '       ,  ,    ,  ,,  „ 

The  porter  came  atter  and  dyd  them  call, 

Alld  with  them  began  to 


a- 


114  The   vssher   sayd,   Yemen,    what   wolde  ye 

haue  ? 

I  praye  you  tell  me  ; 
Ye  myght  thus  make  offycers  shent: 
Good  syrs,  of  whens  be  ye  ? 

115  '  Syr,  we  be  outlawes  of  the  forest, 

Certayne  withouten  leace, 
And  hyther  we  be  come  to  our  kynge, 
To  get  vs  a  charter  of  peace.' 

116  And  whan  they  came  before  our  kynge, 

As  it  was  the  lawe  of  the  lande, 
They  kneled  downe  without  lettynge, 
And  eche  helde  vp  his  hande. 

117  They  sayd,  Lorde,  we  beseche  you  here, 

That  ye  wyll  graunte  vs  grace, 
For  we  haue  slayne  your  fatte  falowe  dere, 
In  many  a  sondry  place. 

118  <  What  is  your  names  ?  '  than  sayd  our  kynge, 

'  Anone  that  you  tell  me  :  * 
They  sayd,  Adam  Bell,  Clym  of  the  Clough, 
And  Wylliam  of  Clowdesle. 


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119  '  Be  ye  those  theues,'  than  sayd  our  kynge, 

'  That  men  haue  tolde  of  to  me  ? 
Here  to  God  I  make  a  vowe, 
Ye  shall  be  hanged  all  thre. 

120  '  Ye  shall  be  dead  without  mercy, 

As  I  am  kynge  of  this  laude  : ' 
c.  He  commanded  his  officers  euerichone 
Fast  on  them  to  lay  hand. 

121  There  they  toke  these  good  yemen, 

And  arested  them  all  thre  : 
<  So  may  I  thryue,'  sayd  Adam  Bell, 
'  Thys  game  lyketh  not  me. 

a.  122  '  But,  good  lorde,  we  beseche  you  nowe, 

That  ye  wyll  graunte  vs  grace, 
In  so  moche  as  we  be  to  you  commen  ; 
Or  elles  that  we  may  fro  you  passe, 

123  '  With  suche  weapons  as  we  haue  here, 

Tyll  we  be  out  of  your  place  ; 

And  yf  we  lyue  this  hondred  yere, 

We  wyll  aske  you  no  grace.' 

124  '  Ye  speke  proudly,'  sayd  the  kynge, 

*  Ye  shall  be  hanged  all  thre  : ' 
'  That  were  great  pity,'  sayd  the  quene, 
'  If  any  grace  myght  be. 

125  '  My  lorde,  whan  I  came  fyrst  in  to  this  lande, 

To  be  your  wedded  wyfe, 
The  fyrst  bone  that  I  wolde  aske, 
Ye  wolde  graunte  me  belyfe. 

126  '  And  I  asked  you  neuer  none  tyll  nowe, 

Therf ore,  good  lorde,  graunte  it  me : ' 
'  Nowe  aske  it,  madame,'  sayd  the  kynge, 
'  And  graunted  shall  it  be.' 

127  '  Than,  good  lorde,  I  you  beseche, 

The  yemen  graunte  you  me  : ' 
'  Madame,  ye  myght  haue  asked  a  bone 
That  sholde  haue  ben  worthe  them  thre. 

128  '  Ye  myght  haue  asked  towres  and  towne[Yj, 

Parkes  and  forestes  plentie : ' 
c.    '  None  so  pleasaunt  to  mi  pay,'  she  said, 
'  Nor  none  so  lefe  to  me.' 

129  '  Madame,  sith  it  is  your  desyre, 

Your  askyng  graunted  shalbe ; 
But  I  had  leuer  haue  geuen  you 
Good  market-townes  thre.' 

130  The  quene  was  a  glad  woman, 

And  sayd,  Lord,  gramarcy ; 
I  dare  vndertake  for  them 
That  true  men  shall  they  be. 


131  But,  good  lord,  speke  som  mery  word, 

That  comfort  they  may  se  : 
'  I  graunt  you  grace,'  then  said  our  king, 
4  Wasshe,  felos,  and  to  meate  go  ye.' 

132  They  had  not  setten  but  a  whyle, 

Certayne  without  lesynge, 
There  came  messengers  out  of  the  north, 

With  letters  to  our  kyng. 
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133  And  whan  the  came  before  the  kynge, 

The  kneled  downe  vpon  theyr  kne, 
And  sayd,  Lord,  your  offycers  grete  you  wel, 
Of  Caerlel  in  the  north  cuntre. 

134  '  How  fare[th]  my  justice,'  sayd  the  kyng, 

'  And  my  sherif e  also  ? ' 
'  Syr,  they  be  slayne,  without  leasynge, 
And  many  an  officer  mo.' 

135  '  Who  hath  them  slayne  ? '  sayd  the  kyng, 

'  Anone  thou  tell  me : ' 
'  Adam  Bel,  and  Clime  of  the  Clough, 
And  Wyllyam  of  Cloudesle.' 

136  'Alas  for  rewth ! '  then  sayd  our  kynge, 

'  My  hart  is  wonderous  sore  ; 
I  had  leuer  [th]an  a  thousand  pounde 
I  had  knowne  of  thys  before. 

137  '  For  I  haue  y-graunted  them  grace, 

And  that  f orthynketh  me  ; 
But  had  I  knowne  all  thys  before, 
They  had  ben  hanged  all  thre.' 

138  The  kyng  opened  the  letter  anone, 

Hym  selfe  he  red  it  tho, 
And  founde  how  these  thre  outlawes  had  slaine 
Thre  hundred  men  and  mo. 

139  Fyrst  the  justice  and  the  sheryfe, 

And  the  mayre  of  Caerlel  towne  ; 
Of  all  the  constables  and  catchipolles 
Alyue  were  left  not  one. 

140  The  baylyes  and  the  bedyls  both, 

And  the  sergeauntes  of  the  law, 
And  forty  fosters  of  the  fe 
These  outlawes  had  y-slaw ; 

141  And  broken  his  parks,  and  slaine  his  dere ; 

Ouer  all  they  chose  the  best ; 

So  perelous  outlawes  as  they  were 

Walked  not  by  easte  nor  west. 


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142  When  the  kynge  this  letter  had  red, 

In  hys  harte  he  syghed  sore ; 

*  Take  vp  the  table,'  anone  he  bad, 

'  For  I  may  eate  no  more.' 

143  The  kyng  called  hys  best  archars, 

To  the  buttes  with  hym  to  go ; 

*  I  wyll  se  these  f  elowes  shote,'  he  sayd, 

f  That  in  the  north  haue  wrought  this  wo.' 

144  The  kynges  bowmen  buske  them  blyue, 

And  the  quenes  archers  also, 
So  dyd  these  thre  wyght  yemen, 
Wyth  them  they  thought  to  go. 

145  There  twyse  or  thryse  they  shote  about, 

For  to  assay  theyr  hande ; 
There  was  no  shote  these  thre  yemen  shot 
That  any  prycke  might  them  stand. 

146  Then  spake  Wyllyam  of  Cloudesle ; 

By  God  that  for  me  dyed, 
1  hold  hym  neuer  no  good  archar 
That  shuteth  at  buttes  so  wyde. 

147  <  Wherat? '  then  sayd  our  kyng, 

*  I  pray  thee  tell  me : ' 
<  At  suche  a  but,  syr,'  he  sayd, 
'  As  men  vse  in  my  countree.' 

148  Wyllyam  wente  into  a  fyeld, 

And  his  to  brethren  with  him ; 
There  they  set  vp  to  hasell  roddes, 
Twenty  score  paces  betwene. 

149  '  I  hold  him  an  archar,'  said  Cloudesle, 

'  That  yonder  wande  cleueth  in  two : ' 
'  Here  is  none  suche,'  sayd  the  kyng, 
'  Nor  none  that  can  so  do.' 

150  *  I  shall  assaye,  syr,'  sayd  Cloudesle, 

'  Or  that  I  farther  go : ' 
Cloudesle,  with  a  bearyng  arow, 
Claue  the  wand  in  to. 

151  '  Thou  art  the  best  archer,'  then  said  the  king, 

'  Forsothe  that  euer  I  se : ' 
*  And  yet  for  your  loue,'  sayd  Wylliam, 
'  I  wyll  do  more  maystry. 

152  '  I  haue  a  sonne  is  seuen  yere  olde ; 

He  is  to  me  full  deare ; 
I  wyll  hym  tye  to  a  stake, 
All  shall  se  that  be  here ; 


153  '  And  lay  an  apple  vpon  hys  head, 

And  go  syxe  score  paces  hym  fro, 
And  I  my  selfe,  with  a  brode  arow, 
Shall  cleue  the  apple  in  two.' 

154  'Now  hast  the,'  then  sayd'' the  kyng; 

'  By  him  that  dyed  on  a  tre, 
But  yf  thou  do  not  as  thou  hest  sayde, 
Hanged  shalt  thou  be. 

155  '  And  thou  touche  his  head  or  gowne, 

In  syght  that  men  may  se, 
By  all  the  sayntes  that  be  in  heavew, 
I  shall  hange  you  all  thre.' 

156  '  That  I  haue  promised,'  said  William, 

'  I  wyl  it  neuer  forsake  ; ' 
And  there  euen  before  the  kynge, 
In  the  earth  he  droue  a  stake ; 

157  And  bound  therto  his  eldest  sonne, 

And  bad  hym  stande  styll  therat, 
And  turned  the  childes  face  fro  him, 
Because  he  shuld  not  sterte. 

158  An  apple  vpon  his  head  he  set, 

And  then  his  bowe  he  bent ; 
Syxe  score  paces  they  were  outmet, 
And  thether  Cloudesle  went. 

159  There  he  drew  out  a  fayr  brode  arrowe ; 

Hys  bowe  was  great  and  longe ; 
He  set  that  arrowe  in  his  bowe, 
That  was  both  styffe  and  stronge. 

160  He  prayed  the  people  that  was  there 

That  they  would  styll  stande  ; 
4  For  he  that  shooteth  for  such  a  wager, 
Behoueth  a  stedfast  hand.' 

161  Muche  people  prayed  for  Cloudesle, 
a.        That  hys  lyfe  saued  myght  be, 

And  whan  he  made  hym  redy  to  shote, 
There  was  many  a  wepynge  eye. 

162  Thus  Clowdesle  clefte  the  apple  in  two, 

That  many  a  man  it  se ; 
'  Ouer  goddes  forbode,'  sayd  the  kynge, 
'  That  thou  sholdest  shote  at  me ! 

163  '  I  gyue  the  .xviii.  pens  a  daye, 

And  my  bowe  shalte  thou  here, 
And  ouer  all  the  north  countree 
I  make  the  chefe  rydere.' 


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116.    ADAM   BELL,   CLIM  OF  THE   CLOUGH,   AND  WILLIAM   OF  CLOUDESLY 


164  '  And  I  gyue  the  .xii.  pens  a  day,'  sayd  the 

que[ne], 

'  By  God  and  by  my  f aye  ; 
Come  fetche  thy  payment  whan  thou  wylt, 
No  man  shall  say  the  naye. 

165  '  Wyllyam,  I  make  the  gentylman 

Of  clothynge  and  of  fee, 

And  thy  two  brethren  yemen  of  my  chambr[e], 
For  they  are  so  semely  to  se. 

166  '  Your  sone,  for  he  is  tendre  of  age, 

Of  my  wyne-seller  shall  he  be, 
And  whan  he  commeth  to  mannes  state, 
Better  auaunced  shall  he  be. 

167  '  And,  "Wylliam,  brynge  me  your  wyfe,'  sayd 

th[e  quene]  ; 
Me  longeth  sore  here  to  se ; 


She  shall  be  my  chefe  gentylwoman, 
And  gouerne  my  nursery.' 

168  The  yemen  thanked  them  full  courteysly, 

And    sayd,    To    Rome    streyght    wyll    we 

wende, 

[Of  all  the  synnes  that  we  haue  done 
To  be  assoyled  of  his  hand. 

169  So  forth]e  be  gone  these  good  yemen, 

[As  fast  a]  s  they  myght  hye, 
[And  aft]er  came  and  dwelled  with  the  kynge, 
[And  dye]d  good  men  all  thre. 

170  [Thus  e]ndeth  the  lyues  of  these  good  ye- 

men, 

[God  sen]de  them  eternall  blysse, 
[And  all]  that  with  hande-bowe  shoteth, 
[That  of]  heuen  they  may  neuer  mysse ! 


Deficiencies  in  a,  b  are  supplied  from  o  unless  702. 

it  is  otherwise  noted.  7 18. 

a.  1201.  deed.  721. 

b.  871.  an  oute  home.     The  emendation  is  Prof.  738. 

Stoats.  74?, 

991'2.  and  sayd  begins  the  second  line.  742. 

100s.  supplied  from  d,  e.  746. 

c.  5s.  singele.     II1.  be  your.     132.  In  woulde.  752. 
162.  spende.     171,  1071.  whent.     188.  fore.  771. 
221.  shop-wyndow.     22*.  great  full  great.  781. 
238.  Gy.     261.  welgood.     308.  Alece.  792. 
332.  aU  gon.  814. 
348>4.  and  sayde  begins  the  fourth  line.  824. 
442.  there  Alyce.     444.  geuend.  841. 
46*.  Allreadye.     484.  in  reaffte  [?].  863. 
511.  Cyerlel.     B21.  Carelell.  884. 

Variations  from  b.  902. 

53*.  shut :  wonderous.  911. 

541,  561,  648,  761,  858,  1021,  1071.  Then.  92*«, 

548.  Lee.     544.  come  nowe.     558.  scales.  924. 

568.  a  wanting.     564.  faste  wanting.  942. 

574.  come  ryght.     582.  me  for  we.  944. 

591.  commeth  none.     592.  Be  :  vpon.  952. 

618.  went.     621.  he  saide.     628.  fidl  shortlye.  958. 

631.  are  we.     638.  know.  961. 

644,  792,  1064,  1081.  When.  972. 

651.  a  wanting.     65*.  hys  keys.  97 4. 

662,  678,  768.  brother.     664.  hundred.  988. 

681.  They  bent  theyr  bowes.    Then,  good  yew  984. 

from  e,  f.  991. 

688.  in  mery.     684.  in  wanting.  992. 

69*.  And  they  :  squyers.  1004 


bounde  wanting.     712.  Cloudesle. 
good  wanting:  yeman,  and  ye  always, 
as,  888,  908,  938,  941. 
Cloudesli.     732.  the  hange. 
that  wanting :  brtehren,  or,  breehren. 
821,  841,  1001,  1034.  brethen. 
stande  wanting.     748.  marked, 
to  chaunce.     751.  good  wanting. 
will.     761.  Then  spake.     768.  Brother, 
shyrfe.     772.  an  wanting. 
thre  arrowes.     784.  there  sedes. 
fell  downe.     812.  out  of. 
he  taryed  all  to.     822.  togyder  wanting. 
shall  you.     831.  shot.     838.  sede. 
The  :  together.     852.  preced  to. 
mas  myd.     87 2.  they  wanting. 
For  of  theyr  lyues  they  stode  in  great, 
brust.     908.  euyll.     906.  That. 
y*  ye.     912.  to  fast.     914.  at  wanting. 
,  Transposed :  Yf  you  do,  etc.,  Myne  offce. 
do  we.     931.  theyr  keys, 
lyghtly  as  left.     948.  The  lough  an. 
fere.     951,  981.  Englyshe. 
Under  the  :  trusty,  and  982. 
There  wanting.     954.  full  great. 
God  me  help.     968.  nowe  wanting. 
drynke.     978.  fet  of. 
And  wanting :  I  wyll. 
They  thaught :  woman  wepe. 
mought. 

the  fayre ;  and  sayde  begins  the  next  line. 
I  sawe.     1002.  Or  with.     100s.  wanting. 
put  out.     1022.  Under  thus  trusti. 


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1024.  had  se.     1061,  1091.  Alee. 

1068.  by  me.     1071.  theyr  wanting. 

1072'3.  Transposed :  And  thanked,  etc.,  Wyth 

such. 

1082.  without  any.     1091.  Alee  shalbe  at  our. 
1108.  you  breng.     Ill1,  these  good  yemen. 
Ill2,  myght  hye.     Ill8,  pallace. 

Variations  from  a. 

114s.  you.    115a.  without  any.    1158.  become. 
1161.  the  kyng.     1168,  1171.  The. 
1171.  beseche  the. 

1181.  be  your  nams  :  then,  and  1191. 
1222.  you  graunt.     1238.  hundreth. 
124s.  then  sayd.     1261.  you  wanting. 
1272.  These  :  ye.     1274.  all  thre. 
1281.  town.  1371.  hauy  graunted.  1531.  apele. 

Variations  from  a. 

1622.  myght  se.     1624.  sholdest  wanting. 
1641.  .xvii.     1648.  when.     1651.  the  a. 
1668.  estate.     1672.  her  sore. 
1674.  To  gouerne.     1681.  thanketh. 
1682.  To  some  bysshop  wyl  we  wend. 
1691.  begone :  there  good. 
1704.  they  wanting. 
a  bout,  a  gayne,  a  monge,  a  none,  a  byde,  a 

lyue,  ther  at,  etc.,  are  joined. 
d,  e,  f.   The  readings  of  all  three  are  the  same 

unless  divergence  is  noted. 
I1,  f.  in  the.     I8,  whereas  men  hunt  east. 
21.  raise.     22.  d.  sights  haue  oft. 
e.  sights  haue  not  oft.     f.  has  oft. 
28.  three  yeomen.     24.  as  wanting. 
32.  Another.     42.  thre  wanting. 

d,  e.  euery  chone.     f.  eueryeche  one. 
48.  brethren  on  a.     44.  English  wood. 

52.  And  wanting :  mirth.   58.  e.  were  wanting. 
68.  brethren,  and  generally,     e.  on  a. 
71.  There  to  :  Alice.     72.  f.  with  wanting. 
81.  e,  f.  we  go.     d.  Carlell,  and  generally. 

e,  f.  Carlile,  and  generally. 

88.  If  that :  doe  you.     84.  life  is. 

98.  Trust  you  then  that,     d,  f.  tane. 

e.  taken.     II1.  Alice  he  said. 

II2.  My  wife  and  children  three. 

II8.  owne  husband,    f.  thy. 

122.  e,  f.  very  sore. 

124.  d,  f.  halfe  a.    e.  Full  halfe  a. 

131.  e.  I  am.     132.  d,  f.  in  I.     e.  in  we. 

141.  d.  fet.     142.  d.  true  and. 

148.  e.  what  she.     151.  d.  in  the. 

152.  little  before.    161.  rose  and  forth  she  goes. 

16*.  e.  might.     168.  not  wanting. 

164.  e.  yeeres.     f.  not  7  yeere.     171.  into. 


178.  night  she  said  is  come  to  towne. 

181.  e.  Thereat. 

182.  e.  was  wanting,     f.  And  wanting. 

183.  e.  dame  wanting.     184.  ere. 
192.  d,  e.  as  wanting,     d,  e,  f.  saine. 
201.  raised.     202.  that  wanting. 

208.  e.  And  thronging  fast  vnto  the  house. 

204.  As  fast  as.     e.  gan. 

211.  the  good  yeoman.     212.  Round  wanting. 

218.  d.  of  the  folke.     e.  of  folke. 

f .  of  the  folkes. 

214.  thetherward :  fast  for  they. 

221.  back  for  shot.     228.  e.  bothe  wanting. 

e,  f.  second  the  wanting. 

224.  e,  f.  And  with  them.  e.  a  great  rout, 
f .  a  full  great. 

231.  then  cryed.  238.  e,  f.  second  my  want- 
ing, f.  sweet  husband. 

242.  e.  second  hys  wanting.     248.  the  for  hys. 

f.  He  went.     244.  f.  the  surest. 

251.  Alice  like  a  louer  true.     252.  f.  Tooke  a. 
258.  d,  f .  Said  he  shall  die  that  commeth. 

e.  Said  he  shall  dye.     261.  right  good. 
262.  of  a.     264.  burst. 

274.  had  beene  neere  the. 

282.  d.  second  thy  wanting,    e.  thine  arrowes. 

f.  the  bow  and  arrowes. 

292.  d,  e.  Sith  no  better  it  will  be. 

29s.  burne :  saith.     f.  burne  there. 

294.  and  his.     301.  f.  The  for  they:  and  of  ten. 

302.  d,  e.  vp  wanting,     f.  fledd  on. 

308.  then,  and  generally,     e,  f.  said  faire. 

304.  e.  we  here  shall,     f.  here  wee  shall. 

311.  a  for  hys. 

31 2.  second  on  wanting,     d.  was  on. 
318.  And  there  :  he  did  let  downe. 
314.  His  wife  and  children. 

32*.  f.  Haue  you  here. 

322.  d,  f.  second  my  wanting. 

321,2.  e.  wanting.     32s.  f.  Gods  loue. 

332.  d,  f.  agoe.     e.  go. 

338.  the  wanting,     about  for  vpon. 

334.  f.  burnt.     341.  fell  vppon. 

348'4.  and  sayde  begins  the  fourth  line. 

351.  e,  f.  had  I.     352.  runne. 

35s.  e.  amongst,    d,  f .  my.     354.  So :  burne. 

361.  buckler  then.     362.  f .  amongst. 

368.  people  thickest  were. 

371.  man  abide,     e,  f.  strokes.     372.  e.  run. 

378.  f.  Then  the  :  att  him.     e.  doore. 

374.  that  yeoman,     f.  And  then  the. 

381.  both  wanting.     382.  in  a. 

38s.  d,  e.  then  said,    d,  f .  hye  wanting. 


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116.    ADAM  BELL,  CLIM   OF  THE  CLOUGH,  AND  WILLIAM  OF  CLOUDESLY 


392.  e.  gallowes  thou  shalt  haue. 

39*.  d.  al  wanting.   401.  There,    f .  helpe  yett. 

408.  f.  a  100d  men.     411.  arose. 

41 2.  f .  can  he.    41*.  d.  them  to :  full  wanting. 

e,  f.  to  shut  close.     428.  d,  e.  he  set  vp. 

f .  There  he  new  a  paire  of  gallowes  he  sett  vpp. 
42*.  f.  Hard  by  the.     43a.  meant. 

441.  the  wanting,    f.  The  litle. 

44*.  f.  scene  William.     44*.  e.  gaue. 

451.  at  a  creuice  of. 

452.  wood  he  ran  (ron,  runn).   f.  And  wanting. 
458.  e.  he  met.    e,  f.  wighty  yeomen. 

461.  e,  f.  said  the.    462.  e,  f.  You. 

468.  e,  f.  tane.    e.  doomd. 

46*.  d.  Already,    e,  f .  And  ready  to  be  hangd. 

47 a.  saw. 

47s.  d,  e.  might  haue  tarried  heere  with  vs. 

f.  He  had  better  haue  tarryed  with  vs. 

47*.  e.  as  wanting.     481.  haue  dwelled. 

482.  these  for  the.     f.  shaddoowes  greene. 

48s.  haue  wanting :  at  rest.     48*.  d,  f .  of  all. 

492.  he  had.     501.  e.  we  go. 

d.  wighty  yeomen,     e,  f.  iolly  yeomen. 
502.  longer.     511.  f.  bold  yeomen. 
512.  f.  All  in  a  mor[n]inge  of  May. 

51*.  f.  And  wanting.     521.  f.  to  wanting. 
522.  f.  All  in  a  morning.     528.  vnto. 
538.  wonderous.     d,  f .  be  shut.     e.  are  shut, 
f.  ffast/br  well.     53*.  therein.     54*.  come. 

e.  the  king.     55  *.  wry  ten  wanting. 

552.  e.  Now  wanting,     f.  wiselye  marke. 
561.  d,  f.  at  the.    f.  gates.    562.  f.  hard  and. 
568.  d,  e.  a  wanting. 

f.  tmarueiled  who  was  theratt. 
56*.  faste  wanting,     e,  f.  gates. 

571.  nowe  wanting,     f.  Who  be. 

572.  f.  makes.     578.  e.  said  they  then. 
f.  quoth  Clim.     57*.  come  right. 

58*.  the  for  our.    591.  none  in.     592.  e.  of  a. 
598.  Till  that.     f.  a  wanting. 
601.  d.  the  for  that. 

e.  that  good  yeman  wanting. 

f .  spake  good  Clim.     60*.  d,  f .  thou  shalt. 
611.  got  wanting. 

61 8.  d,  e.  porter  wend  (weend). 

f.  had  went  wanting.     621.  is  my :  he  said. 

622.  d.  ye  shall,     e,  f.  you  shall. 

628.  e,  f .  gates,     d,  e.  full  shortly. 

f .  ryght  wanting.     631.  are  we. 

63a.  Whereof :  are  right.     638.  d.  knowes. 

e,  f .  Christ  he  knowes  assuredly. 

63*.  e.  come  wanting,    f .  gett  out. 

642-81*.  then,  When,  and  nearly  always. 


651.  a  wanting.     658.  cast. 

65*.  d,  f.  his  keyes.     662.  e.  we  haue. 

668.  in  for  to.     66*.  d.  hundred. 

e,  f.  That  came  this  hundred.     67 1.  we  will. 

678.  brother.     67*.  That  for  Where  he. 

681.  d.  Then  :  their  good. 

e,  f.  Then:  their  good  yew.     688.  in  for  of. 
698.  d,  f.  of  squiers.     e.  squirers. 

69*.  e,  f.  That  iudged  William  hanged. 
701.  e,  f.  hymselfe  wanting. 

f.  ready  there  in.     70*.  d,  e.  Already. 

f.  to  hange.     7 12,  he  should,     e.  Cloudesle. 

718.  good  wanting. 

71*.  e.  thereby  make  him  a.     f .  And  wanting. 

721.  a  wanting.     72s.  a  graue. 

732.  I  will  thee  hang.     738.  heard  this. 

741.  eye.     e.  William. 

742.  two  (tow)  brethren :  stande  wanting. 
748.  e.  the  corner  :  place  wel  prepard. 
74*.  d.  good  wanting :  bent  wanting. 

e,  f.  wanting.     745.  d,  e.  the  justice  to  chase. 

f.  the  iustice  to  slaine.     751.  good  wanting. 
758.  e.  hands  let  free.     75*.  d,  e.  might  I. 
761.  Then  spake.     768.  Brother :  you. 

76*.  you.     771.  And  wanting. 

782.  d,  e.  they  had. 

78s.  f.  the  shirrfe,  the  other  the  iustice. 

78*.  d,  f.  can.     791.  e.. stood  them. 

79s.  fell  wanting.     79*.  d,  e.  deaths. 

801.  f.  flye.     802.  d,  f.  longer.     808.  e.  Then. 

811.  d,  f .  start,     e.  stept.     812.  out  of. 

81*.  had  wanting  :  all  too.     f .  Hee  thought. 

821.  e.  brethren.     822.  togyder  wanting. 

S31,  shot,     e,  f.  in  wanting. 

832.  full  wanting.    83*.  e.  The. 

d,  f .  long  did.     841.  like  for  as. 

852.  d,  f .  pressed  to.    85s.  e.  swords  out  anon. 

86s.  d,  f.  was  mid.     f .  were  mid. 

86*.  had  wanting. 

871.  e.  There  was  wanting,    e,  f .  Carlile  was. 

872.  they  wanting,     d.  backwards. 
881,  891,  901.  mayor,  maior. 

888.  thre  wanting.     88*.  For  of. 

d.  f.  they  stood  in  great. 

e.  they  were  in  great. 

89*.  e.  Within  that  stoure.     902.  brast. 
d,  f.  he  wanting.     908.  euill. 
90*.  f .  ffull  woe.     905.  f.  Keepe  well. 
906.  That.     912.  d,  e.  downe  they. 

f.  were  downe.     91*.  gotten  out.     e.  of  a. 
922.  heere  I.    e.  My.     928.  d,  f.  you. 
92*.  doe  you.     931.  d,  f.  their  keyes  at. 
d.  head.     938.  any.     941.  e,  f.  be  the. 


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d.  word.     942.  lightly.     948.  f.  wood. 

951.  d,  e.  English  wood,    f .  merry  greenwood. 

952.  the  trustie.     95*.  d.  full  great. 

961.  God  me  helpe.     968.  nowe  wanting. 
96*.  d.  manie.     e.  many.     f.  meanye. 

971.  d,  f.  sate.     e.  Then  sat  they. 

972.  d,  e.  drunke. 

97 8.  fit  of:  yeomen  for  yonge  men. 
f.  A  2d  ffitt  of  the  wightye. 
974.  And  wanting :  I  will. 

981.  English  wood,     d,  f.  sate. 

982.  d,  e.  trustie.     f.  the  greenwoode. 
98*.  woman  wepe.     e,  f.  They. 

984.  e,  f .  could  act. 

99 :.  Sore  then  :  there  wanting. 

d.  f.  and  sayd  begins  the  next  line. 
991,2.  e.  And  sayd  Alas  wanting. 
992.  saw.     993.  f.  nowe  wanting. 
1001.  e.  spoke.     1002.  Or  with. 

1008.  d,  e.  To  shew  to  them  what  him  befell. 

f.  To  show  them,  etc.     1011.  aside. 

1012.  f.  He  looked. 

1018.  second  his  wanting,     e.  He  saw  his. 

1022.  Under,     d.  this  trustie.     e.  a  trusty. 

f.  the  trustye.     1024.  d,  f.  shouldest  had. 

e.  shouldst  had.     1034.  d,  e.  brethren. 
1044.  e.  It  resteth.     1051.  the  lawnd. 
1052.  noble  men  all. 

1054.  f.  that  they  cold  see.     1062.  f.  saith. 

1068.  Because :  by  me. 

1071.  they  went :  theyr  wanting. 

1078.  for  their. 

1082, 1152.  without  any  leace  (lease). 

1091.  at  our.     1092.  f.  Att  a.     1101.  My. 

1102.  I  haue.     Ill1,  good  yeomen. 

Ill3,  d,  f.  might  hye.     e.  can  hye. 

Ill8,  pallace.     Ill4,  e,  f.  Where. 

d.  neede.     e,  f.  needs. 

1121.  kings,     f.  But  when.     1122.  f.  &  to. 

1131.  proceeded  presently.     1132.  they  had. 

1134.  e,  f.  gan.    1141.  e,  f.  you. 

1142.  e,  f.  to  me.     1148.  You :  thus  wanting. 

1144.  from  for  of.     1152.  f.  Certes. 

1158.  the  for  our.     1161.  the  for  our. 

d,  f.  when.    e.  whan. 
1171.  d,  e.  beseech  thee. 

f.  beseeche  yee  sure.     1181.  What  be. 

e,  f .  the  for  our. 

118*.  e.  They  sayd  wanting. 
1191.  d,  e.  than  wanting,    f.  then. 
e.  the  for  our.     1192.  of  wanting. 
1198.  f.  Here  I  make  a  vow  to  God. 
1194.  You.     120*.  f.  officer[s]  euery  one. 

VOL.   III.  5 


1211.  e.  Therefore.     1228.  doo/orbe:  come. 

1224.  from.     1232.  d.  your  wanting. 

123*.  d,  e.  hundreth :  f .  100d. 

1234.  d,  e.  of  you. 

f .  Of  you  wee  will  aske  noe.     1254.  You. 

1261.  ye.     1264.  f.  itt  shalbe. 

1271.  f.  good  my.     1272.  These :  ye. 

1274.  them  all.     1281.  f.  You :  townes. 

1302.  e.  garmarcie.     f .  god  a  mercye. 

1304.  they  shall. 

131 2.  d.  they  may  comfort  see. 

6.  they  might  comfort  see. 

f.  some  comfort  they  might  see. 

1318.  e,  f.  the  for  our. 

1321.  e.  sittin.    f.  sitten.     1328.  came  two. 

1338.  e.  our  for  your.     1341.  fareth. 

1351.  e.  slaine  them.     f.  then  said. 

1352.  Anone  that  you. 

1358.  and  wanting.     1361.  f.  ffor  wrath. 

1363.  then,    f .  rather  then.    1364.  of  wanting. 

1371.  f.  y-  wanting.     1372.  d.  forethinketh. 

1381.  d,  f.  king  he. 

1388.  And  there  :  thre  wanting. 

1392.  mayor.     1398.  catchpoles. 

1394.  f.  but  one.     1401.  bayliffes. 

1408.  forresters.     1404.  haue. 

f.  haue  the  slawe. 

1412.  e,  f .  Of  all.   f.  coice  the.   1418.  d.  Such. 

1422.  hys  wanting.     1428.  d.  table  he  said. 

e.  table  then  said  he.    f .  tables  then  sayd  hee. 
1424.  e,  f.  I  can.     1431.  then  called. 

143*.  e,  f .  said  he.     f.  To  see. 

1434.  e.  hath.     144 l.  d,  e.  buskt :  blithe. 

f .  archers  busket :  blythe. 

144*.  f.  Soe  did  the  queenes  alsoe. 

1448.  d,  e.  thre  wanting,     f.  weightye. 

1444.  f .  They  thought  with  them. 

1458.  thre  wanting.     1454.  them  wanting. 

1462.  e,  f.  By  him.     146*.  d,  e.  a  good. 

f.  him  not  a  good.     147  \  e.  the  for  our. 

f.  then  wanting.     147 2.  to  me. 

1481.  into  the.     1482.  brethren. 

1484.  f.  400  paces. 

1494.  For  no  man  can  so  doo. 

1501.  f.  syr  wanting.     1502.  further. 

151.  d,  f.  our  king,     e,  f.  then  wanting. 

152s.  tie  him.     1524.  e,  f.  see  him. 

1541.  hast  thee.     f .  then  wanting. 

1548.  f .  dost :  has.     155*.  you  hang. 

1562.  d,  e.  I  neuer  will  forsake. 

f.  That  I  will  neuer.     1578.  him  fro. 

158*.  out  wanting,    f.  meaten. 

1592.  e.  were.     1601.  were  there. 


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160*.  had  neede  of  a.     e,  f.  steddy. 
1621.  claue.     1622.  myght  see.     d,  f. 
1628.  Now  God  forbid  then  said. 


As. 


162*. 
1634. 
1651. 
1654. 
1668. 


d,  e.  shouldst.    1631.  f .  gaue :  8  pence. 

e.  chiefe  ranger.     1641.  xiii.     e,  f .  He. 
thee  a.     165s.  f.  bretheren. 

are  louely  to.     1662.  e,  f.  he  shall  be. 
mans  estate,     e,  f.  corns,  comes. 


166*.  d.  aduanced  I  will  him  see. 

e,  f.  Better  preferred.     1672.  d.  sore  for  to. 


e.  I  long  full  sore  to  see.     f.  I  long  her  sore. 
1674.  To. 

1682.  d.  To  some  bishop  will  we  wend, 
e,  f .  To  some  bishop  we  will  wend. 
1684.  at  bis.     1691.  e.  the  good. 
1692.  they  can.     d.  So  fast.     1698.  and  liued. 
169*.  good  yeomen.     1701.  f.  liffe. 
1708.  f.  with  a.     170*.  d,  e.  they  wanting. 
Insignificant  variations  of  spelling  are  not  no- 
ticed. 


APPENDIX 


THE  SECOND  PART  OF  ADAM  BELL 

August  16,  1586,  there  was  entered  to  Edward 
White,  in  the  Stationers'  Registers,  '  A  ballad  of 
William  Clowdisley  neuer  printed  before  : '  Arber, 
II,  455.  This  was  in  all  probability  the  present 
piece,  afterwards  printed  with  '  Adam  Bell '  as  a 
Second  Part.  The  Second  Part  of  Adam  Bell  was 
entered  to  John  Wright,  September  24,  1608  :  Ar- 
ber, III,  390.  The  ballad  is  a  pure  manufacture, 
with  no  root  in  tradition,  and  it  is  an  absurd  ex- 
travaganza besides.  The  copy  in  the  Percy  Folio, 
here  collated  with  the  earliest  preserved  printed 
copy,  has  often  the  better  readings,  but  may  have 
been  corrected,  a  has  such  monstrosities  as  y-then, 
y-so. 

a.  '  The  Second  Part  of  Adam  Bell,'  London,  James  Rob- 
erts, 1605.  b.  'Yonnge  Cloudeslee,'  Percy  MS.  p.  398; 
Hales  and  Furnivall,  III,  102. 

1  LIST  northerne  laddes  to  blither  things 

Then  yet  were  brought  to  light, 
Performed  by  our  countriemen 
In  many  a  fray  and  fight : 

2  Of  Adam  Bell,  dim  of  the  Clough, 

And  William  of  Cloudisly, 
Who  were  in  fauour  with  the  king, 
For  all  their  misery. 

3  Yong  William  of  the  wine-seller, 

When  yeoman  he  was  made, 
Gan  follow  then  his  father's  steps  : 
He  loued  a  bonny  maide. 

4  '  God's  crosse,'  quoth  William,  '  if  I  misse, 

And  may  not  of  her  speed, 


I  'le  make  a  thousand  northern  hearts 
For  very  wo  to  bleed.' 

5  Gone  he  is  a  wooing  now, 

Our  Ladie  well  him  guide  ! 
To  merry  Mansfield,  where  I  trow 
A  time  he  will  abide. 

6  '  Soone  dop  the  dore,  faire  Cicelie  bright, 

I  come  with  all  the  hast: 

I  come  a  wooing  thee  for  loue, 

Here  am  I  come  at  last. ' 

7  'I  know  you  not,'  quoth  Cicelie  tho, 

'  From  whence  that  yee  bee  come  ; 
My  loue  you  may  not  haue,  I  trow, 
I  vow  by  this  faire  sonne. 

8  '  For  why,  my  loue  is  fixt  so  sure 

Vpon  another  wight ; 
I  swere  by  sweet  Saint  Anne,  I  'le  neuer 
Abuse  him,  out  of  sight. 

9  '  This  night  I  hope  to  see  my  loue, 

In  all  his  pride  and  glee ; 
If  there  were  thousands,  none  but  him 
My  heart  would  ioy  to  see.' 

10  '  God's  curse  vpon  him,'  yong  William  said, 

'  Before  me  that  hath  sped  ! 
A  foule  ill  on  the  carrion  nurse 
That  first  did  binde  his  head  I ' 

11  Gan  William  tho  for  to  prepare 

A  medicine  for  that  chaff  e  : 
'  His  life,'  quoth  he,  '  full  hard  may  fare; 
Hee  's  best  to  keepe  alaffe.' 

12  He  drew  then  out  his  bright  brown  sword,- 

Which  was  so  bright  and  keene  ; 
A  stouter  man  and  hardier 
Nere  handled  sword,  I  weene. 


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13  '  Browne  tempered,  strong,  and  worthy  blade, 

Vnto  thy  maister  show, 
If  now  to  triall  thou  bee  put, 
How  thou  canst  bide  a  blow.' 

14  Yong  William  till  an  oake  gan  hie, 

Which  was  in  compasse  round 
Well  six  and  fifty  inches  nie, 
And  feld  it  to  the  ground. 

15  '  So  mot  he  fare,'  quoth  William  tho, 

'  That  for  her  loue  hath  laid 
Which  I  haue  loued,  and  nere  did  know 
Him  suter  till  that  maide. 

16  'And  now,  deare  father,  stout  and  strong, 

William  of  Cloudesley, 
How  happie  were  thy  troubled  sonne 
If  here  I  mot  thee  see. 

17  '  And  thy  too  brethren,  Adam  Bell 

And  Clim  of  the  Clough  ; 
Against  a  thousand  men,  and  more, 
We  foure  would  be  enough. 

18  '  Growne  it  is  full  foure  a  clocke, 

And  night  will  come  beliue  ; 
Come  on,  thou  lurden,  Cislei's  loue, 
This  night  must  I  thee  shriue. 

19  'Prepare  thee  strong,  thou  fow[l]  black  caufe  1 

What  ere  thou  be,  I  weene 
I  'le  giue  thy  coxcomb  saick  a  gird 
In  Mansfield  as  neuer  was  scene.' 

20  William  a  yong  faune  had  slaine, 

In  Sherwood,  merry  forrest; 
A  fairer  faune  for  man's  meat 
In  Sherwood  was  neuer  drest. 

21  Hee  hied  then  till  a  northerne  lasse, 

Not  halfe  a  mile  him  fro  ; 
He  said,  Dop  dore,  thou  good  old  nurse, 
That  in  to  thee  I  goe. 

22  '  I  faint  with  being  in  the  wood  ; 

Lo  heere  I  haue  a  kid, 
Which  I  haue  slo  for  thee  and  I ; 
Come  dresse  it  then,  I  bid. 

23  '  Fetch  bread  and  other  iolly  fare, 

Whereof  thou  hast  some  store  ; 
A  blither  gest  this  hundred  yeare 
Came  neuer  here  before.' 

24  The  good  old  nant  gan  hie  a  pace 

To  let  yong  William  in  ; 
'  A  happie  nurse,'  quoth  William  then, 
'  As  can  be  lightly  seene. 


25  '  Wend  till  that  house  hard  by,'  quoth  he, 

'  That  'a  made  of  lime  and  stone, 
Where  is  a  lasse,  faire  Cisse,'  hee  said  ; 
1 1  loue  her  as  my  owne. 

26  '  If  thou  can  fetch  her  vnto  me, 

That  we  may  merry  be, 
I  make  a  vow,  in  the  forrest, 
Of  deare  thou  shalt  haue  fee.' 

27  'Rest  then,  faire  sir,'  the  woman  said; 

'  I  sweare  by  good  Saint  lohn, 
I  will  bring  to  you  that  same  maide 
Full  quickly  and  anon.' 

28  'Meane  time,'  quoth  William,  'I 'le  be  cooke 

And  see  the  faune  i-drest; 
A  stouter  cooke  did  neuer  come 
Within  the  faire  forrest.' 

29  Thick  blith  old  lasse  had  wit  enow 

For  to  declare  his  minde ; 
So  fast  she  hi'd,  and  nere  did  stay, 
But  left  William  behind. 

30  Where  William,  like  a  nimble  cooke, 

Is  dressing  of  the  fare, 
And  for  this  damsell  doth  he  looke  ; 
4 1  would  that  she  were  here ! ' 

31  '  Good  speed,  blithe  Cisse,'  quoth  that  old  lasse; 

'  God  dild  yee,'  quoth  Cisley  againe ; 
'  How  done  you,  nant  lone  ?  '  she  said, 
'  Tell  me  it,  I  am  faine.' 

32  The  good  old  lone  said  weele  she  was, 

'  And  common  in  an  arrand  till  you ; 
For  you  must  to  my  cottage  gone, 
Full  quick,  I  tell  you  true  ; 

83  '  Where  we  full  merry  meane  to  be, 

All  with  my  elder  lad  : ' 
When  Cissley  heard  of  it,  truely, 
She  was  exceeding  glad. 

84  '  God's  curse  light  on  me,'  quoth  Cissley  tho, 

'  If  with  you  I  doe  not  hie  ; 
I  neuer  ioyed  more  forsooth 
Then  in  your  company. ' 

35  Happy  the  good-wife  thought  her  selfe 

That  of  her  purpose  she  had  sped, 
And  home  with  Cisley  she  doth  come, 
So  lightly  did  they  tread. 

36  And  comming  in,  here  William  soone 

Had  made  ready  his  fare ; 
The  good  old  wife  did  wonder  much 
So  soone  as  she  came  there. 


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37  Cisley  to  William  now  is  come, 

God  send  her  mickle  glee  ! 
Yet  was  she  in  a  maze,  God  wot, 
When  she  saw  it  was  hee. 

38  '  Had  I  beene  ware,  good  sir,'  she  said, 

<  Of  that  it  had  beene  you, 
I  would  haue  staid  at  home  in  sooth, 
I  tell  you  very  true.' 

89  '  Faire  Cisley,'  then  said  William  kind, 

*  Misdeeme  thou  not  of  mee ; 
I  sent  not  for  thee  to  the  end 
To  do  thee  iniury. 

40  '  Sit  downe,  that  we  may  talke  a  while, 

And  eate  all  of  the  best 
And  fattest  kidde  that  euer  was  slaine 
In  merry  Sirwood  forrest.' 

41  His  louing  words  wan  Cisley  then 

To  keepe  with  him  a  while  ; 
But  in  the  meane  time  Cislei's  loue 
Of  her  was  tho  beguile. 

42  A  stout  and  sturdie  man  he  was 

Of  quality  and  kind, 

And  knowne  through  all  the  north  country 
To  beare  a  noble  minde. 

43  « But  what,'  quoth  William,  « do  I  care? 

If  that  he  meane  to  weare, 
First  let  him  winne  ;  els  neuer  shall 
He  haue  the  maide,  I  sweare.' 

44  Full  softly  is  her  louer  come, 

And  knocked  at  the  dore  ; 
But  tho  he  mist  of  Cislei's  roome, 
Whereat  he  stampt  and  swore. 

45  '  A  mischief  on  his  heart,'  quoth  he, 

'  That  hath  enlured  the  maide 
To  be  with  him  in  company  ! ' 
He  car'd  not  what  he  sayd. 

46  He  was  so  with  anger  mooued 

He  sware  a  well  great  oth, 
'  Deere  should  he  pay,  if  I  him  knew, 
Forsooth  and  by  my  troth ! ' 

47  Gone  he  is  to  finde  her  out, 

Not  knowing  where  she  is  ; 
Still  wandring  in  the  weary  wood, 
His  true-loue  he  doth  misse. 

48  William  purchast  hath  the  game, 

Which  he  doth  meane  to  hold  : 
'  Come  rescew  her,  and  if  you  can, 
And  dare  to  be  so  bold  ! ' 


49  At  length  when  he  had  wandred  long 

About  the  forrest  wide, 

A  candle-light  a  furlong  off 

Full  quickly  he  espied. 

50  Then  to  the  house  he  hied  him  fast, 

Where  quickly  he  gan  here 
The  voice  of  his  owne  deere  true-loue, 
A  making  bonny  cheere. 

51  Then  gan  he  say  to  Cisley  tho, 

0  Cisley,  come  a  way  ! 

I  haue  beene  wandring  thee  to  finde 
Since  shutting  in  of  day. 

52  '  Who  calls  f aire  Cisse  ?  '  quoth  William  then ; 

'  What  carle  dares  bee  so  bold 

Once  to  aduenture  to  her  to  speake 

Whom  I  haue  now  in  hold  ? ' 

53  '  List  thee,  faire  sir,'  quoth  Cislei's  loue, 

'  Let  quickly  her  from  you  part ; 
For  all  your  lordly  words,  I  sweare 

1  'le  haue  her,  or  make  you  smart.' 

54  Yong  William  to  his  bright  browne  sword 

Gan  quickly  then  to  take  : 
'  Because  thou  so  dost  challenge  me, 
I  'le  make  thy  kingdome  quake. 

55  '  Betake  thee  to  thy  weapon  strong; 

Faire  time  I  giue  to  thee  ; 
And  for  my  loue  as  well  as  thine 
A  combat  fight  will  I.' 

56  'Neuer  let  sonne,'  quoth  Cislei's  loue, 

'  Shine  more  vpon  my  head, 
If  I  doe  flie,  by  heauen  aboue, 
Wert  thou  a  giant  bred.' 

57  To  bilbo-blade  gat  William  tho, 

And  buckler  stiffe  and  strong  ; 
A  stout  battaile  then  they  fought, 
Well  nie  two  houres  long. 

58  Where  many  a  grieuous  wound  was  giue 

To  each  on  either  part ; 
Till  both  the  champions  then  were  droue 
Almost  quite  out  of  heart. 

59  Pitteous  mone  faire  Cisley  made, 

That  all  the  forrest  rong  ; 
The  grieuous  shrikes  made  such  a  noise, 
She  had  so  shrill  a  tongue. 

60  At  last  came  in  the  keepers  three, 

With  bowes  and  arrowes  keene, 
Where  they  let  flie  among  these  two, 
An  hundred  as  I  weene. 


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61  William,  stout  and  strong  in  heart, 

When  he  had  them  espied, 
Set  on  corrage  for  his  part ; 
Among  the  thickst  he  hied. 

62  The  chief e  ranger  of  the  woods 

At  first  did  William  smite  ; 
Where,  at  on  blow,  he  smot  his  head 
Fro  off  his  shoulders  quite. 

63  And  being  in  so  furious  tcenc, 

About  him  then  he  laid  ; 

He  slew  immediatly  the  wight 

Was  sutor  to  the  maide. 

64  Great  moane  was  then  made  ; 

The  like  was  neuer  heard  ; 
Which  made  the  people  all  around 
To  crie,  they  were  so  feard. 

65  '  Arme !  arme ! '  the  country  cried, 

'For  God's  loue  quickly  hie  !' 
Neuer  was  such  a  slaughter  seene 
In  all  the  north  country. 

66  Will[iam]  still,  though  wounded  sore, 

Continued  in  his  fight 
Till  he  had  slaine  them  all  foure, 
That  very  winter-night. 

67  All  the  country  then  was  raisd, 

The  traytor  for  to  take 
That  for  the  loue  of  Cisley  faire 
Had  all  this  slaughter  make. 

68  To  the  woods  hied  William  tho  — 

'T  was  best  of  all  his  play  — 
Where  in  a  caue  with  Cisley  faire 
He  liued  many  a  day. 

69  Proclamation  then  was  sent 

The  country  all  around, 
The  lord  of  Mansfield  should  he  be 
That  first  the  traytor  found. 

70  Till  the  court  these  tydings  came, 

Where  all  men  did  bewaile 
The  yong  and  lusty  William, 

Which  so  had  made  them  quaile. 

71  Hied  vp  then  William  Cloudesley, 

And  lustie  Adam  Bell, 
And  famous  Clim  of  the  Clough, 
Which  three  then  did  excell. 

72  To  the  king  they  hied  them  fast, 

Full  quickly  and  anon  ; 
'Mercy  I  pray,'  quoth  old  William, 
'  For  William  my  sonne.' 


73  '  No  mercy,  traitors,'  quoth  the  king, 

'  Hangd  shall  yee  be  all  foure  ; 
Vnder  my  nose  this  plot  haue  you  laid 
To  bringe  to  passe  before.' 

74  '  In  sooth,'  bespake  then  Adam  Bell, 

4  111  signe  Your  Grace  hath  seene 
Of  any  such  comotion 

Since  with  you  we  haue  beene. 

75  '  If  then  we  can  no  mercy  haue, 

But  leese  both  life  and  goods, 
Of  your  good  grace  we  take  our  leaue 
And  hie  vs  to  the  woods.' 

76  'Arme,  arme,'  then  quoth  the  king, 

4  My  merry  men  euerychone, 
Full  fast  againe  these  rebbells  now 
Vnto  the  woods  are  gone. 

77  '  A,  wo  is  vs  !  what  shall  we  doo, 

Or  which  way  shall  we  worke, 
To  hunt  them  forth  out  of  the  woods, 
So  traytrouslie  there  that  lurke  ?  ' 

78  '  List  you,'  quoth  a  counsellor  graue, 

A  wise  man  he  seemd  ; 
The[n]  craued  the  king  his  pardon  free 
Vnto  them  to  haue  deemd. 

79  '  God's  forbod  ! '  quoth  the  king, 

'  I  neuer  it  will  do  1 

For  they  shall  hang,  each  mother's  sonne ; 
Faire  sir,  I  tell  you  true.' 

80  Fifty  thousand  men  were  charged 

After  them  for  to  take  ; 
Some  of  them,  set  in  sundry  townes, 
In  companies  did  waite. 

81  To  the  woods  gan  some  to  goe, 

In  hope  to  find  them  out ; 
And  them  perforce  they  thought  to  take, 
If  they  might  find  them  out. 

82  To  the  woods  still  as  they  came 

Dispatched  still  they  were  ; 
Which  made  full  many  a  trembling  heart, 
And  many  a  man  in  feare. 

83  Still  the  outlawes,  Adam  Bell 

And  Clim  of  the  Clough, 
Made  iolly  cheere  with  venison, 
Strong  drinke  and  wine  enough. 

84  '  Christ  me  blesse  ! '  then  said  our  king, 

'  Such  men  were  neuer  knowne ; 
They  are  the  stoutest-hearted  men 
That  manhoode  euer  showne. 


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85  '  Come,  my  secretary  good, 

And  cause  to  be  declared 
A  general!  pardone  to  them  all, 
Which  neuer  shall  be  discared. 

86  '  Lining  plenty  shall  they  haue, 

Of  gold  and  eke  of  fee, 
If  they  will,  as  they  did  before, 
Come  Hue  in  court  with  me.' 

87  Sodenly  went  forth  the  newes, 

Declared  by  trumpets  sound, 
Whereof  these  three  were  well  aduis'd, 
In  caue  as  they  were  in  ground. 

88  '  But  list  you,  sirs,'  quoth  William  yong, 

'  I  dare  not  trust  the  king  ; 
It  is  some  fetch  is  in  his  head, 
Whereby  to  bring  vs  in. 

89  '  Nay,  stay  we  here :  or  first  let  me 

A  messenger  be  sent 
Vnto  the  court,  where  I  may  know 
His  Maiestie's  intent.' 

90  This  pleased  Adam  Bell : 

'  So  may  we  Hue  in  peace, 
We  are  at  his  most  high  command, 
And  neuer  will  we  cease. 

91  'But  if  that  still  we  shall  be  vrged, 

And  called  by  traitrous  name, 
And  threated  hanging  for  euery  thing, 
His  Highnesse  is  to  blame. 

92  '  Neare  had  His  Grace  subiects  more  true, 

And  sturdier  then  wee, 
Which  are  at  His  Highnesse  will ; 
God  send  him  well  to  bee  ! ' 

93  So  to  the  court  is  yong  William  gone, 

To  parley  with  the  king, 
Where  all  men  to  the  king's  presence 
Did  striue  him  for  to  bring. 

94  When  he  before  the  king  was  come, 

He  kneeled  down  full  low ; 

He  shewed  quickly  to  the  king 

What  duty  they  did  owe  ; 

95  In  such  delightfull  order  blith, 

The  king  was  quickly  wonne 
To  comfort  them  in  their  request, 
As  he  before  had  done. 

96  '  Fetch  bread  and  drinke,'  then  said  His  Grace, 

'  And  meat  all  of  the  best ; 
And  stay  all  night  here  at  the  court, 
And  soundly  take  thy  rest.' 


97  '  Gramercies  to  Your  Grace,'  said  William, 

'  For  pardon  graunted  I  see  : '         «.* 
'  For  signe  thereof,  here  take  my  scale, 
And  for  more  certainty.' 

98  '  God's  curse  vpon  me,'  sayd  William, 

'  For  my  part  if  I  meane 
Euer  againe  to  stirre  vp  strife  1 ' 
It  neuer  shall  bee  scene.' 

99  The  nobles  all  to  William  came, 

He  was  so  stout  and  trimme, 
And  all  the  ladies,  for  very  ioy, 
Did  come  to  welcome  him. 

100  '  Faire  Cisley  now  I  haue  to  wife, 

In  field  I  haue  her  wonne  ; ' 
'  Bring  her  here,  for  God's  loue,'  said  they  all, 
'  Full  welcome  shall  she  be  [soone].' 

101  Forth  againe  went  William  backe, 

To  wood  that  he  did  hie, 
And  to  his  father  there  he  shewd 
The  king  his  pardone  free. 

102  '  Health  to  His  Grace,'  quoth  Adam  Bell, 

'  I  beg  it  on  my  knee  ! ' 
The  like  said  Clim  of  the  Clough, 
And  William  of  Cloudesley. 

103  To  the  court  they  all  prepare, 

Euen  as  fast  as  they  can  hie, 
Where  graciously  they  were  receiud, 
With  mirth  and  merry  glee. 

104  Cisley  faire  is  wend  alone 

Vpon  a  gelding  faire  ; 
A  proprer  damsell  neuer  came 
In  any  courtly  ayre. 

105  '  Welcome,  Cisley,'  said  the  queene, 

'  A  lady  I  thee  make, 
To  wait  vpon  my  owne  person, 
In  all  my  chiefest  state.' 

106  So  quickly  was  this  matter  done, 

Which  was  so  hardly  doubted, 
That  all  contentions  after  that 
From  court  were  quickly  rowted. 

107  Fauourable  was  the  king  ; 

So  pood  they  did  him  finde, 
The[y]  neuer  after  sought  againe 
To  vex  his  royall  minde. 

108  Long  time  they  liued  in  court, 

So  neare  vnto  the  king 
That  neuer  after  was  attempt 
Offred  for  any  thing. 


117.    A  GBST   OP  ROBYN   HODE 


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109  God  aboue  giue  all  men  grace 

In  quiet  for  to  Hue, 
And  not  rebelliously  abroad 
Their  princes  for  to  grieue. 

110  Let  not  the  hope  of  pardon  mooue 

A  subiect  to  attempt 


His  soueraigne's  anger,  or  his  loue 
From  him  for  to  exempt. 

Ill  But  that  all  men  may  ready  be 

With  all  their  maine  and  mi^ht 

o 

To  serue  the  Lord,  and  loue  the  King, 
In  honor,  day  and  night ! 


a.  I4.  In  mickle.     61.  Some. 

134.  canst  thou.     20s.  man's  y-meat. 

212.  he  fro.      282.  I  drest. 

352.  That  her  purpose  he  had  of  sped. 

354.  they  read.     374.  amaze. 

461.  was  yso.     641.  ythen.      762.  euery  chone. 

921.  more  subjects  true.     938.  Which  for  Where. 

b.  I4.  In  many.     52.  will  for  well.     61.   Soone. 
68.  to  thee.     IS1,  sword  for  strong. 

134.  thou  canst.     184.  I  must.     191.  ffowle. 

194.  wasneuer.    208.  man's  meate.     2 12,  him  ff roe. 

21s.  dop  the.     228.  slaine  ffor  thee  &  mee. 

282.  To  see  :  well  drest. 

311.  God  speed.     313.  doe  yee. 

821.  woman  for  lone.     322.  in  wanting  :  to  you. 


352.  of  her  purpose  shee  had  sped. 

354.  they  did  tread.     378.  a  maze. 

408.  The  flattest.     448.  mist  Cisleys  companye. 

452.  allured  this.     461.  soe. 

524.  in  my  for  now  in.     572.  That  was  both  stiffe. 

574.  Weer  neere.     6 11,  strong  &  stout. 

661.  William.     682.  Itt  was  the  best. 

73a.  You  shall  be  hanged.     738.  plott  yee  have. 

762.  euer-eche  one.     788.  The  craued. 

794.  I  tell  you  verry  true.     861.  Liuings. 

921.  subiects  more  true.     938.  Where. 

971.  Gramercy. 

1004.  Welcome  shee  shall  bee  soone.    1041.  is  gone. 

1054.  cheefe  estate.     1064.  rooted. 

1078.  ff  ought  for  sought. 


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A  GEST  OF   ROBYN   HODE 


a.  '  A  Gest  of  Robyn  Hode,'  without  printer's  name, 
date,  or  place  ;  the  eleventh  and  last  piece  in  a  vol- 
ume  in   the  Advocates'  Library,    Edinburgh.     Re- 
printed by    David   Laing,    1827,    with   nine  pieces 
from  the   press   of  Walter  Cheprnan   and   Androw 
Myllar,  Edinburgh,  1508,  and  one  other,  by  a  printer 
unknown,  under  the  title  of  The  Knightly  Tale  of 
Golagrus  and  Gawane,  and  other  Ancient  Poems. 

b.  'A  Lytell  Geste  of  Robyn  Hode,'  etc.,    London, 
Wynken  de  Worde,  n.  d.:  Library  of  the  University 
of  Cambridge. 


c.  Douce  Fragment,  No  16:  Bodleian  Library. 

d.  Douce  Fragment,  No  17:  Bodleian  Library. 

e.  Douce  Fragment,  No  16:  Bodleian  Library.* 

f.  '  A  Mery   Geste  of   Robyn    Hoode,'    etc.,   London, 
Wyllyam  Copland,  n.  d. :  British  Museum,  C.  21.  c. 

g.  '  A  Merry  lest  of  Robin  Hood,'  etc.,  London,  printed 
for  Edward  White,  n.  d. :   Bodleian  Library,  Z.  3. 
Art.  Seld.,  and  Mr  Henry  Huth's  library. 


THE  best  qualified  judges  are  not  agreed  as 
to  the  typographical  origin  of  a:  see  Dick- 
son,  Introduction  of  the  Art  of  Printing  into 

*  a  preserves  stanzas  1-834,  118*-2083,  3142-3493 ;  with 
defects  at  &  »  71,  1234-1278,  133-1363.  It  has  therefore 
about  200  stanzas  out  of  456. 


Scotland,  Aberdeen,  1885,  pp  51  ff,  82  ff,  86  f. 
Mr  Laing  had  become  convinced  before  his 
death  that  he  had  been  wrong  in  assigning 

C  preserves  264-603 ;  d,  280-350,  very  much  mutilated  ; 
e,  4354-4501,  very  much  mutilated,  e,  inserted  among  the 
Douce  fragments,  was  presented  by  Mr  Halliwell-PhilliYs. 


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117.    A  GEST   OF  ROBYN   HODE 


this  piece  to  the  press  of  Chepman  and  Myl- 
lar.  The  date  of  b  may  be  anywhere  from 
1492  to  1534,  the  year  of  W.  de  Worde's 
death.  Of  c  Ritson  says,  in  his  corrected 
preface  to  the  Gest,  1832,  I,  2 :  By  the  favor 
of  the  Reverend  Dr  Farmer,  the  editor  had 
in  his  hands,  and  gave  to  Mr  Douce,  a  few 
leaves  of  an  old  4to  black  letter  impression 
by  the  above  Wynken  de  Worde,  probably 
in  1489,  and  totally  unknown  to  Ames  and 
Herbert.  No  reason  is  given  for  this  date.* 
I  am  not  aware  that  any  opinion  has  been 
expressed  as  to  the  printer  or  the  date  of  d,  e. 
W.  Copland's  edition,  f,  if  his  dates  are  fully 
ascertained,  is  not  earlier  than  1548.  Ritson 
says  that  g  is  entered  to  Edward  White  in 
the  Stationers'  books,  13  May,  1594.  "A 
pastorall  plesant  commedie  of  Robin  Hood  & 
Little  John,  &c,"  is  entered  to  White  on  the 
14th  of  May  of  that  year,  Arber,  II,  649: 
this  is  more  likely  to  have  been  a  play  of 
Robin  Hood. 

a,  b,  f,  g,  are  deficient  at  71,  3391,  and  mis- 
printed at  49,  50,  repeating,  it  may  be,  the 
faults  of  a  prior  impression,  a  appears,  by 
internal  evidence,  to  be  an  older  text  than  b.f 


Some  obsolete  words  of  the  earlier  copies 
have  been  modernized  in  f,  g,J,  and  deficient 
lines  have  been  supplied.  A  considerable 
number  of  Middle  -  English  forms  remain  § 
after  those  successive  renovations  of  reciters 
and  printers  which  are  presumable  in  such 
cases.  The  Gest  may  have  been  compiled  at 
a  time  when  such  forms  had  gone  out  of  use, 
and  these  may  be  relics  of  the  ballads  from 
which  this  little  epic  was  made  up;  or  the 
whole  poem  may  have  been  put  together  as 
early  as  1400,  or  before.  There  are  no  firm 
grounds  on  which  to  base  an  opinion. 

No  notice  of  Robin  Hood  has  been  down 
to  this  time  recovered  earlier  than  that  which 
was  long  ago  pointed  out  by  Percy  as  oc- 
curring in  Piers  Plowman,  and  this,  accord- 
ing to  Professor  Skeat,  cannot  be  older  than 
about  1377. ||  Sloth,  in  that  poem,  says  in 
his  shrift  that  he  knows  "rymes  of  Robyn 
Hood  and  Randolf,  erle  of  Chestre,"  ^[  though 
but  imperfectly  acquainted  with  his  pater- 
noster :  B,  passus  v,  401  f,  Skeat,  ed.  1886, 
I,  166.  References  to  Robin  Hood,  or  to  his 
story,  are  not  infrequent  in  the  following  cen- 
tury. 


*  Dr  Farmer  considered  these  leaves  to  be  of  Rastell's 
printing,  and  older  by  some  years  than  b;  which  is  not 
quite  intelligible,  since  Rastell's  work  is  put  at  1517-38. 
c  is  cited  under  Rastell's  name  in  Ritson's  second  edition 
as  well  as  his  first. 

t  94,  a,  allther  moste :  b,  all  other  moste.  (f,  g,  of  all 
other ;  b,  283s,  all  ther  best ;  2841,  all  theyre  best ;  f ,  g,  al 
of  the  best.)  614,  a,  Muche  in  fere :  b,  Much  also.  684,  a, 
By  xxviii  (eight  and  twenty)  score :  b  (f,  g),  By  eyghtene 
score,  which  gives  no  meaning.  1388,  a.'frembde  bested  : 
b  (f,  g),  frend.  1734,  a,  same  nyght :  b,  same  day.  1764,  a, 
wode  hore :  b  (f,  g),  wode  tre.  3332,  a,  on  rode  :  b  (f,  g), 
on  a  tre.  3432,  a,  The  sherif :  b  (f ,  g),  The  knyght. 

{  133,  a,  b,  husbonde :  f,  g,  husbandeman.  2561,  b,  in 
yonder  other  corser :  f ,  on  the  other  courser  :  g,  in  the  other 
coffer.  2744,  2862,  3874,  41 22,  b,  trystell-tre :  f,  g,  trusty 
tre.  3851,  b,  "tarpe":  f,  g,  scale.  3714,  b,  blyve:  f,  g, 
blythe,  etc. 

§  1112,  That  all  this  worlde  wrought;  1632,  The  while 
that  he  wolde ;  31 64,  To  mete  can  they  gone  ;  724,  But  his 
bowe  tree  ;  291,  They  brought  hym  to  the  lodge  dore. 

2554,  To  seke  a  monke's  male ;  3603,  He  shall  haue  the 
knyghtes  londys ;  3691,  And  I  wyll  be  your  ledes  man ; 
3761,  Robyn  toke  the  kynges  hors;  3663,  3672,  3684,  etc. 
3368,  For  our  dere  lady  loue. 

311,  With  wordes  fayre  and  fre ;  344,  Of  all  these  weky's 
thre;  2102,  Or  a  man  that  myrthes  can;  31 84,  The  walles 
all  abonte ;  602,  3314,  3322,  3712,  etc.  4334,  And  all  his 
menne's  fe. 


212,  By  a  derne  strete ;  251,  Welcome  be  thou  to  grene 
wode ;  2981,  But  had  I  the  in  grene  wode ;  3278,  3738, 3748. 

564,  Ouer  the  salte  see;  1734,  That  ylke  same  nyght; 
2132,  By  the  hye  way;  2352,  Of  all  this  longe  day;  2411, 
2924,  3032,  3051,  3932,  4554,  etc.  252,  Hende  knyght  &  fre ; 
1133,  Out,  he  sayd,  thou  false  knyght;  2423,  Therfore  I 
cun  the  more  thanke. 

472,  1002,  By  God  that  made  me;  804,  To  walke  by  his 
sycle ;  2222,  And  that  shall  rewe  the ;  2974,  Other  wyse 
thou  behote  me ;  4261,  So  God  me  helpe,  sayd  our  kynge. 
d,  2822,  3172,  herkeneth. 

||  Ritson  had  seen,  among  Peck's  collections  for  the  his- 
tory of  Premonstratensian  monasteries,  a  Latin  poem  with 
the  title  Prioris  Alnwicensis  de  bello  Scotico  apud  Dun- 
bar,  tempore  regis  Edwardi  I,  dictamen,  sive  rithmus 
Latinus,  quo  de  Willielmo  Wallace,  Scotico  illo  Robin 
Whood,  plura  sed  invidiose  canit,  and  in  the  margin  the 
date  22  Julii,  1304;  whence  he  concluded  that  Robin  Hood 
was  both  mentioned,  and  compared  with  Wallace,  in  1304. 
The  date  refers  to  matters  in  the  poem.  The  MS.  (Sloane, 
4934,  pars  11,  ff  103-106)  is  of  the  eighteenth  century,  Hardy, 
Descriptive  Catalogue,  etc.,  Ill,  279,  No  503.  The  title 
was  supplied  by  Peck,  one  of  whose  marks  is  the  spelling 
Whood. 

1  Either  Randle  the  second,  earl  from  1128  to  1153,  or 
Randle  the  third,  earl  from  1181  and  for  fifty  years,  would 
be  likely  to  be  the  subject  of  ballads,  but  especially  the  lat- 
ter. He  figures  in  the  story  of  Fulk  Fitz  Warine :  Wright, 
p.  149. 


117.    A  GEST  OF  ROBYN  HODE 


41 


In  Wyntoun's  Chronicle  of  Scotland,  put 
at  about  1420,  there  is  this  passage,  standing 
quite  by  itself ,  under  the  year  1283 : 

Lytill  Ihon  and  Robyne  Hude 
Waythmen  ware  commendyd  gude ; 
In  Yngilwode  and  Barnysdale 
Thai  oysyd  all  this  tyme  thare  trawale. 

Laing,  II,  263. 

Disorderly  persons  undertook,  it  seems,  to 
imitate  Robin  Hood  and  his  men.  In  the 
year  1417,  says  Stowe,  one,  by  his  counterfeit 
name  called  Fryer  Tucke,  with  many  other 
malefactors,  committed  many  robberies  in  the 
counties  of  Surrey  and  Sussex,  whereupon 
the  king  sent  out  his  writs  for  their  appre- 
hension :  Annals,  p.  352  b,  ed.  1631.*  A 
petition  to  Parliament,  in  the  year  1439,  rep- 
resents that  one  Piers  Venables,  of  Derby- 
shire, rescued  a  prisoner,  "  and  after  that 
tyme,  the  same  Piers  Venables,  havynge  no 
liflode  ne  sufficeante  of  goodes,  gadered  and 
assembled  unto  him  many  misdoers,  beynge  of 
his  clothinge,  .  .  .  and,  in  manere  of  insur- 
rection, wente  into  the  wodes  in  that  centre", 
like  as  it  hadde  be  Robyn  -  hode  and  his 
meyne' :  "  Rotuli  Parliamentorum,  V,  IG.f 

Bower,  writing  1441-47,  describes  the 
lower  orders  of  his  time  as  entertaining  them- 


selves with  ballads  both  merry  and  serious, 
about  Robin  Hood,  Little  John,  and  their 
mates,  and  preferring  them  to  all  others  ;$ 
and  Major,  or  Mair,  who  was  born  not  long 
after  1450,  says  in  his  book,  printed  in  1521, 
that  Robin  Hood  ballads  were  in  vogue  over 
all  Britain.§ 

Sir  John  Paston,  in  1473,  writes  of  a  ser- 
vant whom  he  had  kept  to  play  Robin  Hood 
and  the  Sheriff  of  Nottingham,  and  who  was 
gone  into  Bernysdale :  Fenn,  Original  Let- 
ters, etc.,  II,  134,  cited  by  Ritson. 

Gutch  cites  this  allusion  to  Robin  Hood 
ballads  "  from  MS.  Porkington,  No  10,  f.  152, 
written  in  the  reign  of  Edward  IV  :  " 

Ther  were  tynkerris  in  tarlottus,  the  met  was  fulle 

goode, 
The  "  sowe  sat  one  him  benche  "  (sic),  and  harppyd 

Robyn  Hoode. 

And  again,  the  name  simply,  from  "  a  song 
on  Woman,  from  MS.  Lambeth,  306,  fol.  135, 
of  the  fifteenth  century  " : 

He  that  made  this  songe  full  good 

Came  of  the  northe  and  of  the  sothern  blode, 

And  somewhat  kyne  to  Robyn  Hode. 

Gutch,  Robin  Hood,  I,  55  f . 

These  passages  show  the  popularity  of 
Robin  Hood  ballads  for  a  century  or  more 


*  Cited  by  Ritson.     I  have  not  found  the  writs. 

t  Cited  in  the  Edinburgh  Review,  1847,  LXXXVI,  134, 
note;  and  by  Hunter,  1852,  The  Ballad-Hero,  Robin  Hood, 
p.  58  (where  the  year  is  wrongly  given  as  1432).  It  appears 
from  many  cases  that  the  name  was  very  often  pronounced 
Rdbinhode. 

J  "  Robertus  Hode  et  Litill-Johanne,  cum  eorum  com- 
plicibus,  de  quibus  stolidum  vulgus  hianter  in  comcediis  et 
in  tragrediis  prurienter  festum  faciunt,  et  prae  ceteris  ro- 
manciis  mimos  et  bardanos  cantitare  delectantur." 

"  Of  whom  the  foolish  vulgar  in  comedies  and  tragedies 
make  lewd  entertainment,  and  are  delighted  to  hear  the 
jesters  and  minstrels  sing  them  above  all  other  ballads : " 
Ritson,  whose  translation  may  pass.  Ritson  rightly  ob- 
serves that  comedies  and  tragedies  here  are  not  to  be  under- 
stood as  plays.  Then  follows  this  abstract  of  one  of  the 
'tragedies.' 

"  De  quo  etiam  quagdam  commend abilia  recitantur,  sicut 
patuit  in  hoc,  quod  cum  ipse  quondam  in  Barnisdale,  iram 
regis  et  fremitum  principis  declinans,  missam,  ut  solitus 
erat,  devotissime  audiret,  nee  aliqua  necessitate  volebat  in- 
terrumpere  officium,  quadam  die,  cum  audiret  missam,  a 
quodam  vicecomite  et  ministris  regis,  eum  saepius  perprius 
infestantibus,  in  illo  secretissimo  loco  nemorali  ubi  misses 
interfuit  exploratus,  venientes  ad  eum  qui  hoc  de  suis  per- 

VOL.    III.  6 


ceperunt  ut  omni  annisu  fugeret  suggesserunt.  Quod,  ob 
reverentiam  sacramenti,  quod  tune  devotissime  venerabatur, 
omnino  facere  recusavit.  Sed,  ceteris  suis  ob  metum  mortis 
trepidantibus,  Robertus,  in  tantum  confisus  in  eum  quern 
coluit,  inveritus,  cum  paucis  qui  tune  forte  ei  affuerunt  ini- 
micos  congressus  eos  de  facili  devicit,  et,  de  eorum  spoliis 
ac  redemptione  ditatus,  ministros  ecclesiae  et  missas  in  ma- 
jore  veneratione  semper  et  de  post  habere  praeelegit,  atten- 
dens  quod  vulgariter  dictum  est : 

Hunc  deus  exaudit  qui  missam  saepius  audit." 

Scotichronicon,  ed.  Goodall,  II,  104. 

§  Major  was  in  extreme  old  age  in  1524 :  see  Moir's  Wal- 
lace, I,  iv.  "  Robertus  Hudus  Anglus  et  Paruus  loannes, 
latrones  famatissimi  in  nemoribus  latuerunt,  solum  opulen- 
torum  virornm  bona  diripientes.  Nullum  nisi  eos  inuaden- 
tem,  vel  resistentem  pro  suarum  rerum  tuitione,  occiderunt 
Centum  sagittarios  ad  pugnam  aptissimos  Robertus  latro- 
ciniis  aluit,  quos  400  viri  fortissimi  inuadere  non  audebant. 
Rebus  huius  Roberti  gestis  tola  Britannia  incantibus  utitur. 
Fceminam  nullam  opprimi  permisit,  nee  pauperum  bona 
surripuit,  verum  eos  ex  abbatum  bonis  ablatis  opipare 
pauit."  Historia  Maioris  Britannia?,  fol.  55  b. 

It  will  be  observed  that  Wyntoun,  Bower,  and  Mair  are 
Scots. 


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117.    A  GEST   OF  ROBYN   HODE 


before  the  time  when  the  Gest  was  printed,  a 
popularity  which  was  fully  established  at  the 
beginning  of  this  period,  and  unquestionably 
extended  back  to  a  much  earlier  day.  Of 
these  ballads,  there  have  come  down  to  us  in 
a  comparatively  ancient  form  the  following : 
those  from  which  the  Gest  (printed,  perhaps, 
before  1500)  was  composed,  being  at  least 
four,  Robin  Hood,  the  Knight  and  the  Monk, 
Robin  Hood,  Little  John  and  the  Sheriff, 
Robin  Hood  and  the  King,  and  Robin  Hood's 
Death  (a  fragment)  ;  Robin  Hood  and  the 
Monk,  No  118,  more  properly  Robin  Hood 
rescued  by  Little  John,  MS.  of  about  1450, 
but  not  for  that  older  than  the  ballads  of  the 
Gest ;  Robin  Hood  and  Guy  of  Gisborn,  No 
119,  Percy  MS.  c.  1650;  Robin  Hood's  Death, 
No  120,  Percy  MS.  and  late  garlands ;  Robin 
Hood  and  the  Potter,  No  121,  MS.  of  about 
1500,  later,  perhaps,  than  any  other  of  the 
group.*  Besides  these  there  are  thirty-two 
ballads,  Nos  122-153.  For  twenty-two  of 
these  we  have  the  texts  of  broadsides  and 
garlands  of  the  seventeenth  century, f  four  of 
the  same  being  also  found  in  the  Percy  MS. ; 
eight  occur  in  garlands,  etc.,  of  the  last  cen- 
tury, one  of  these  same  in  the  Percy  MS.,  and 
another  in  an  eighteenth-century  MS. ;  one  is 
derived  from  a  suspicious  nineteenth-century 
MS.,  and  one  from  nineteenth-century  tradi- 
tion. About  half  a  dozen  of  these  thirty-two 
have  in  them  something  of  the  old  popular 
quality ;  as  many  more  not  the  least  smatch 
of  it.  Fully  a  dozen  are  variations,  some- 

*  Because  comic  and  not  heroic,  and  because  Robin  is 
put  at  a  disadvantage.  In  the  other  ballads  Robin  Hood  is 
"  evermore  the  best."  Though  there  is  humor  in  the  Gest, 
it  is  kept  well  under,  and  never  lowers  Robin's  dignity. 

t  The  only  one  of  these  ballads  entered  in  the  Stationers' 
Registers,  or  known  to  have  been  printed,  at  a  date  earlier 
than  the  seventeenth  century  is  No  124,  'Of  Wakefylde 
and  a  Grene,'  1557-58. 

The  earliest  known  copy  of  Robin  Hood's  Garland  is  one 
in  the  Bodleian  Library,  Wood,  79,  printed  for  W.  Gilbert- 
son,  1663.  This  contains  seventeen  ballads.  An  edition 
of  1670,  in  the  same  library,  Douce,  H.  80,  for  Coles,  Vere 
and  Wright,  omits  the  first  of  these,  a  version  of  Robin  Hood 
and  Queen  Katherine  which  is  found  nowhere  else.  There 
is  an  edition,  printed  by  J.  M.  for  J.  Clarke,  W.  Thackeray, 
and  T.  Passinger,  among  Pepys's  Penny  Merriments,  vol. 
iii,  and  Gutch  had  a  copy,  printed  for  the  same,  to  which 
he  gives  the  date  1686.  Garlands  of  the  eighteenth  century 
increase  the  number  of  ballads  to  twenty-seven. 


times  wearisome,  sometimes  sickening,  upon 
the  theme  *  Robin  Hood  met  with  his  match.' 
A  considerable  part  of  the  Robin  Hood  poetry  ! 
looks  like  char- work  done  for  the  petty  press, 
and  should  be  judged  as  such.     The  earliest  \ 
of  these  ballads,  on  the  other  hand,  are  among 
the  best  of  all  ballads,  and  perhaps  none  in 
English  please  so  many  and  please  so  long. 

That  a  considerable  number  of  fine  ballads 
of  this  cycle  have  been  lost  will  appear  all 
but  certain  when  we  remember  that  three  of 
the  ver}r  best  are  found  each  in  only  one 
manuscript.^ 

Robin  Hood  is  absolutely  a  creation  of  the  / 
ballad-muse.  The  earliest  mention  we  have 
of  him  is  as  the  subject  of  ballads.  The  only 
two  early  historians  who  speak  of  him  as  a 
ballad-hero,  pretend  to  have  no  information 
about  him  except  what  they  derive  from  bal- 
lads, and  show  that  they  have  none  other 
by  the  description  they  give  of  him ;  this 
description  being  in  entire  conformity  with 
ballads  in  our  possession,  one  of  which  is 
found  in  a  MS.  as  old  as  the  older  of  these 
two  writers. 

Robin  Hood  is  a  yeoman,  outlawed  for  rea- 
sons not  given  but  easily  surmised,  "  courte- 
ous and  free,"  religious  in  sentiment,  and 
above  all  reverent  of  the  Virgin,  for  the  love 
of  whom  he  is  respectful  to  all  women.  He 
lives  by  the  king's  deer  (though  he  loves  no 
man  in  the  world  so  much  as  his  king)  and 
by  levies  on  the  superfluity  of  the  higher 
orders,  secular  and  spiritual,  bishops  and  arch- 

}  In  the  Stationers'  Registers,  1562-63,  Arber,  I,  204,  'a 
ballett  of  Robyn  Hod '  is  licensed  to  John  Aide.  The  best 
one  would  expect  of  this  would  be  a  better  copy  of  some  later 
broiidside.  '  Robyn  Hode  in  Barnysdale  stode  '  is  the  first 
line  of  a  mock-song  introduced  into  the  Morality  of  the  Four 
Elements  (which  alludes  to  the  discovery  of  America  "  within 
this  xx.  yere"):  Halliwell,  Percy  Society,  vol.  xxii,  p.  51. 
It  is  mentioned  ("As  R.  H.,"  etc.)  in  Detail's  translation  of 
Erasmi  Apothegmata,  1542:  Hazlitt,  Handbook,  pp  513  f. 
This  line,  Ritson  observes,  has  been  repeatedly  cited,  sin- 
gularly enough,  in  law-cases  (and  always  misquoted :  in 
Barnwood  stood,  in  Barnwell  stood,  upon  Greendale  stood) : 
Ritson 's  Robin  Hood,  1832, 1,  Ixxxix  ff.  We  find  "  Robyn 
stode  in  Bernesdale,"  Gest,  31 ;  also,  "As  Robin  Hood  in  the 
forest  stood,"  No  138,  21 ;  "  When  Robin  Hood  in  the  green- 
wood stood,"  No  141, 11,  both  texts  very  much  later  than  the 
interlude.  It  is  not  strictly  necessary  to  assume,  as  Ritson 
does,  that  the  line  belongs  to  a  lost  ballad  ;  it  may  be  from 
some  older  text  of  one  that  we  have. 


117.    A  GEST   OF  ROBYN   HODB 


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bishops,  abbots,  bold  barons,  and  knights,* 
but  harms  no  husbandman  or  yeoman,  and 
is  friendly  to  poor  men  generally,  impart- 
ing to  them  of  what  he  takes  from  the  rich. 
Courtesy,  good  temper,  liberality,  and  manli- 
ness are  his  chief  marks ;  for  courtesy  and 
good  temper  he  is  a  popular  Gawain.  Yeo- 
man as  he  is,  he  has  a  kind  of  royal  dignity, 
a  princely  grace,  and  a  gentleman-like  refine- 
ment of  humor.  This  is  the  Robin  Hood  of 
the  Gest  especially ;  the  late  ballads  debase 
this  primary  conception  in  various  ways  and 
degrees. 

This  is  what  Robin  Hood  is,  and  it  is 
equally  important  to  observe  what  he  is  not. 
He  has  no  sort  of  political  character,  in  the 
Gest  or  any  other  ballad.  This  takes  the 
ground  from  under  the  feet  of  those  who  seek 
to  assign  him  a  place  in  history.  Wyntoun, 
who  gives  four  lines  to  Robin  Hood,  is  quite 
precise.  He  is  likely  to  have  known  of  the 
adventure  of  King  Edward  and  the  outlaw, 
and  he  puts  Robin  under  Edward  I,  at  the 
arbitrary  date  of  1283,  a  hundred  and  forty 
years  before  his  own  time.  Bower,  without 
any  kind  of  ceremony,  avouches  our  hero  to 
have  been  one  of  the  proscribed  followers  of 
Simon  de  Montfort,  and  this  assertion  of 
Bower  is  adopted  and  maintained  by  a  writer 
in  the  London  and  Westminster  Review, 
1840,  XXXIII,  424.f  Major,  whp  probably 
knew  some  ballad  of  Richard  I  and  Robin 
Hood,  offers  a  simple  conjecture  that  Robin 
flourished  about  Richard's  time,  "  circa  hsec 
tempora,  ut  auguror,"  and  this  is  the  repre- 
sentation in  Matthew  Parker's  4  True  Tale,' 
which  many  have  repeated,  not  always  with 
ut  auguror  ;  as  Scott,  with  whom  no  one  can 
quarrel,  in  the  inexpressibly  delightful  Ivan- 

*  Knights  and  squires  are  exempted  in  the  Gest,  14,  in- 
consistently with  7,  and,  as  to  knights,  with  the  tenor  of 
what  follows. 

t  Bower,  as  above.  The  writer  in  the  L.  &  W.  Keview 
does  not  distinguish  Fordun  and  Bower. 

J  Lieut.-Col.  Prideaux  states  the  resemblances  between 
the  story  of  Fulk  Fitz  Warine  and  that  of  Robin  Hood,  in 
an  interesting  article  in  Notes  and  Queries,  7th  series,  II, 
421  ff,  and  suggests  that  the  latter  has  borrowed  from  the 
former.  Undoubtedly  this  might  be,  but  both  may  have 
borrowed  from  the  common  stock  of  tradition. 

§  The  Finder  of  Wakefield  became,  according  to  hia  bal- 


hoe,  and  Thierry  in  his  ConquSte  de  1'Angle- 
terre,  Book  xi,  IV,  81  ff,  ed.  1830,  both  of 
whom  depict  Robin  Hood  as  the  chief  of  a 
troop  of  Saxon  bandits,  Thierry  making  him 
an  imitator  of  Hereward.  Hunter,  again, 
The  Ballad-Hero,  Robin  Hood,  p.  48,  inter- 
prets the  King  Edward  of  the  Gest  as  Ed- 
ward II,  and  makes  Robin  Hood  an  adherent 
of  the  Earl  of  Lancaster  in  the  fatal  insurrec- 
tion of  1322.  No  one  of  these  theories  has 
anything  besides  ballads  for  a  basis  except 
Hunter's.  Hunter  has  an  account-book  in 
which  the  name  Robin  Hood  occurs  ;  as  to 
which  see  further  on,  under  stanzas  414-450 
of  the  Gest.  Hereward  the  Saxon,  Fulk  Fitz 
Warine,  Eustace  the  Monk,  Wallace,  all  out- 
laws of  one  kind  or  another,  are  celebrated  in 
romantic  tales  or  poems,  largely  fabulous, 
which  resemble  in  a  general  way,  and  some- 
times in  particulars,  the  traditional  ballads 
about  Robin  Hood ;  J  but  these  outlaws  are 
recognized  by  contemporary  history. 

The  chief  comrades  of  Robin  Hood  are  : 
Robin  Hood  and  the  Monk,  Little  John, 
Scathlok  (Scarlok.  Scarlet),  and  Much ;  to 
these  the  Gest  adds  Gilbert  of  the  White 
Hand  and  Reynold,  292  f.  A  friar  is  not  - 
a  member  of  his  company  in  the  older  bal- 
lads. A  curtal,  or  cutted  friar,  called  Friar 
Tuck  in  the  title,  but  not  in  the  ballad,  has 
a  fight  with  Robin  Hood  in  No  123,  and  is 
perhaps  to  be  regarded  as  having  accepted 
Robin's  invitation  to  join  his  company  ;  this, 
however,  is  not  said.  Friar  Tuck  is  simply 
named  as  one  of  Robin's  troop  in  two  broad- 
sides, No  145,  No  147,  but  plays  no  part  in 
them.  These  two  broadsides  also  name  Maid 
Marian,  who  appears  elsewhere  only  in  a  late 
and  entirely  insignificant  ballad,  No  150.§ 

lad,  one  of  Robin  Hood's  men,  but  is  not  heard  of  in  any 
other.  Will  Stutly  is  also  one  in  No  141  ;  Clifton,  No 
145;  David  of  Doncaster,  No  152.  Robin  Hood  assumes 
the  name  Locksley  in  No  145,  and  by  a  blunder  Locksley  is 
made  one  of  his  men  in  147  and  153.  Scarlet  aad  Scath- 
lock  are  made  two  in  the  Earl  of  Huntington  plays.  Graf- 
ton  says  that  the  name  of  William  of  Goldesborough  was 
graven,  among  others,  with  that  of  Robin  Hood  on  Robin's 
tombstone:  Chronicle,  I,  222,  ed.  1809.  Ritson  says  that 
Munday  makes  Right-hitting  Brand  one  of  the  band :  I 
have  not  observed  this. 


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117.    A  GEST  OF  ROBYN  HODE 


Friar  Tuck  is  a  character  in  each  of  two 
Robin  Hood  plays,  both  of  which  we  have, 
unluckily,  only  in  a  fragmentary  state.  One 
of  these  plays,  dating  as  far  back  as  1475, 
presents  scenes  from  Robin  Hood  and  Guy 
of  Gisborn,  followed,  without  any  link,  by 
others  from  some  ballad  of  a  rescue  of  Robin 
Hood  from  the  sheriff  ;  to  which  extracts  from 
still  other  ballads  may  have  been  annexed.  In 
this  play  the  friar  has  no  special  mark;  he 
simply  makes  good  use  of  his  bow.  The  other 
play,  printed  by  Copland  with  the  Gest,  not 
much  before  1550,  treats  more  at  length  the 
story  of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Curtal  Friar,  and 
then  that  of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Potter, 
again,  and  naturally,  without  connection. 
The  conclusion  is  wanting,  and  the  play  may 
have  embraced  still  other  ballads.  The  Friar 
in  this  is  a  loose  and  jovial  fellow,  and  gave 
the  hint  for  Scott's  Clerk  of  Copmanhurst.* 

The  second  of  the  Robin  Hood  plays  is 
described  in  the  title  as  "very  proper  to  be 
played  in  May-games."  These  games  were 
in  the  sixteenth  century,  and,  it  would  seem, 
before,  often  a  medley  of  many  things.  They 
were  not  limited  to  the  first  day  of  May,  or 
even  to  the  month  of  May ;  they  might  occur 
in  June  as  well.  They  were  not  uniform,  and 
might  include  any  kind  of  performance  or 
spectacle  which  suited  the  popular  taste.  "  I 
find,"  says  Stow,  "that  in  the  moneth  of 
May,  the  citizens  of  London,  of  all  estates, 
lightlie  in  every  parish,  or  sometimes  two  or 
three  parishes  joyning  together,  had  their 
several  Mayinges,  and  did  fetch  in  Maypoles, 
with  divers  warlike  shewes,  with  good  archers, 
morrice-dancers,  and  other  devices  for  pastime 
all  the  day  long;  and  towards  the  evening 
they  had  stage-playes  and  bonefires  in  the 


streetes."  f  In  the  Diary  of  Henry  Machyn 
we  read  that  on  the  twenty-sixth  of  May, 
1555,  there  was  a  goodly  May-game  at  St 
Martins  in  the  Field,  with  giant  and  hobby- 
horses, morris-dance  and  other  minstrels ; 
and  on  the  third  day  of  June  following,  a 
goodly  May-game  at  Westminster,  with  giants 
and  devils,  and  three  morris-dancers,  and  many 
disguised,  and  the  Lord  and  Lady  of  the  May 
rode  gorgeously,  with  divers  minstrels  play- 
ing. On  the  thirtieth  of  May,  1557,  there  was 
a  goodly  May-game  in  Fenchurch  Street,  in 
which  the  Nine  Worthies  rode,  and  they  had 
speeches,  and  the  morris-dance,  and  the  Sow- 
dan,  and  the  Lord  and  Lady  of  the  May,  and 
more  besides.  And  again,  on  the  twenty- 
fourth  of  June,  1559,  there  was  a  May-game, 
with  a  giant,  the  Nine  Worthies,  with 
speeches,  a  goodly  pageant  with  a  queen,  St 
George  and  the  Dragon,  the  morris-dance,  and 
afterwards  Robin  Hood  and  Little  John,  and 
Maid  Marian  and  Friar  Tuck,  and  they  had 
speeches  round  about  London.  (Pp  89,  137, 

201.)* 

In  the  rural  districts  the  May-game  was 
naturally  a  much  simpler  affair.  The  accounts 
of  the  chamberlains  and  churchwardens  of 
Kingston  upon  Thames  for  Mayday,  23  Henry 
VII-28  Henry  VIII,  1507-36,  contain  charges 
for  the  morris,  the  Lady,  Little  John,  Robin 
Hood,  and, Maid  Marian  ;  the  accounts  for  21 
Henry  VII-1  Henry  VIII  relate  to  expenses 
for  the  Kyngham,  and  a  king  and  queen  are 
mentioned,  presumably  king  and  queen  of 
May  ;  under  24  Henry  VII  the  "cost  of  the 
Kyngham  and  Robyn  Hode  are  entered  to- 
gether." § 

"  A  simple  northern  man  "  is  made  to  say 
in  Albion's  England,  1586 : 


*  Robin  Hood  presents  the  friar  with  a  "  lady  free,"  not 
named,  who  may  be  meant  for  a  degraded  Maid  Marian, 
such  as  Falstaff  refers  to  in  1  Henry  IV,  III,  iii,  129. 

t  Stow,  Survay  of  London,  1598,  p.  72,  in  Ritson's  excel- 
lent note  EE,  Robin  Hood,  I,  cix  ff,  ed.  1832,  which  con- 
tains almost  all  the  important  information  relative  to  the 
subject.  Stow  adds  that  in  consequence  of  a  riot  on  May- 
day, 1517,  the  great  Mayings  and  May-games  were  not  after 
that  time  "  so  freely  used  as  afore." 

}  These  are  the  people's  sports.  Hall,  fol.  Ivi,  b,  cited 
by  Ritson,  gives  an  account  of  a  Maying  devised  by  the 


guards  for  the  entertainment  of  Henry  VIII  and  his  queen, 
in  1516.  The  king  and  queen,  while  riding  with  a  great 
company,  come  upon  a  troop  of  two  hundred  yeomen  in 
green.  One  of  these,  calling  himself  Robin  Hood,  invites 
the  king  to  see  his  men  shoot,  and  then  to  an  outlaws-break- 
fast of  venison.  The  royal  party,  on  their  return  home, 
were  met  by  a  chariot  drawn  by  five  horses,  in  which  sat 
"  the  Lady  May  accompanied  with  Lady  Flora,"  who  saluted 
the  king  with  divers  songs. 

§  Lysons,  The  Environs  of  London,  I,  225-32. 


117.    A  GEST  OF  BOBYN  HODE 


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At  Paske  began  our  Morris,  and  ere  Penticost  our 

May; 
Tho   Robin    Hood,   Liell  John,  Frier  Tucke    and 

Marian  deftly  play, 
And  Lard  and  Ladie  gang  till  kirk,  with  lads  and 

lasses  gay.* 

Toilet's  painted  window  (which  is  assigned 
by  Douce  to  about  1460-70,  and,  if  rightly 
dated,  furnishes  the  oldest  known  representa- 
tion of  a  May-game  with  the  morris)  has, 
besides  a  fool,  a  piper  and  six  dancers,  a  May- 
pole, a  hobby-horse,  a  friar,  and  a  lady,  and 
the  lady,  being  crowned,  is  to  be  taken  as 
Queen  of  May. 

What  concerns  us  is  the  part  borne  by 
Robin  Hood,  John,  and  the  Friar  in  these 
games,  and  Robin's  relation  to  Maid  Marian. 
In  Ellis's  edition  of  Brand's  Antiquities,  I, 
214,  note  h,  we  are  told  that  Robin  Hood  is 
styled  King  of  May  in  The  Book  of  the  Uni- 
versal Kirk  of  Scotland.  This  is  a  mistake, 
and  an  important  mistake.  In  April,  1577, 
the  General  Assembly  requested  the  king  to 
"  discharge  [prohibit]  playes  of  Robin  Hood, 
King  of  May,  and  sick  others,  on  the  Sabboth 
day."  In  April,  1578,  the  fourth  session,  the 
king  and  council  were  supplicated  to  discharge 
"  all  kynd  of  insolent  play  is,  as  King  of  May, 
Robin  Hood,  and  sick  others,  in  the  moneth  of 
May,  played  either  be  bairnes  at  the  schools, 
or  others";  and  the  subject  was  returned  to 
in  the  eighth  session.  We  know  from  various 
sources  that  plays,  founded  on  the  ballads, 
were  sometimes  performed  in  the  course  of 


the  games.  We  know  that  archers  sometimes 
personated  Robin  Hood  and  his  men  in  the 
May-game. f  The  relation  of  Robin  Hood, 
John,  and  the  Friar  to  the  May-game  morris 
is  obscure.  "  It  plainly  appears,"  says  Rit- 
son,  "  that  Robin  Hood,  Little  John,  the 
Friar,  and  Maid  Marian  were  fitted  out  at 
the  same  time  with  the  morris-dancers,  and 
consequently,  it  would  seem,  united  with 
them  in  one  and  the  same  exhibition,"  mean- 
ing the  morris.  But  he  adds,  with  entire 
truth,  in  a  note  :  "it  must  be  confessed  that 
no  other  direct  authority  has  been  met  with  for 
constituting  Robin  Hood  and  Little  John  in- 
tegral characters  of  the  morris-dance."J  And 
further,  with  less  truth  so  far  as  the  Friar  is 
concerned :  "  that  Maid  Marian  and  the  Friar 
were  almost  constantly  such  is  proved  beyond 
the  possibility  of  a  doubt."  The  Friar  is  found 
in  Toilet's  window,  which  Douce  speaks  of, 
cautiously,  as  a  representation  of  an  English 
May-game  and  morris-dance.  The  only  "di- 
rect authority,"  so  far  as  I  am  aware,  for  the 
Friar's  being  a  party  in  the  morris-dance  (un- 
connected with  the  May-game)  is  the  late 
authority  of  Ben  Jonson's  Masque  of  the 
Metamorphosed  Gipsies,  1621,  cited  by  Toilet 
in  his  Memoir  ;  where  it  is  said  that  the  ab- 
sence of  a  Maid  Marian  and  a  friar  is  a  surer 
mark  than  the  lack  of  a  hobby-horse  that  a 
certain  company  cannot  be  morris-dancers.§ 
The  lady  is  an  essential  personage  in  the  mor- 
ris. ||  How  and  when  she  came  to  receive  the 
appellation  of  Maid  Marian  in  the  English 


*  The  last  two  lines  are  to  be  understood,  I  apprehend, 
exclusively  of  the  May,  and  the  lord  and  lady  mean  Lord 
and  Lady  of  the  May.  The  Lord  of  Misrule,  "  with  his 
hobby-horses,  dragons,  and  other  antiques,"  used  to  go  to 
church :  Stubbes,  Anatomy  of  Abuses,  ed.  Furnivall,  p.  147. 
t  Myself e  remembreth  of  a  childe,  in  contreye  native 

mine, 
A  May  game  was  of  Robyn  Hood,  and  of  his  traine,  that 

time, 
To  traine  up  young  men,  stripplings,  and  eche  other 

younger  childe, 
In  shooting;  yearely  this  with  solempne  feast  was  by 

the  guylde 

Or  brotherhood  of  townsmen  don,  etc. 

Richard  Robinson,  1553,  in  Ritson,  p.  cxii  f,  ed.  1832. 

J  A  Christmas  game  of  very  modern  date  is  described  in 

The  Mirror,  XXVI,  42,  in  which  there  was  a  troop  of  morris- 

dnncerswith  Robin  Hood  and  Maid  Marian;  and  also  Beel- 


zebub and  his  wife.  Cited  by  Kuhn,  Haupt's  Zeitschrift,  V, 
481. 

§  The  entries  in  the  Kingston  accounts  for  28  and  29 
Henry  VIII,  if  they  refer  to  the  morris-dance  only,  would 
show  the  morris  to  be  constituted  as  follows : 

(28  Henry  VIII.)  Four  dancers,  fool,  Maid  Marian,  friar, 
and  piper.  A  minstrel  is  also  mentioned. 

(29  Henry  VIII.)  Friar,  Maid  Marian,  Morian  (Moor?), 
four  dancers,  fool.  This  entry  refers  to  the  costume  of  the 
characters,  which  may  account  for  the  omission  of  the  piper. 
Lysons,  Environs  of  London,  I,  228  f. 

||  It  need  hardly  be  remarked  that  the  morris  was  neither 
an  exclusively  English  dance  nor  exclusively  a  May-game 
dance.  A  Flemish  morris,  delineated  in  an  engraving  dated 
1460-70,  has  for  personages  a  lady,  fool,  piper,  and  six 
dancers  :  Douce,  p.  446  f.  In  Robert  Laneham's  description 
of  a  bride-ale  at  Kenilworth,  1575,  there  is  a  morris-dance, 
"  according  to  the  ancient  manner,"  in  the  which  the  parties 


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117.    A  GEST   OF  ROBYN   HODE 


morris  is  unknown.  The  earliest  occurrence 
of  the  name  seems  to  be  in  Barclay's  fourth 
Eclogue,*  "subjoined  to  the  last  edition  of 
The  Ship  of  Foles,  but  originally  printed 
soon  after  1500 :  "  Ritson,  I,  Ixxxvii,  ed.  1832. 
Warton  suggested  a  derivation  from  the 
French  Marion,  and  the  idea  is  extremely 
plausible.  Robin  and  Marion  were  the  sub- 
ject of  innumerable  motets  and  pastourelles  of 
the  thirteenth  century,  and  the  hero  and 
heroine  of  a  very  pretty  and  lively  play,  more 
properly  comic  opera,  composed  by  Adam  de 
la  Halle  not  far  from  1280.  We  know  from 
a  document  of  1392  that  this  play  was  annu- 
ally performed  at  Angers,  at  Whitsuntide, 
and  we  cannot  doubt  that  it  was  a  stock-piece 
in  many  places,  as  from  its  merits  it  deserved 
to  be.  There  are  as  many  proverbs  about 
Robin  and  Marion  as  there  are  about  Robin 
Hood,  and  the  first  verse  of  the  play,  derived 
from  an  earlier  song,  is  still  (or  was  fifty  years 
ago)  in  the  mouths  of  the  peasant  girls  of 
Hainault.f  In  the  May-game  of  June,  1559, 
described  by  Machyn,  after  many  other  things, 
they  had  "  Robin  Hood  and  Little  John,"  and 
"  Maid  Marian  and  Friar  Tuck,"  some  dramatic 
scene,  pantomime,  or  pageant,  probably  two ; 
but  there  is  nothing  of  Maid  Marian  in  the 
two  (fragmentary)  Robin  Hood  plays  which 

are  Maid  Marian,  the  fool,  and  six  dancers  :  Furnivall, 
Captain  Cox,  p.  22  f.  A  painting  of  about  1625  has  a  morris- 
dance  of  seven  figures,  a  Maid  Marian,  fool,  piper,  hobby- 
horse, and  three  dancers.  A  tract,  of  Elizabeth's  time,  speaks 
of  "  a  quintessence,  beside  the  fool  and  the  Maid  Marian, 
of  all  the  picked  youth,  footing  the  morris  about  a  Maypole," 
to  the  pipe  and  tabor,  and  other  music;  and  a  poem  of  1614 
describes  a  country  morris-dance  of  a  fool,  Maid  Marian, 
hobby-horse,  and  piper  :  Ellis's  Brand,  p.  206  f. 

*  The  well-to-do  Codrus  says  to  the  starving  Menalcas, 
who  has  been  venting  his  spleen  against  "  rascokle  "  rivals, 

'  Yet  would  I  gladly  heare  some  mery  fit 
Of  Maide  Marian,  or  els  of  Robin  Hood.' 

Codrns  is  here  only  suggesting  themes  which  would  be 
agreeable  to  him.  We  are  not  to  deduce  from  his  words 
that  there  were  ballads  about  Maid  Marian.  But  if  there 
had  been,  they  would  have  been  distinct  from  ballads  about 
Robin  Hood. 

t  See  Monmerque  et  Michel,  Theatre  Fra^ais  au  Moyen 

Age,  1 842,  Notice  snr  Adam  de  la  Halle,  pp  27  ff,  the  songs, 

pp  31  ff,  the  play,  pp  102  ff ;  Ducange,  Robinetns.     Henrv- 

,    son's  Robin  and  Ma'kyne  was  undoubtedly  suggested  by 

the  French  pastorals. 

J  I  must  invoke  the  spirit  of  Ritson  to  pardon  the  taking 
of  no  verv  serious  notice  of  Robin  Hood's  noble  extraction. 


are  preserved,  both  of  which,  so  far  as  they 
go,  are  based  on  ballads.  Anthony  Munday, 
towards  the  end  of  the  sixteenth  century, 
made  a  play,  full  of  his  own  inventions,  in 
which  Robert,  Earl  of  Huntington,  being  out- 
lawed, takes  refuge  in  Sherwood,  with  his 
chaste  love  Matilda,  daughter  of  Lord  Fitz- 
waters,  and  changes  his  name  to  Robin  Hoo«l, 
hers  to  Maid  Marian.J  One  S.  S.,  a  good 
deal  later,  wrote  a  very  bad  ballad  about  the 
Earl  of  Huntington  and  his  lass,  the  only 
ballad  in  which  Maid  Marian  is  more  than  a 
name.  Neglecting  these  perversions,  Maid 
Marian  is  a  personage  in  the  May-game  and 
morris  who  is  not  infrequently  paired  with  a 
friar,  and  sometimes  with  Robin  Hood,  under 
what  relation,  in  either  case,  we  cannot  pre- 
cisely say.  Percy  had  no  occasion  to  speak 
of  her  as  Robin's  concubine,  and  Douce  none 
to  call  her  Robin's  paramour. 

That  ballads  about  Robin  Hood  were  famil- 
iar throughout  England  and  Scotland  we  know 
from  early  testimony.  Additional  evidence 
of  his  celebrity  is  afforded  by  the  connection 
of  his  name  with  a  variety  of  natural  objects 
and  archaic  remains  over  a  wide  extent  of 
country. 

"  Cairns  on  Blackdown  in  Somersetshire, 
and  barrows  near  to  Whitby  in  Yorkshire 

The  first  mention  of  this  seems  to  be  in  Graf  ton's  Chronicle, 
1569.  Grafton  says:  In  an  olde  and  auncient  pamphlet  I 
finde  this  written  of  the  sayd  Robert  Hood.  This  man, 
sayth  he,  discended  of  a  noble  parentage ;  or  rather,  beyng 
of  a  base  stocke  and  linage,  was  for  his  manhoode  and  chiu- 
alry  aduaunced  to  the  noble  dignitie  of  an  erle.  .  . .  Butafter- 
wardes  he  so  prodigally  exceeded  in  charges  and  expences 
that  he  fell  into  great  debt,  by  reason  whereof  so  many 
actions  and  sutes  were  commenced  against  him,  wherevnto 
he  aunswered  not,  that  by  order  of  lawe  he  was  outlawed, 
etc.:  I,  221,  ed.  1809.  (Some  such  account  furnished  a 
starting-point  for  Munday.)  Leland  also,  Ritson  adds,  has 
expressly  termed  him  "  nobilis  "  (Ro:  Hood,  nobilis  ille 
exlex),  Collectanea,  I,  54,  ed.  1770,  and  Warner,  in  Albion's 
England  (1586),  p.  132,  ed.  1612,  calls  him  a  "county": 

Those  dales  begot  some  mal-contents,  the  principal!  of  whom 
A  countie  was,  that  with  a  troop  of  yeomandry  did  roam. 

Ritson  also  cites  the  Sloaue  MS.,  780,  "written,  as  it 
seems,  toward  the  end  of  the  sixteenth  century ;  "  and  Har- 
leian  MS.,  1233,  which  he  does  not  date,  but  which  is  of  the 
middle  of  the  seventeenth  century.  Against  the  sixteenth- 
century  testimony,  so  to  call  it,  we  put  in  that  of  the  early 
ballads,  all  of  which  describe  Robin  as  a  yeoman,  the  Gest 
emphasizing  the  point. 


117.    A  GEST  OF  ROBYN  HODE 


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and  Ludlow  in  Shropshire,  are  termed  Robin 
Hood's  pricks  or  butts ;  lofty  natural  emi- 
nences in  Gloucestershire  and  Derbyshire  are 
Robin  Hood's  hills  ;  a  huge  rock  near  Matlock 
is  Robin  Hood's  Tor;  an  ancient  boundary 
stone  in  Lincolnshire  is  Robin  Hood's  cross ;  a 
presumed  loggan,  or  rocking-stone,  in  York- 
shire is  Robin  Hood's  penny-stone ;  a  foun- 
tain near  Nottingham,  another  between  Don- 
caster  and  Wakefield,  and  one  in  Lancashire 
are  Robin  Hood's  wells ;  a  cave  in  Notting- 
hamshire is  his  stable ;  a  rude  natural  rock  in 
Hope  Dale  is  his  chair ;  a  chasm  at  Chats- 
worth  is  his  leap;  Blackstone  Edge,  in  Lan- 
cashire, is  his  bed ;  ancient  oaks,  in  various 
parts  of  the  country,  are  his  trees."  *  All 
sorts  of  traditions  are  fitted  to  the  localities 
where  they  are  known.  It  would  be  an  ex- 
ception to  ordinary  rules  if  we  did  not  find 
Robin  Hood  trees  and  Robin  Hood  wells  and 
Robin  Hood  hills.  But,  says  Wright,  in  his 
essay  on  the  Robin  Hood  ballads  (p.  208), 
the  connection  of  Robin  Hood's  name  with 
mounds  and  stones  is  perhaps  one  of  the 
strongest  proofs  of  his  mythic  character,  as 

*  The  Edinburgh  Review,  LXXXVI,  1 23  (with  a  slight 
correction  in  one  instance),  mostly  from  Ritson,  I,  cix, 
cxxvi  £E,  1832,  and  from  Wright's  Essays,  etc.,  II,  209  f, 
1846.  Of  course  the  list  might  be  extended :  there  are  some 
additions  in  The  Academy,  XXIV,  231, 1883,  and  four  Robin 
Hood's  wells  in  Yorkshire  alone  are  there  noted. 

t  A  Robin  Hood's  Stone,  near  Barnsdale,  of  what  descrip- 
tion we  are  not  told,  is  mentioned  in  an  account  of  a  prog- 
ress made  by  Henry  VII,  and  Robin  Hood's  Well,  in  the 
same  region,  in  an  account  of  a  tour  made  in  1634 :  Hun- 
ter's Robin  Hood,  p.  61.  The  well  is  also  mentioned  by 
Drunken  Barnaby.  A  Robin  Hood's  Hill  is  referred  to  in 
Vicars'  account  of  the  siege  of  Gloucester  in  1 643  :  The 
Academy,  XXIV,  231. 

t  Gough,  in  the  Gentleman's  Magazine,  March  8,  1793, 
cited  by  Gutch.  Wright  has,  somewhat  naively,  furnished 
his  own  refutation  :  "  A  large  tumulus  we  know  well  in  our 
own  county,  near  Ludlow  in  Shropshire,  which  is  also  called 
Robin  Hood's  But,  and  which  affords  us  a  curious  instance 
how  new  stories  were  often  invented  to  account  for  a  name 
whose  original  import  was  forgotten.  The  circumstances, 
too,  in  this  case,  prove  that  the  story  was  of  late  invention. 
The  barrow,  as  regarded  superstitiously,  had  borne  the  name 
of  Robin  Hood.  On  the  roof  of  one  of  the  chancels  of  the 
church  of  Ludlow,  which  is  called  Fletchers'  chancel,  as  hav- 
ing been,  when  '  the  strength  of  England  stood  upon  arch- 
ery,' the  place  where  the  fletchers  held  their  meetings,  and 
which  is  distant  from  the  aforesaid  barrow  two  miles,  or  two 
miles  and  a  half,  there  stands  an  iron  arrow,  as  the  sign  of 
their  craft.  The  imagination  of  the  people  of  the  place, 


if  Robin  Hood  were  conceived  of  as  a  giant. 
The  fact  in  question  is  rather  a  proof  that  those 
names  were  conferred  at  a  time  when  the  real 
character  of  Robin  Hood  was  dimly  remem- 
bered. In  the  oldest  ballads  Robin  Hood  is 
simply  a  stout  yeoman,  one  of  the  best  that 
ever  bare  bow ;  in  the  later  ballads  he  is  re- 
peatedly foiled  in  contests  with  shepherds  and 
beggars.  Is  it  supposable  that  those  who 
knew  of  him  even  at  his  best  estate,  could  give 
him  a  loggan  for  a  penny-stone  ?  No  one  has  as 
yet  undertaken  to  prove  that  the  ballads  are 
later  than  the  names. f  Mounds  and  stones 
bear  his  name  for  the  same  idle  reason  that 
"  so  many  others  have  that  of  King  Arthur, 
King  John,  and,  for  want  of  a  better,  that  of 
the  devil."  $ 

Kuhn,  starting  with  the  assumption  that 
the  mythical  character  of  Robin  Hood  is  fully 
established  (by  traditions  posterior  to  the  bal- 
lads and  contradictory  to  their  tenor),  has 
sought  to  show  that  our  courteous  outlaw  is  in 
particular  one  of  the  manifestations  of  Woden. 
The  hobby-horse,  which,  be  it  borne  in  mind, 
though  now  and  then  found  in  the  May-game 

after  archery  and  fletchers  had  been  forgotten,  and  when 
Robin  Hood  was  known  only  as  an  outlaw  and  a  bowman, 
made  a  connection  between  the  barrow  (from  its  name)  and 
the  chancel  (from  the  arrow  on  its  roof),  and  a  tale  was  in- 
vented how  the  outlaw  once  stood  upon  the  former  and  took 
aim  at  the  weathercock  on  the  church-steeple ;  but  the  dis- 
tance being  a  little  too  great,  the  arrow  fell  short  of  its 
mark,  and  remained  up  to  the  present  day  on  the  roof  of  the 
chancel."  (Essays,  I,  209  f.) 

A  correspondent  of  The  Academy,  XXIV,  181,  remarks 
that  one  of  the  Anglo-Saxon  charters  in  Kemble's  Codex 
Diplomaticus  mentions  a  "  place  "  in  Worcestershire  called 
Hddes  ac  (now  Hodsoak),  that  there  is  a  village  in  Notting- 
hamshire called  Hodsock,  that  it  is  improbable  that  two  men 
living  in  districts  so  widely  apart  should  each  have  given 
his  name  to  an  oak-tree,  and  that  therefore  we  may  safely 
conclude  Hod  to  be  a  mythical  personage.  Somebody's  tree 
is  given  as  a  boundary  mark  more  than  thirty  times  in  these 
charters,  somebody's  thorn  at  least  ten  times,  somebody's  oak 
at  least  five  times.  How  often  such  a  mark  might  occur  in 
connection  with  any  particular  name  would  depend  upon  the 
frequency  of  the  name.  Hod  or  Hdde  is  cited  thirteen 
times  by  Kemble,  and  few  names  occur  oftener.  The  name, 
we  may  infer,  was  relatively  as  common  then  as  it  is  in 
our  century,  which  has  seen  three  Admiral  Hoods  (who,  by 
virtue  of  being  three,  may  be  adjudged  as  mythical  by  and 
by)  and  one  poet  Hood  alive  together.  Why  may  not  three 
retired  wirings  and  one  scop,  of  the  name,  have  been  living 
in  Berks,  Hants,  Wilts,  and  Worcestershire  in  the  tenth  cen- 
tury? 


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117.    A  GEST  OP  ROBYN  HODE 


or  morris-dance,  was  never  intimately  associ- 
ated, perhaps  we  may  say  never  at  all  associ- 
ated, with  Robin  Hood,  represents,  it  is  main- 
tained, Woden.  The  fundamental  grounds 
are  these.  In  a  Christmas,  New  Year,  or 
Twelfth  Day  sport  at  Paget's  Bromley,  Staf- 
fordshire, the  rider  of  the  hobby-horse  held  a 
bow  and  arrow  in  his  hands,  with  which  he 
made  a  snapping  noise.  In  a  modern  Christ- 
mas festivity  in  Kent,  the  young  people  would 
affix  the  head  of  a  horse  to  a  pole  about  four 
feet  in  length,  and  tie  a  cloth  round  the  head 
to  conceal  one  of  the  party,  who,  by  pulling  a 
string  attached  to  the  horse's  lower  jaw,  pro- 
duced a  snapping  noise  as  he  moved  along. 
This  ceremony,  according  to  the  reporter,  was 
called  a  hoodening,  and  the  figure  of  the 
horse  a  h  o  o  d  e  n,  "  a  wooden  horse."  *  The 
word  hooden,  according  to  Kuhn,  we  may  un- 
hesitatingly expound  as  Woden ;  Hood  is  a 
corruption  of  "  Hooden,"  and  this  Hooden 
again  conducts  us  to  Woden. 

Glosyng  is  a  ful  glorious  thing  certayn. 

The  sport  referred  to  is  explained  in  Pegge's 
Alphabet  of  Kenticisms  (collected  1735-36), 
under  the  name  hooding,  as  a  country 
masquerade  at  Christmas  time,  which  in  Der- 
byshire they  call  guising,  and  in  other  places 
mumming ;  and  to  the  same  effect  in  the  Rev. 
W.  D.  Parish's  Dictionary  of  the  Kentish 
Dialect  (soon  to  be  published)  under  hood- 
ening, which  word  is  an  obvious  corruption, 
or  secondary  form,  of  hooding.  The  word 


hooding,  applied  to  the  sport,  means  just  what 
it  does  in  the  old  English  hoodirig-cloth,  a 
curtain ;  that  is,  a  covering,  and  so  a  disguise 
by  covering.  It  is  true  that  wooden  is  pro- 
nounced hooden,f  or  ooden,  in  Kent,  and  that 
the  hobby-horse  had  a  wooden  head,  but  it 
is  quite  inconceivable  that  the  sport  should 
receive  its  name  from  a  circumstance  so  sub- 
ordinate as  the  material  of  which  the  horse 
was  made.  Such  an  interpretation  would 
hardly  be  thought  of  had  not  hooding  in  its 
proper  sense  long  been  obsolete.  That  this 
is  the  case  is  plain  from  two  facts  :  the  hood- 
ing used  to  be  accompanied  with  carol-singing, 
and  the  Rev.  Mr  Parish  informs  us  that  carol- 
singing  on  Christmas  Eve  is  still  called  hood- 
ening at  Monckton,  in  East  Ken$.  The  form 
Hooden,  from  which  Robin's  name  is  asserted 
by  Kuhn  to  be  corrupted,  is  invented  for  the 
occasion.  I  suppose  that  no  one  will  think 
that  the  hobby-horse-rider's  carrying  a  bow 
and  arrows,  in  the  single  instance  of  the  Staf- 
fordshire sport,  conduces  at  all  to  the  identi- 
fying of  Robin  Hood  with  the  hobby-horse. 
Whether  the  Hobby-Horse  represents  Woden 
is  not  material  here.  It  is  enough  that  the 
Hobby-Horse  cannot  be  shown  to  represent 
Robin  Hood.J 

I  cannot  admit  that  even  the  shadow  of  a 
case  has  been  made  out  by  those  who  would 
attach  a  mythical  character  either  to  Robin 
Hood  or  to  the  outlaws  of  Inglewood,  Adam 
Bell,  Clim  of  the  Clough,  and  William  of 
Cloudesly.  § 


*  Plot's  History  of  Staffordshire,  p.  434,  cited  in  Ellis's 
Brand,  1, 383 ;  The  Mirror,  XX,  419,  cited  by  Kuhn,  Haupt's 
Zeitschrift,  V,  474  f.  The  Kentish  sport  is  also  described 
in  the  Rev.  W.  D.  Parish's  Dictionary  of  the  Kentish  Dia- 
lect, p.  77,  under  Hoodening. 

t  In  West  Worcestershire  h  is  put  for  w,  "by  an  em- 
phatic speaker,"  in  such  words  as  wood,  wool :  Mrs  Cham- 
berlain's Glossary.  Hood  for  wood  occurs  in  East  Sussex ; 
also  in  Somerset,  according  to  Halliwell's  Dictionary. 
The  derivation  of  Hood  from  wood  has  often  been  sug- 
gested :  as  by  Peele,  in  his  Edward  I,  "  Robin  of  the  Wood, 
alias  Robin  Hood,"  Works,  Dyce,  I,  162.  The  inventive 
Peck  was  pleased  always  to  write  Robin  Whood. 

J  The  Hobby-Horse,  Schimmel,  Fastnachtspferd,  Herbst- 
pferd,  Adventspferd,  Chevalet,  Cheval  Mallet,  is  maintained 
by  Mannhardt  to  be  figurative  of  the  Corn-Sprite,  Kornda- 
mon  ;  nichts  anderes  als  das  Kornross,  Vegetationsross,  nicht 
aber  eine  Darstellung  Wodans,  wie  man  nach  Kuhiis  Vor- 


gang  jetzt  allgemein  annimmt :  Mannhardt,  Mythologische 
Forschungen,  in  Quellen  u.  Forschungen,  LI,  p.  165.  "  Man 
sieht  den  Ungrund  der  bei  deutschen  Mythologen  so  belieb- 
ten  Identifizierung  von  Robin  Hood  und  Wodan  : "  Mann- 
hardt, Wald-  u.  Feldkulte,  I,  546,  note  3. 

§  The  reasoning,  in  the  instance  of  Robin  Hood,  has  been 
signally  loose  and  incautious ;  still,  the  general  conclusion 
finds  ready  acceptance  with  mythologists,  on  one  ground  or 
another,  and  deductions  are  made  with  the  steadiness  of  a 
geometer.  Robin  Hood,  being  one  of  the  "  solar  heroes," 
"  has  his  faint  reflection  in  Little  John,  who  stands  to  him 
in  the  same  relation  as  Patroclus  to  Achilles,"  etc.  "  Maid 
Marian  will  therefore  be  the  dawn-maiden,  to  be  identified 
with  Briseis,"  etc.  "  Friar  Tuck  is  one  of  the  triumvirate 
who  appear  also  in  the  Cloudesly  and  Tell  legends,"  etc. 
And  again,  by  an  interpreter  of  somewhat  different  views: 
"  though  a  considerable  portion  of  this  story  is  ultimately 
derived  from  the  great  Aryan  sun-myth,  there  is  the  strong- 


117.    A  GEST   OF  ROBYN   HODE 


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Ballads  of  other  nations,  relating  to  classes 
of  men  living  in  revolt  against  authority  and 
society,  may  be  expected  to  show  some  kind 
of  likeness  to  the  English  outlaw-ballads,  and 
such  resemblances  will  be  pointed  out  upon 
occasion.  Spanish  broadside  ballads  dating 
from  the  end  of  the  sixteenth  century  com- 
memorate the  valientes  and  guapos  of  cities, 
robbers  and  murderers  of  the  most  flaunting 
and  flagitious  description :  Duran,  Roman- 
cero,  Nos  1331-36, 1339-43,  II,  367  ff.*  These 
display  towards  corregidores,  alcaldes,  custom- 
house officers,  and  all  the  ministers  of  gov- 
ernment an  hostility  corresponding  to  that  of 
Robin  Hood  against  the  sheriff ;  they  empty 
the  jails  and  deliver  culprits  from  the  gallows ; 
reminding  us^very  faintly  of  the  Robin  Hood 
broadsides,  as  of  the  rescues  in  Nos  140,  141, 
the  Progress  to  Nottingham,  No  139,  in  which 
Robin  Hood,  at  the  age  of  fifteen,  kills  fifteen 
foresters,  or  of  Young  Gamwell,  in  No  128,  who 
begins  his  career  by  killing  his  father's  stew- 
ard, f  But  Robin  Hood  and  his  men,  in  the 
most  degraded  of  the  broadsides,  are  tame  in- 
nocents and  law-abiding  citizens  beside  the 
guapos.  The  Klephts,  whose  songs  are  pre- 
served in  considerable  numbers,  mostly  from 
the  last  century  and  the  present,  have  the 
respectability  of  being  engaged,  at  least  in 
part,  in  a  war  against  the  Turks,  and  the 
romance  of  wild  mountaineers.  They,  like 
Robin  Hood,  had  a  marked  animosity  against 


monks,  and  they  put  beys  to  ransom  as  he 
would  an  abbot  or  a  sheriff.  There  are 
Magyar  robber-ballads  in  great  number ;  $ 
some  of  these  celebrate  Shobri  (a  man  of  this 
century),  who  spares  the  poor,  relieves  beg- 
gars, pillages  priests  (but  never  burns  or 
kills),  and  fears  God :  Erdelyi's  collection,  I, 
194-98,  Nos  237-39;  Arany-Gyulai,  II,  56, 
No  49;  Kertbeny,  Ausgewahlte  Ungarische 
Volkslieder,  pp  246-251,  Nos  136-38;  Aig- 
ner,  pp  198-201.  Russian  robber-songs  are 
given  by  Sakharof,  under  the  title  Udaluiya, 
Skazaniya,  1841, 1,  iii,  224-32  ;  Ralston,  Songs 
of  the  Russian  People,  pp  44-50.  There  are 
a  few  Sicilian  robber-ballads  in  PitreVCanti 
pop.  Siciliani,  Nos  913-16,  II,  125-37. 

The  Gest  is  a  popular  epic,  composed  from 
several  ballads  by  a  poet  of  a  thoroughly  con- 
genial spirit.  No  one  of  the  ballads  from 
which  it  was  made  up  is  extant  in  a  separate 
shape,  and  some  portions  of  the  story  may 
have  been  of  the  compiler's  own  invention. 
The  decoying  of  the  sheriff  into  the  wood, 
stanzas  181-204,  is  of  the  same  derivation  as 
the  last  part  of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Pot- 
ter, No  121,  Little  John  and  Robin  Hood 
exchanging  parts ;  the  conclusion,  451-56,  is 
of  the  same  source  as  Robin  Hood's  Death, 
No  120.  Though  the  tale,  as  to  all  important 
considerations,  is  eminently  original,  abso- 
lutely so  as  to  the  conception  of  Robin  Hood, 
some  traits  and  incidents,  as  might  be  ex- 


est  reason  for  believing  that  the  Anglian  Hod  was  not  origi- 
nally a  solar  personage,  but  a  degraded  form  of  the  God  of 
the  Wind,  Hermes-Woden.  The  thievish  character  of  this 
divinity  explains  at  once  why  his  name  should  have  been 
chosen  as  the  popular  appellation  of  an  outlaw  chief."  (The 
Academy,  XXIV,  250,  384.) 

The  Potter  in  the  later  Play  of  Robin  Hood  (not  in  the 
corresponding  ballad)  wears  a  rose  garland  on  his  head.  So 
does  a  messenger  in  the  history  of  Fnlk  Fitz  Warine, 
Wright,  p.  78,  not  to  mention  other  cases  referred  to  by  Rit- 
son,  Robin  Hood,  II,  200,  ed.  1832.  Fricke,  Die  Robin-Hood 
Balladen,  p.  55,  surmises  that  the  rose  garland  worn  by  the 
Potter  may  be  a  relic  of  the  strife  between  Summer  and 
Winter ;  and  this  view,  he  suggests,  would  tend  to  confirm 
"  the  otherwise  well-grounded  hypothesis  "  that  Robin  Hood 
is  a  mythological  personage. 

*  "  Desde  la  liltima  decada  del  siglo  xvi  hasta  pocos  anos 
hace,  no  eran  ya  los  heroes  del  pueblo  ni  los  Bernardos,  ni 
los  Cides,  ni  los  Pulgares,  ni  los  -Garcilasos,  ni  los  Cespedes, 
ni  los  Paredes,  porque  su  pueblo  estaba  muerto  6  trasfor- 
mado  en  vulgo,  y  este  habia  sustituido  a  aquellos  los  guapos 


Francisco  Esteban,  los  Correas,  los  Merinos,  los  Salinas,  los 
Pedrajas,  los  Montijos."  (Duran,  p.  389,  note.) 

t  Bernardo  del  Montijo,  Duran,  No  1342,  kills  an  alcalde 
at  the  age  of  eighteen,  "  con  bastante  causa  : "  upon  which 
phrase  Duran  observes,  "  para  el  vulgo  era  bastante  causa,  sin 
duda,  el  ser  alcalde."  Beginning  with  so  much  promise  of 
spirit,  he  afterwards,  in  carrying  off  his  mistress,  who  was 
about  to  be  wedded  against  her  will,  kills  six  constables,  a 
corregidor,  the  bridegroom,  and  a  captain  of  the  guard.  For 
differences,  compare  the  English  broadside  R.  H.  and  Allen- 
a-Dale,  No  138. 

J  "  Doch  sind  sie  meist  ohne  grosseu  poetischen  Werth, 
nur  als  Zeugniss  fur  die  Denkweise  des  Volkes  iiber  die  '  ar- 
men  Bursche,'  die  es  lange  nicht  fur  so  grosse  Verbrecher 
halt  als  der  Staat,  und  die  es,  ihre  Vorurtheile  theilend,  im 
Gegentheile  oft  als  kiihne  Freiheitshelden  betrachtet,  die 
gegen  grossere  oder  kleinere  Tyrannen  sich  zu  erheben  und 
denselben  zu  trotzen  wagen,  und  als  ungerecht  verfolgte 
Sb'hne  seines  Stammes  in  Schutz  nimmt  gegen  die  fremden 
Gesetzvollstrecker."  (Aigner,  Ungarische  Volksdichtungen, 
p.  xxvi  f.) 


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pected,  are  taken  from  what  we  may  call  the 
general  stock  of  mediaeval  fiction. 

The  story  is  a  three-ply  web  of  the  adven- 
tures of  Robin  Hood  with  a  knight,  with  the 
sheriff  of  Nottingham,  and  with  the  king 
(the  concluding  stanzas,  451-56,  being  a  mere 
epilogue),  and  may  be  decomposed  accord- 
ingly. I.  How  Robin  Hood  relieved  a  knight, 
who  had  fallen  into  poverty,  by  lending  him 
money  on  the  security  of  Our  Lady,  the  first 
fit,  1-81;  how  the  knight  recovered  his 
lands,  which  had  been  pledged  to  Saint  Mary 
Abbey,  and  set  forth  to  repay  the  loan,  the 
second  fit,  82-143;  how  Robin  Hood,  hav- 
ing taken  twice  the  sum  lent  from  a  monk  of 
this  abbey,  declared  that  Our  Lady  had  dis- 
charged the  debt,  and  would  receive  nothing 
more  from  the  knight,  the  fourth  fit,  205- 
280.  II.  How  Little  John  insidiously  took 
service  with  Robin  Hood's  standing  enemy, 
the  sheriff  of  Nottingham,  and  put  the  sheriff 
into  Robin  Hood's  hands,  the  third  fit,  144— 
204 ;  how  the  sheriff,  who  had  sworn  an  oath 
to  help  and  not  to  harm  Robin  Hood  and  his 
men,  treacherously  set  upon  the  outlaws  at  a 
shooting-match,  and  they  were  fain  to  take 
refuge  in  the  knight's  castle ;  how,  missing  of 
Robin  Hood,  the  sheriff  made  prisoner  of  the 
knight ;  and  how  Robin  Hood  slew  the  sheriff 
and  rescued  the  knight,  the  fifth  and  sixth 
fit,  281-353.  III.  How  the  king,  coming  in 
person  to  apprehend  Robin  Hood  and  the 
knight,  disguised  himself  as  an  abbot,  was 
stopped  by  Robin  Hood,  feasted  on  his  own 
deer,  and  entertained  with  an  exhibition  of 
archery,  in  the  course  of  which  he  was 
recognized  by  Robin  Hood,  who  asked  his 
grace  and  received  a  promise  thereof,  on  con- 
dition that  he  and  his  men  should  enter  into 
the  king's  service ;  and  how  the  king,  for  .a 
jest,  disguised  himself  and  his  company  in 
the  green  of  the  outlaws,  and  going  back  to 
Nottingham  caused  a  general  flight  of  the 
people,  which  he  stopped  by  making  himself 
known ;  how  he  pardoned  the  knight ;  and 


how  Robin  Hood,  after  fifteen  months  in  the 
king's  court,  heart-sick  and  deserted  by  all 
his  men  but  John  and  Scathlock,  obtained  a 
week's  leave  of  the  king  to  go  on  a  pilgrim- 
age to  Saint  Mary  Magdalen  of  Barnsdale,  and 
would  never  come  back  in  two-and-twenty 
years,  the  seventh  and  eighth  fit,  354—450. 
A  particular  analysis  may  be  spared,  seeing 
that  many  of  the  details  will  come  out  inci- 
dentally in  what  follows. 

Barnsdale,  Robin  Hood's  haunt  in  the 
Gest,  3,  21,  82,  134,  213,  262,  440,  442,  is 
a  woodland  region  in  the  West  Riding  of 
Yorkshire,  a  little  to  the  south  of  Pontefract 
and  somewhat  further  to  the  north  of  Don- 
caster.  The  river  Went  is  its  northern  boun- 
dary. "  The  traveller  enters  upon  it  [from 
the  south]  a  little  beyond  a  well-known  place 
called  Robin  Hood's  Well  [some  ten  miles 
north  of  Doncaster,  near  Skelbrook],  and  he 
leaves  it  when  he  has  descended  to  Went- 
bridge."  (For  Wentbridge,  see  No  121,  st. 
6 ;  the  Gest,  1351.)  A  little  to  the  west  is 
Wakefield,  and  beyond  Wakefield,  between 
that  town  and  Halifax,  was  the  priory  of 
Kyrkesly  or  Kirklees.  The  Sayles,  18,  was  a 
very  small  tenancy  of  the  manor  of  Pontefract. 
The  great  North  Road,  formerly  so  called, 
and  here,  18,  denominated  Watling  Street 
(as  Roman  roads  often  are),  crosses  Barns- 
dale  between  Doncaster  and  Ferrybridge.* 
Saint  Mary  Abbey,  "  here  besyde,"  54,  was 
at  York,  and  must  have  been  a  good  twenty 
miles  from  Barnsdale.  The  knight,  1264,  is 
said  to  be  "  at  home  in  Verysdale."  Wyres- 
dale  (now  Over  and  Nether  Wyersdale)  was 
an  extensive  tract  of  wild  country,  part  of 
the  old  forest  of  Lancashire,  a  few  miles  to 
the  southeast  of  Lancaster.  The  knight's  son 
had  slain  a  knight  and  a  squire  of  Lancaster, 
a,  Lancashire,  b,  f,  g,  53.  It  is  very  likely, 
therefore,  that  the  knight's  castle,  in  the  orig- 
inal  ballad,  was  in  Lancashire.  However  this 
may  be,  it  is  put  in  the  Gest,  309  f,  on  the 
way  between  Nottingham  and  Robin  Hood's 


*  J.  Hunter  (Critical  and  Historical  Tracts,  No  IV), 
whom  I  follow  here,  shows  that  Barnsdale  was  peculiarly 
unsafe  for  travellers  in  Edward  the  First's  time.  Three  ec- 
clesiastics, conveyed  from  Scotland  to  Winchester,  had  a 


guard,  sometimes  of  eight  archers,  sometimes  of  twelve,  or, 
further  south,  none  at  all  ;  but  when  they  passed  from 
Pontefract  to  Tickhill,  the  number  was  increased  to  twenty, 
propter  Barnsdale:  p.  14. 


117.    A  GEST  OP  ROBYN  HODB 


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retreat,  which  must  be  assumed  to  be  Barns- 
dale.  From  it,  again,  Barnsdale  is  easily 
accessible  to  the  knight's  wife,  334  f.*  Wher- 
ever it  lay  or  lies,  the  distance  from  Notting- 
ham or  from  Barnsdale,  as  also  the  distance 
from  Nottingham  to  Barnsdale  (actually 
some  fifty  miles),  is  made  nothing  of  in  the 
Gest.f  The  sheriff  goes  a-hunting ;  John, 
who  is  left  behind,  does  not  start  from  Not- 
tingham till  more  than  an  hour  after  noon, 
takes  the  sheriff's  silver  to  Barnsdale, $  runs 
five  miles  in  the  forest,  and  finds  the  sheriff 
still  at  his  sport:  155  f,  168,  176-82.  We 
must  not  be  nice.  Robin  Hood  has  made  a 
vow  to  go  from  London  to  Barnsdale  barefoot. 
The  distance  thither  and  back  would  not  be 
much  short  of  three  hundred  and  fifty  miles. 
King  Edward  allows  him  a  seven-night,  and 
no  longer,  442  f.  The  compiler  of  the  Gest 
did  not  concern  himself  to  adjust  these  mat- 
ters. There  was  evidently  at  one  time  a 
Barnsdale  cycle  and  a  Sherwood  cycle  of 
Robin  Hood  ballads.  The  sheriff  of  Notting- 
ham would  belong  to  the  Sherwood  series 
(to  which  Robin  Hood  and  the  Monk  apper- 
tains). He  is  now  a  capital  character  in  all  the 
old  Robin  Hood  ballads.  If  he  was  adopted 
from  the  Sherwood  into  the  Barnsdale  set, 
this  was  done  without  a  rearrangement  of  the 
topography. 

5-7.  Robin  Hood  will  not  dine  until  he  has 
some  guest  that  can  pay  handsomely  for  his 
entertainment,  18,  19,  206,  209 ;  dinner,  ac- 
cordingly, is  sometimes  delayed  a  long  time, 
25,  30,  143,  220 ;  to  Little  John's  impatience, 
5,  16,  206,  2li.  This  habit  of  Robin's  seems 
to  be  a  humorous  imitation  of  King  Arthur, 
who  in  numerous  romances  will  not  dine  till 
some  adventure  presents  itself ;  a  custom 


which,  at  least  on  one  occasion,  proves  vexa- 
tious to  his  court.     Cf.  I,  257  f.§ 

8-10.  Robin's  general  piety  and  his  special 
devotion  to   the  Virgin  are  again  to  be  re- 
marked in  No  118.    There  is  a  tale  of  a  knight 
who   had  a  castle  near   a  public  road,  and 
robbed  everybody  that  went  by,  but  said  his    • 
Ave  every  day,  and  never  allowed  anything 
to  interfere  with  his  so   doing,  in  Legenda   '/ 
Aurea,   c.  51,   Grasse,  p.   221 ;    Hagen,  Ge- 
sammtabenteuer,    III,  563,    No  86;  Morlini 
Novelise,  Paris,  1855,  p.  269,  No  17,  etc. 

13—15.  Robin's  practice  corresponds  closely 
with  Gamelyn's : 

Whil  Gamelyn  was  outlawed  hadde  he  no  cors  ; 
There  was  no  man  that  for  him  ferde  the  wors 
But  abbotes  and  priours,  monk  and  chanoun ; 
On  hem  left  he  no-thing,  whan  he  mighte  hem  noin. 
vv  779-82,  ed.  Skeat. 

Fulk  Fitz  Warine,  nor  any  of  his,  during 
the  time  of  his  outlawry  would  ever  do  hurt 
to  any  one  except  the  king  and  his  knights : 
Wright,  p.  77  f . 

45.  "  Distraint  of  knighthood,"  or  the  prac- 
tice of  requiring  military  tenants  who  held 
20  I.  per  annum  to  receive  knighthood,  or  pay 
a  composition,  began  under  Henry  III,  as  early 
as  1224,  and  was  continued  by  Edward  I. 
This  was  regarded  as  a  very  serious  oppres- 
sion under  James  I  and  Charles  I,  and  was 
abolished  in  1642.  Stubbs,  Constitutional 
History,  II,  281  f;  Hallam,  Constitutional 
History,  ed.  1854,  I,  338,  note  x,  II,  9,  99. 

62-66.  The  knight  has  no  security  to  offer 
for  a  loan  "  but  God  that  dyed  on  a  tree," 
and  such  security,  or  that  of  the  saints,  is  per- 
emptorily rejected  by  Robin ;  but  when  the 
knight  says  that  he  can  offer  no  other,  unless 


*  Hunter  suspects  that  the  Nottinghamshire  knight,  Sir 
Richard  at  the  Lee,  in  the  latter  half  of  the  Gest,  was  orig- 
inally a  different  person  from  the  knight  in  the  former  half, 
"  the  knight  of  the  Barnsdale  ballads,"  p.  25.  Fricke  makes 
the  same  suggestion,  Die  Robin-Hood  Balladen,  p.  19.  This 
may  be,  but  the  reasons  offered  are  not  quite  conclusive. 

t  And  so,  as  to  Nottingham  and  Barnsdale,  in  No  118 ; 
and  perhaps  No  121,  for  the  reference  to  Wentbridge,  st.  6, 
would  imply  that  Robin  Hood  is  in  Barnsdale  rather  than 
Sherwood. 

t  I  say  Barnsdale,  though  the  place  is  not  specified,  and 
though  Sherwood  would  remove  or  reduce  the  difficulty  as 


to  distance.  We  have  nothing  to  do  with  Sherwood  in  the 
Gest :  a  rational  topography  is  out  of  the  question.  In  the 
seventh  fit  the  king  starts  from  Nottingham,  365,  walks 
"  down  by  yon  abbey,"  368,  and  ere  he  comes  to  Notting- 
ham, 370,  falls  in  with  Kobin,  375. 

§  This  was  a  custom  of  Arthur's  only  upon  certain  holi- 
days, according  to  the  earlier  representation,  but  in  later 
accounts  is  made  general.  For  romances,  besides  these 
mentioned  at  I,  257,  in  which  this  way  of  Arthur's  is  noted 
(Rigomer,  Jaufre,  etc.),  see  Gaston  Paris,  Les  Romans  en 
vers  du  Cycle  de  la  Table  Ronde  (from  Histoire  Litt.  de  la 
France,  XXX),  p.  49. 


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it  be  Our  Lady,  the  Virgin  is  instantly  ac- 
cepted as  entirely  satisfactory.  In  a  well- 
known  miracle  of  Mary,  found  in  most  of  the 
larger  collections,  a  Christian,  who  resorts  to 
a  Jew  to  borrow  money,  tenders  Jesus  as  se- 
curity, and  the  Jew,  who  regards  Jesus  as  a 
just  man  and  a  prophet,  though  not  divine,  is 
willing  to  lend  on  the  terms  proposed.  The 
Christian,  not  being  able,  as  he  says,  to  pro- 
duce Jesus  Christ  in  person,  takes  the  Jew 
to  a  church,  and,  standing  before  an  image  of 
the  Virgin  and  Child,  causes  him  to  take  the 
hand  of  the  Child,  saying,  Lord  Jesus  Christ, 
whose  image  I  have  given  as  pledge  for  this 
money,  and  whom  I  have  offered  this  Jew  as 
my  surety,  I  beg  and  entreat  that,  if  I  shall 
by  any  chance  be  prevented  from  returning 
the  money  to  this  man  upon  the  day  fixed, 
but  shall  give  it  to  thee,  thou  wilt  return  it 
to  him  in  such  manner  and  form  as  may  please 
thee.  In  the  sequel  this  miraculous  interpo- 
sition becomes  necessary,  and  the  money  is 
punctually  restored,  the  act  of  grace  being  im- 
plicitly or  distinctly  attributed  to  Mary  rather 
than  her  Son ;  distinctly  in  an  English  form 
of  the  legend,  where  the  Christian,  especially 
devoted  to  the  Virgin,  offers  Saint  Mary  for 
his  borrow:  Horstmann,  Die  altenglischen 
Marienlegenden  des  MS.  Vernon,  in  Archiv 
f iir  das  Studium  der  neueren  Sprachen,  LVI, 
232,  No  6.* 

107.  The  abbot  had  retained  the  chief  jus- 
tice "  by  robe  and  fee,"  to  counsel  and  aid  him 
in  the  spoliation  of  the  knight,  93.  Taking 
and  giving  of  robes  and  fees  for  such  purposes 
is  defined  as  conspiracy  in  a  statute  of  Ed- 
ward I,  1305-06 ;  and  by  another  statute,  20 
Edward  III,  c.  vi,  1346,  justices  are  required 
to  swear  that  they  will  take  robes  and  fees 
from  no  man  but  the  king:  et  que  vos  ne 
prendrez  fee,  tant  come  vos  serez  justicz,  ne 

*  Pothouis  Liber  de  Miracnlis  S.  D.  G.  Marias,  c.  33,  p. 
377 ;  Vincentius  B.,  Speculum  Hist.,  vii.  c.  82.  Mussafia, 
Sitzungsberichte  der  Wiener  Akad.,  Phil.-Hist.  Classe, 
CXIII,  960-91,  notes  nine  Latin  copies,  besides  that  attrib- 
uted to  Potho,  in  MSS  mostly  of  the  13th  century.  Gautier 
de  Coincy,  ed.  Poqnet,  cols.  543-52 ;  Adgar's  Marienlegen- 
den, Neuhaus,  p.  176,  No  29 ;  Miracles  de  Nostre  Dame  par 
Personnages,  G.  Paris  et  U.  Robert,  VI,  171-223,  No  35 ; 
Romania,  VIII,  16,  No  3  (Proven9al).  Berceo,  in  Sanchez, 
II,  367,  No  23.  Unger,  Mariu  Saga,  No  15,  pp.  87-92, 1064- 


robes,  de  nul  horn  me,  graunt  ne  petit,  sinoun 
du  roi  meismes.  Statutes  of  the"  Realm,  I, 
145,  305 :  cited  by  J.  Lewelyn  Curtis,  in 
Notes  and  Queries,  S.  I,  VI,  479  f.  All  the 
English  judges,  including  the  chief  justice, 
were  convicted  of  bribery  and  were  removed, 
under  Edward  I,  1289. 

121.  The  knight  would  have  given  some- 
thing for  the  use  of  the  four  hundred  pound 
had  the  abbot  been  civil,  though  under  no  ob- 
ligation to  pay  interest.  In  270  the  knight 
proffers  Robin  twenty  mark  (3£  per  cent)  for 
his  courtesy,  which  seemingly  small  sum  was 
to  be  accompanied  with  the  valuable  gift  of  a 
hundred  bows  and  a  hundred  sheaf  of  peacock- 
feathered,  silver-nocked  arrows.  But  though 
the  abbot  had  not  lent  for  usury,  still  less  had 
he  lent  for  charity.  The  knight's  lands  were  to 
be  forfeited  if  the  loan  should  not  be  punctu- 
ally returned,  86  f,  94, 106  ;  and  of  this  the 
knight  was  entirely  aware,  85.  "  As  for  mort- 
gaging or  pawning,"  says  Bacon,  Of  Usury, 
"  either  men  will  not  take  pawns  without  use, 
or,  if  they  do,  they  will  look  precisely  for  the 
forfeiture.  I  remember  a  cruel  moneyed  man 
in  the  country  that  would  say^  The  devil  take 
this  usury ;  it  keeps  us  from  forfeitures  of 
mortgages  and  bonds."  But  troubles,  legal 
or  other,  might  ensue  upon  this  hard-dealing 
unless  the  knight  would  give  a  quittance, 
117  f. 

135-37.  A  ram  was  the  prize  for  an  ordi- 
nary wrestling-match ;  but  this  is  an  occa- 
sion which  brings  together  all  the  best  yeo- 
men of  the  West  Country,  and  the  victor  is  to 
have  a  bull,  a  horse  saddled  and  bridled,  a 
pair  of  gloves,  a  ring,  and  a  pipe  of  wine.  In 
Gamely n  "  there  was  set  up  a  ram  and  a  ring," 
v.  172. 

181-204.  The  sheriff  is  decoyed  into  the 
wood  by  Robin  Hood  in  No  121,  56-69,  No 

67.  Mone's  Anzeiger,  VIII,  col.  355,  No  8,  as  a  broadside 
ballad.  Afanasief,  Skazki,  vii,  No  49,  as  a  popular  tale, 
the  Jew  changed  to  a  Tartar,  and  the  Cross  taken  as  surety, 
Ralston,  Russian  Folk-Tales,  p.  27.  "  God-borg  "  in  Al- 
fred's Laws,  c.  33,  Schmid,  Gesetze  der  Angelsachsen,  p. 
88  f.,  was  perhaps  only  an  asseveration  with  an  invocation  of 
the  Deity,  like  the  Welsh  "  briduw."  And  so  "  Ich  wil  dir 
got  ze  biirgen  geben,"  "  Got  den  wil  ich  ze  biirgen  ban," 
in  the  Ritter  v.  Staufenberg,  vv  403,  405,  Janicke,  Alt- 
deutsche  Studien. 


117.    A  GEST  OF  EOBYN  HODE 


53 


122,  A,  18-25,  B,  20-27,  as  here  by  Little 
John.  Fulk  Fitz  Warine  gets  his  enemy, 
King  John,  into  his  power  by  a  like  stratagem. 
Fulk,  disguised  as  a  collier,  is  asked  by  King 
John  if  he  has  seen  a  stag  or  doe  pass.  He 
has  seen  a  horned  beast ;  it  had  long  horns. 
He  offers  to  take  the  king  to  the  place  where 
he  saw  it,  and  begs  the  king  to  wait  while  he 
goes  into  the  thicket  to  drive  the  beast  that 
way.  Fulk's  men  are  in  the  forest :  he  tells 
them  that  he  has  brought  the  king  with  only 
three  knights ;  they  rush  out  and  seize  the 
king.  Fulk  says  he  will  have  John's  life,  but 
the  king  promises  to  restore  Fulk's  heritage 
and  all  that  had  been  taken  from  him  and  his 
men,  and  to  be  his  friend  forever  after.  A 
pledge  of  faith  is  exacted  and  given,  and  very 
happy  is  the  king  so  to  escape.  But  the  king 
keeps  the  forced  oath  no  better  than  the  sheriff. 
Wright,  p.  145  ff.  There  js  a  passage  which 
has  the  same  source,  though  differing  in  de- 
tails, in  Eustace  the  Monk,  Michel,  pp.  36-39, 
vv  995-1070.  The  story  is  incomparably  bet- 
ter here  than  elsewhere. 

213—33.  The  black  monks  are  Benedictines. 
There  are  two  according  to  213  f,  218,  2254, 
but  the  high  cellarer  only  (who  in  91-93  is 
exultant  over  the  knight's  forfeiture)  is  of  con- 
sequence, and  the  other  is  made  no  account  of. 
Seven  score  of  wight  young  men,  2293,  is  the 
right  number  for  a  band  of  outlaws ;  so  Gam- 
elyn,  v.  628.  The  sheriff  has  his  seven  score 
in  Guy  of  Gisborn,  13. 

243-47.  "  What  is  in  your  coffers  ?  "  So 
Eustace  the  monk  to  the  merchant,  v.  938,  p. 
34,  Michel :  "  Di-moi  combien  tu  as  d'ar- 
gent."  The  merchant  tells  the  exact  truth, 
and  Eustace,  having  verified  the  answer  by 
counting,  returns  all  the  money,  saying,  If  you 
had  lied  in  the  least,  you  would  not  have  car- 
ried off  a  penny.  When  Eustace  asks  the 
same  question  of  the  abbot,  v.  1765,  p.  64,  the 
abbot  answers,  after  the  fashion  of  our  cel- 
larer, Four  silver  marks.  Eustace  finds  thirty 
marks,  and  returns  to  the  abbot  the  four  which 
he  had  confessed. 

213-272.  Nothing  was  ever  more  felici- 
tously ^told,  even  in  the  best  dit  or  fabliau,  than 
the  "  process "  of  Our  Lady's  repaying  the 


money  which  had  been  lent  on  her  security. 
Robin's  slyly  significant  welcome  to  the  monk 
upon  learning  that  he  is  of  Saint  Mary  Ab- 
bey, his  professed  anxiety  that  Our  Lady  is 
wroth  with  him  because  she  has  not  sent  him 
his  pay,  John's  comfortable  suggestion  that 
perhaps  the  monk  has  brought  it,  Robin's 
incidental  explanation  of  the  little  business  in 
which  the  Virgin  was  a  party,  and  request  to 
see  the  silver  in  case  the  monk  has  come  upon 
her  affair,  are  beautiful  touches  of  humor, 
and  so  delicate  that  it  is  all  but  brutal  to 
point  them  out.  The  story,  however,  is  an 
old  one,  and  was  known,  perhaps,  wherever 
monks  were  known.  A  complete  parallel  is 
afforded  by  Pauli's  Schimpf  und  Ernst,  No  59 
(c.  1515).  A  nobleman  took  a  burgess's  son 
prisoner  in  war,  carried  him  home  to  his  cas- 
tle, and  shut  him  up  in  a  tower.  After  lying 
there  a  considerable  time,  the  prisoner  asked 
and  obtained  an  interview  with  his  captor,  and 
said :  Dear  lord,  I  am  doing  no  good  here  to 
you  or  myself,  since  my  friends  will  not  send 
my  ransom.  If  you  would  let  me  go  home,  I 
would  come  back  in  eight  weeks  and  bring  you 
the  money.  Whom  will  you  give  for  surety  ? 
asked  the  nobleman.  I  have  no  one  to  offer, 
replied  the  prisoner,  but  the  Lord  God,  and 
will  swear  you  an  oath  by  him  to  keep  my 
word.  The  nobleman  was  satisfied,  made  his 
captive  swear  the  oath,  and  let  him  go.  The 
hero  sold  all  that  he  owned,  and  raised  the 
money,  but  was  three  weeks  longer  in  so  do- 
ing than  the  time  agreed  upon.  The  noble- 
man, one  day,  when  he  was  riding  out  with  a 
couple  of  servants,  fell  in  with  an  abbot  or 
friar  who  had  two  fine  horses  and  a  man. 
See  here,  my  good  fellows,  said  the  young 
lord ;  that  monk  is  travelling  with  two  horses, 
as  fine  as  any  knight,  when  he  ought  to  be 
riding  on  an  ass.  Look  out  now,  we  will  play 
him  a  turn.  So  saying,  he  rode  up  to  the 
monk,  seized  the  bridle  of  his  horse,  and 
asked,  Sir,  who  are  you  ?  Who  is  your  lord  ? 
The  monk  answered,  I  am  a  servant  of  God, 
and  he  is  my  lord.  You  come  in  good  time, 
said  the  nobleman.  I  had  a  prisoner,  and  set 
him  free  upon  his  leaving  your  lord  with  me 
as  a  surety.  But  I  can  get  nothing  from  this 


117.    A  GEST  OF  ROBYN   HODE 


lord  of  yours ;  he  is  above  my  power ;  so  I  will 
lay  hands  on  his  servant;  and  accordingly 
made  the  monk  go  with  him  afoot  to  the  castle, 
where  he  took  from  him  all  that  he  had. 
Shortly  after,  his  prisoner  appeared,  fell  at 
his  feet,  and  wished  to  pay  the  ransom,  beg- 
ging that  he  would  not  be  angry,  for  the 
money  could  not  be  got  sooner.  But  the  no- 
bleman said,  Stand  up,  my  good  man.  Keep 
your  money,  and  go  whither  you  will,  for  your 
surety  has  paid  your  ransom.  Ed.  Oester- 
ley,  p.  49.  The  gist  of  the  story  is  in  Jacques 
de  Vitry,  Sermones  Vulgares,  fol.  62,  MS. 
17,509,  Bibliothdque  Nationale,  Paris;  Scala 
Celi  (1480),  159  b,  "  De  Restitucione,"  and 
elsewhere:  see  Oesterly's  note,  p.  480.  A 
very  amusing  variety  is  the  fabliau  Du  povre 
Mercier,  Barbazan  et  Meon,  III,  17 ;  Mon- 
taiglon  et  Raynaud,  II,  114 ;  Legrand,  III,  93, 
ed.  1829.* 

2933.  Reynolde.  Possibly  Little  John  bor- 
rows this  Reynolde's  name  in  149,  but  there 
is  no  apparent  reason  why  he  should.  In 
the  following  very  strange,  and  to  me  utterly 
unintelligible,  piece  in  Ravenscroft's  Deuter- 
omelia,  which  may  have  been  meant  to  have 
only  enough  sense"  to  sing,  Renold,  a  miller's 
son,  mickle  of  might  (was  he  rechristened 
Much  ?),  becomes  one  of  Robin  Hood's  men. 
(Deuteromelia,  p.  4 :  London,  for  Tho.  Ad- 
ams, 1609.) 

1  BY  Lands-dale  hey  ho, 

By  mery  Lands-dale  hey  ho, 
There  dwelt  a  jolly  miller, 

And  a  very  good  old  man  was  he,  hey  ho. 

2  He  had,  he  had  and  a  sonne  a, 

Men  called  him  Renold, 
And  mickle  of  his  might 
Was  he,  was  he,  hey  ho. 

3  And  from  his  father  a  wode  a, 

His  fortune  for  to  seeke, 
From  mery  Lands-dale 
Wode  he,  wode  he,  hey  ho. 


4  His  father  would  him  seeke  a, 

And  found  him  fast  a  sleepe  ; 
Among  the  leaves  greene 
Was  he,  was  he,  hey  ho. 

5  He  tooke,  he  tooke  him  up  a, 

All  by  the  lilly-white  hand, 
And  set  him  on  his  feet, 

And  bad  him  stand,  hey  ho. 

6  He  gave  to  him  a  benbow, 

Made  all  of  a  trusty  tree, 
And  arrowes  in  his  hand, 
And  bad  him  let  them  flee. 

7  And  shoote  was  that  that  a  did  a, 

Some  say  he  shot  a  mile, 
But  halfe  a  mile  and  more 
Was  it,  was  it,  hey  ho. 

8  And  at  the  halfe  miles  end, 

There  stood  An  armed  man ; 
The  childe  he  shot  him  through, 
And  through  and  through,  hey  ho.f 

9  His  beard  was  all  on  a  white  a, 

As  white  as  whale  is  bone, 
His  eyes  they  were  as  cleare 
As  christall  stone,  hey  ho. 

10  And  there  of  him  they  made 

Good  yeoman,  Robin  Rood, 
Scarlet,  and  Little  John, 
And  Little  John,  hey  ho. 

302-05.  The  Klepht  Giphtakis,  wounded 
in  knee  and  hand,  exclaims  :  Where  are  you, 
my  brother,  my  friend  ?  Come  back  and  take 
me  off,  or  take  off  my  head,  lest  the  Turk 
should  do  so,  and  carry  it  to  that  dog  of  an 
AH  Pacha.  (1790.  Fauriel,  1, 20 ;  Zambelios, 
p.  621,  No  32 ;  Passow,  p.  52,  No  61.) 

357-59.  The  king  traverses  the  whole 
length  of  Lancashire  and  proceeds  to  Plump- 
ton  Park,  missing  many  of  his  deer.  Camden, 
Britannia,  II,  175,  ed.  1772,  places  Plumpton 
Park  on  the  bank  of  the  Petterel,  in  Cumber- 


*  Le  Doctrinal  de  Sapience,  fol.  67  b,  cited  by  Legrand, 
is  not  to  the  purpose.  Scala  Celi  refers  to  a  Speculum 
Exemplorum. 

In  Peele's  Edward  I,  the  friar,  having  lost  five  nobles  at 
dice  to  St  Francis,  pays  them  to  St  Francis'  receiver ;  but 


presently  wins  a  hundred  marks  of  the  saint,  and  makes  the 
receiver  pay.     (The  story  has  in  one  point  a  touch  of  the 
French  fabliau.)     Peele's  Works,  ed.  Dyce,  I,  157-61. 
t  hey  hoy. 


117.    A  GEST  OP  ROBYN   HODE 


55 


land,  east  of  Inglewood.  (Hunter,  p.  30, 
citing  no  authority,  says  it  was  part  of  the 
forest  of  Knaresborough,  in  Yorkshire.)  Since 
this  survey  makes  the  king  wroth  with  Robin 
Hood,  we  must  give  a  corresponding  extent 
to  Robin's  operations.  And  we  remember 
that  Wyntouu  says  that  he  exercised  his  pro- 
fession iu.  Inglewood  and  Barnsdale. 

371  ff.  The  story  of  the  seventh  fit  has  a 
general  similitude  to  the  extensive  class  of 
tales,  mostly  jocular,  represented  by '  The  King 
and  the  Miller ; '  as  to  which,  see  further  on. 

403-09.  The  sport  of  "  pluck-buffet "  (4243) 
is  a  feature  in  the  romance  of  Richard  Coeur 
de  Lion,  762-98,  Weber,  II,  33  f.  Richard 
is  betrayed  to  the  king  of  Almayne  by  a  min- 
strel to  whom  he  had  given  a  cold  reception, 
and  is  put  in  prison.  The  king's  son,  held 
the  strongest  man  of  the  land,  visits  the  pris- 
oner, and  proposes  to  him  an  exchange  of  this 
sort.  The  prince  gives  Richard  a  clout  which 
makes  fire  spring  from  his  eyes,  and  goes  off 
laughing,  ordering  Richard  to  be  well  fed,  so 
that  he  may  have  no  excuse  for  returning  a 
feeble  blow  when  he  takes  his  turn.  The 
next  day,  when  the  prince  conies  for  his  pay- 
ment, Richard,  who  has  waxed  his  hand  by 
way  of  preparation,  delivers  a  blow  which 
breaks  the  young  champion's  cheek-bone  and 
fells  him  dead.  There  is  another  instance  in 
« The  Turke  and  Gowin,'  Percy  MS.,  Hales 
and  Furnivall,  I,  91  ff. 

414-450.  Robin  Hood  is  pardoned  by  King 
Edward  on  condition  of  his  leaving  the  green- 
wood with  all  his  company,  and  taking  service 
at  court.  In  the  course  of  a  twelvemonth,* 
keeping  up  his  old  profusion,  Robin  has  spent 
not  only  all  his  own  money,  but  all  his  men's, 
in  treating  knights  and  squires,  and  at  the 
end  of  the  year  all  his  band  have  deserted 
him  save  John  and  Scathlock.  About  this 
time,  chancing  to  see  young  men  shooting, 
the  recollection  of  his  life  in  the  woods  comes 
over  him  so  powerfully  that  he  feels  that  he 
shall  die  if  he  stays  longer  with  the  king. 
He  therefore  affects  to  have  made  a  vow  to 
go  to  Barnsdale  "barefoot  and  woolward." 

*  435.    The  three  in  433,  as  in  416,  is  for  rhyme,  and 
need  not  be  taken  strictly. 


Upon  this  plea  he  obtains  from  the  king  leave 
of  absence  for  a  week,  and,  once  more  in  the 
forest,  never  reports  for  duty  in  two  and 
twenty  years. 

Hunter,  who  could  have  identified  Pigro- 
gromitus  and  Quinapalus,  if  he  had  given  his 
inind  to  it,  sees  in  this  passage,  and  in  what 
precedes  it  of  King  Edward's  trip  to  Notting- 
ham, a  plausible  semblance  of  historical  real- 
ity.f  Edward  II,  as  may  be  shown  from 
Ryiner's  Foedera,  made  a  progress  in  the 
counties  of  York,  Lancaster,  and  Nottingham, 
in  the  latter  part  of  the  year  1323.  He  was 
in  Yorkshire  in  August  and  September,  in 
Lancashire  in  October,  at  Nottingham  No- 
vember 9—23,  spending  altogether  five  or  six 
weeks  in  that  neighborhood,  and  leaving  it  a 
little  before  Christmas.  "  Now  it  will  scarcely 
be  believed,  but  it  is,  nevertheless,  the  plain 
and  simple  truth,  that  in  documents  preserved 
in  the  Exchequer,  containing  accounts  of  ex- 
penses in  the  king's  household,  we  find  the 
name  of  Robyn  Hode,  not  once,  but  several 
times  occurring,  receiving,  with  about  eight 
and  twenty  others,  the  pay  of  3c?.  a  day,  as 
one  of  the  '  vadlets,  porteurs  de  la  chambre '  of 
the  king ;  "  these  entries  running  from  March 
24,  1324,  to  November  22  of  the  same  year. 
There  are  entries  of  payments  to  vadlets 
during  the  year  preceding,  but  unluckily  the 
accountant  has  put  down  the  sums  in  gross, 
without  specifying  the  names  of  persons  who 
received  regular  wages.  This,  as  Hunter  re- 
marks, does  not  quite  prove  that  Robyn  Hode 
had  not  been  among  these  persons  before 
Christmas,  1323,  but,  on  the  other  hand,  ac- 
count-book evidence  is  lacking  to  show  that 
he  had  been.  Hunter's  interpretation  of  the 
data  is  that  Robyn  Hode  entered  the  king's 
service  at  Nottingham  a  little  before  Christ- 
mas, 1323.  If  this  was  so,  his  career  as  porter 
was  not  only  brief,  but  pitiably  checkered. 
His  pay  is  docked  for  five  days'  absence  in 
May,  again  for  eight  days  in  August,  then  for 
fifteen  days  in  October.  "He  was  growing 
weary  of  his  new  mode  of  life."  Seven  days, 
once  more,  are  deducted  in  November,  and 

t  Critical  and  Historical  Tracts,  No  IV,  Kobin  Hood,  p. 
28  ff. 


117.    A  GEST  OF  ROBYN   HODE 


under  the  22d  of  that  month  we  find  this 
entry:  Robyn  Hode,  jadys  un  des  porteurs, 
poar  cas  qil  ne  poait  pluis  travailler,  de  donn 
par  comandement,  v.  s.  After  this  his  name 
no  longer  appears. 

A  simple  way  of  reading  the  Exchequer 
documents  is  that  one  Robert  Hood,  some 
time  (and,  for  aught  we  know,  a  long  time) 
porter  in  the  king's  household,  after  repeat- 
edly losing  time,  was  finally  discharged,  with 
a  present  of  five  shillings,  because  he  could  not 
do  his  work.  To  detect  "  a  remarkable  coin- 
cidence between  the  ballad  and  the  record" 
requires  not  only  a  theoretical  prepossession, 
but  an  uncommon  insensibility  to  the  ludi- 
crous.* But  taking  things  with  entire  seri- 
ousness, there  is  no  correspondence  between 
the  ballad  and  the  record  other  than  this: 
that  Robin  Hood,  who  is  in  the  king's  service, 
leaves  it;  in  the  one  instance  deserting,  and 
in  the  other  being  displaced.  Hunter  himself 


does  not,  as  in  the  case  of  Adam  Bell,  insist 
that  the  name  Robin  Hood  is  •*'  peculiar." 
He  cites,  p.  10,  a  Robert  Hood,  citizen  of 
London,  who  supplied  the  king's  household 
with  beer,  28  Edward  I,  and  a  Robert  Hood 
of  Wakefield,  twice  mentioned,  9,  10  Edward 
H.f  Another  Robert  Hood  at  Throckelawe, 
North  umbria,  is  thrice  mentioned  in  the  Ex- 
chequer Rolls,  Edward  I,  19,  20,  30:  Rot. 
Orig.  in  Cur.  Scac.  Abbrev.,  I,  69,  73,  124. 
A  Robert  Hood  is  manucaptor  for  a  burgess 
returned  from  Lostwithiel,  Cornwall,  7  Edward 
II,  Parliamentary  Writs,  II,  1019,  and  an- 
other, of  Howden,  York,  10  Edward  III,  is 
noted  in  the  Calendar  of  Patent  Rolls,  p.  125, 
No  31,  cited  by  Ritson.  In  all  these  we  have 
six  Robin  Hoods  between  30  Edward  I  and  10 
Edward  III,  a  period  of  less  than  forty  years. 

433,  435-50  are   translated  by  A.  Griin, 
p.  166. 


a.  1  LTTHE  and  listin,  gentilmen, 
That  be  of  frebore  blode  ; 
I  shall  you  tel  of  a  gode  yeman, 
His  name  was  Robyn  Hode. 

2  Robyn  was  a  prude  outlaw, 

[Whyles  he  walked  on  grounde  ; 
So  curteyse  an  outlawe]  as  he  was  one 
Was  never  non  founde. 

3  Robyn  stode  in  Bernesdale, 

And  lenyd  hym  to  a  tre  ; 
And  bi  hym  stode  Litell  Johnn, 
A  gode  yeman  was  he. 

4  And  alsoo  dyd  gode  Scarlok, 

And  Much,  the  miller's  son  ; 

*  Think  of  Robin  as  light  porter,  —  Robin  who  had  been 
giving  and  taking  buffets  that  might  fell  an  ox.  Think  of 
him  as  worn  oat  with  the  work  in  eleven  months,  and 
dropped  for  disability.  Think  of  his  being  put  on  three- 
pence a  day,  after  paying  his  yeomen  at  thrice  the  rate,  171, 
not  to  speak  of  such  casual  gratuities  as  we  hear  of  in  382. 
"  There  is  in  all  this,  perhaps,  as  much  correspondency  as 
we  can  reasonably  expect  between  the  record  and  the  bal- 
lad," says  Hunter,  p.  38. 

t  Hunter  asks  if  it  is  not  possible  to  find  in  this  Robert 
Hood  of  Wakefield,  near  Barnsdale,  "  the  identical  person 
whose  name  has  been  so  strangely  perpetuated."  This  Rob- 


There  was  none  ynch  of  his  bodi 
But  it  was  worth  a  grome. 

6  Than  bespake  Lytell  Johnn 
All  vntoo  Robyn  Hode  : 
Maister,  and  ye  wolde  dyne  betyme 
It  wolde  doo  you  moche  gode. 

6  Than  bespake  hym  gode  Robyn : 

To  dyne  haue  I  noo  lust, 
Till  that  I  haue  som  bolde  baron, 
Or  som  vnkouth  gest. 


That  may  pay  for  the  best, 

Or  som  knyght  or  [som]  squyer, 

That  dwelleth  here  bi  west. 

ert  Hood  would  be  a  person  of  some  consideration,  and  he 
would  thus  be  qualified  "  for  his  station  among  the  vadlets 
of  the  crown,"  —  three-penny  vadlets,  Great  Hob,  Little 
Coll,  Robert  Trash,  and  their  fellows.  The  Wakefield 
Robert's  wife  was  named  Matilda,  "and  the  ballad  testi- 
mony is  —  not  the  Little  Gest,  but  other  ballads  of  uncer- 
tain antiquity,  —  that  the  outlaw's  wife  was  named  Matilda, 
which  name  she  exchanged  for  Marian  when  she  joined  him 
in  the  green-wood."  (Pp  46-48.)  Hunter  has  made  a  trivial 
mistake  about  Matilda  :  she  belongs  to  Munday's  play,  and 
not  to  the  ballads  (ballad)  he  has  in  mind. 


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8  A  gode  maner  thaw  had  Robyn ; 

In  londe  where  that  he  were, 
Euery  day  or  he  wold  dyne 
Thre  messis  wolde  he  here. 

9  The  one  in  the  worship  of  the  Fader, 

And  another  of  the  Holy  Gost, 
The  thirde  of  Our  dere  Lady, 
That  he  loued  allther  moste. 

10  Robyw  loued  Oure  dere  Lady ; 

For  dout  of  dydly  synne, 
Wolde  he  neuer  do  corapani  harme 
That  any  woman  was  in. 

11  '  Maistar,'  thaw  sayde  Lytil  Johnw, 

'  And  we  our  horde  shal  sprede, 
Tell  vs  wheder  that  we  shal  go, 
And  what  life  that  we  shall  lede. 

12  '  Where  we  shall  take,  where  we  shall  leue, 

Where  we  shall  ahide  behywde ; 
Where  we  shall  robbe,  where  we  shal  reue, 
Where  we  shal  bete  and  bynde.' 

13  '  Therof  no  force,'  than  sayde  Robyn ; 

'  We  shall  do  well  inowe ; 
But  loke  ye  do  no  husbonde  harme, 
That  tUleth  with  his  ploughe. 

14  '  No  more  ye  shall  no  gode  yeman 

That  walketh  by  grene-wode  shawe  ; 
Ne  no  knyght  ne  no  squyer 
That  wol  be  a  gode  f  elawe. 

15  '  These  bisshoppes  and  these  archebishoppes, 

Ye  shall  them  bete  and  bynde  ; 
The  hye  sherif  of  Notyingham, 
Hym  holde  ye  in  your  mynde.' 

16  'This  worde  shalbe  holde,'  sayde  Lytell  Jolnm, 

'  And  this  lesson  we  shall  lere ; 

It  is  fer  dayes  ;  God  sende  vs  a  gest, 

That  we  were  at  oure  dynere ! ' 


17  'Take   thy  gode  bowe  in   thy  honde,' 

Rob[yn] ; 

'  Late  Much  wende  wi'tA  the ; 
And  so  shal  Willyara  Scarlo[k], 
And  no  man  abyde  with  me. 

18  '  And  walke  vp  to  the  Saylis, 

And  so  to  Watlmge  Stret[e], 


And  wayte  after  some  vnkuth  gest, 
Vp  chaunce  ye  may  them  mete. 

19  '  Be  he  erle,  or  ani  barow, 

Abbot,  or  ani  knyght, 
Bringhe  hym  to  lodge  to  me  ; 
His  dyner  shall  be  dight.' 

20  They  wente  vp  to  the  Saylis, 

These  yeman  all  thre  ; 
They  loked  est,  they  loke[d]  weest ; 
They  myght  no  man  see. 

21  But  as  they  loked  in  to  Bernysdale, 

Bi  a  derne  strete, 
Than  came  a  knyght  ridinghe  ; 
Full  sone  they  gan  hym  mete. 

22  All  dreri  was  his  semblaunce, 

And  lytell  was  his  pryde  ; 
His  one  fote  in  the  styrop  stode, 
That  othere  wauyd  beside. 

23  His  hode  hanged  in  his  iyn  two ; 

He  rode  in  symple  aray ; 

A  soriar  man  than  he  was  one 

Rode  neuer  in  somer  day. 

24  Litell  Jobiw  was  full  curteyes, 

And  sette  hym  on  his  kne : 
'  Welcom  be  ye,  gentyll  knyght, 
Welcom  ar  ye  to  me. 

25  '  Welcom  be  thou  to  grene  wode, 

Hende  knyght  and  fre  ; 
My  maister  hath  abides  you  fastinge, 
Syr,  al  these  oures  thre.' 

26  '  Who  is  thy  maister  ?  '  sayde  the  knyght ; 

Jobim  sayde,  Robyn  Hode ; 
'  He  is  [a]  gode  yoman,'  sayde  the  knyght, 
'  Of  hym  I  haue  herde  moche  gode. 

27  '  I  graunte,'  he  sayde,  '  with  you  to  wende, 

My  bretherne,  all  in  fere  ; 
My  purpos  was  to  haue  dyned  to  day 
At  Blith  or  Dancastere.' 

28  Furth  than  went  this  gentyl  knight, 

With  a  carefull  chere  ; 
The  teris  oute  of  his  iyen  ran, 
And  fell  downe  by  his  lere. 


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29  They  brought  hym  to  the  lodge-dore ; 

Whan  Robyn  hym  gan  see, 
Full  curtesly  dyd  of  his  hode 
And  sette  hym  on  his  knee. 

30  '  Welcome,  sir  knight,'  than  sayde  Robyn, 

'  Welcome  art  thou  to  me ; 
I  haue  abyden  you  fastinge,  sir, 
All  these  ouris  thre.' 

31  Than  answered  the  gentyll  knight, 

With  worde's  fayre  and  fre ; 
God  the  saue,  goode  Robyn, 
And  all  thy  fayre  meyne. 

32  They  wasshed  togeder  and  wyped  bothe, 

And  sette  to  theyr  dynere  ; 
Brede  and  wyne  they  had  right  ynoughe, 
And  noumbles  of  the  dere. 

33  Swannes  and  fessauntes  they  had  full  gode, 

And  foules  of  the  ryuere ; 
There  fayled  none  so  litell  a  birde 
That  euer  was  bred  on  bryre. 

34  '  Do  gladly,  sir  knight,'  sayde  Robyn  ; 

*  Gramarcy,  sir,'  sayde  he  ; 
'  Suche  a  dinere  had  I  nat 
Of  all  these  wekys  thre. 

35  '  If  I  come  ageyne,  Robyn, 

Here  by  thys  contre, 
As  gode  a  dyner  I  shall  the  make 
As  that  thou  haest  made  to  me.' 

36  '  Gramarcy,  knyght,'  sayde  Robyn  ; 

'  My  dyner  whan  that  I  it  haue, 
I  was  neuer  so  gredy,  bi  dere  worthy  God, 
My  dyner  for  to  craue. 

37  '  But  pay  or  ye  wende,'  sayde  Robyn  ; 

'  Me  thynketh  it  is  gode  ryght ; 
It  was  neuer  the  maner,  by  dere  worthi  God, 
A  yoman  to  pay  for  a  knyhht.' 

38  'I   haue   nought    in    my    coffers,'    saide    the 

knyght, 

1  That  I  may  prefer  for  shame  : ' 
'  Litell  Jolum,  go  loke,'  sayde  Robyn, 
'  Ne  let  nat  for  no  blame. 

39  '  Tel  me  truth,'  than  saide  Robyn, 

1  So  God  haue  parte  of  the  : ' 


'  I  haue  no  more  but  ten  shelynges,'  sayde  the 

knyght, 
'  So  God  haue  parte  of  me.' 

40  If  thou  hast  no  more,'  sayde  Robyn, 

'  I  woll  nat  one  peny  ; 
And  yf  thou  haue  nede  of  any  more, 
More  shall  I  lend  the. 

41  '  Go  nowe  f  urth,  Littell  Jolum, 

The  truth  tell  thou  me  ; 
If  there  be  no  more  but  ten  shelinges, 
No  peny  that  I  se.' 

42  Lyttell  Jolum  sprede  downe  hys  man  tell 

Full  fayre  vpon  the  grounde, 
And  there  he  fonde  in  the  knyghtes  cofer 
But  euen  halfe  [a]  pounde. 

43  Littell  Jolum  let  it  lye  full  styll, 

And  went  to  hys  maysteer  [full]  lowe  ; 
'  What  tidynge's,  Jolum  ?  '  sayde  Robyn  ; 
'  Sir,  the  knyght  is  true  inowe.' 

44  '  Fyll  of  the  best  wine,'  sayde  Robyn, 

4  The  knyght  shall  begynne  ; 
Moche  wowder  thmketh  me 
Thy  clot[h]ynge  is  so  thin[n]e. 

45  *  Tell  me  [one]  worde,'  sayde  Robyn, 

'  And  counsel  shal  it  be  ; 
I  trowe  thou  warte  made  a  knyght  of  force, 
Or  ellys  of  yemanry. 

46  'Or  ellys  thou  hast  bene  a  sori  husbande, 

And  lyued  in  stroke  and  stryfe  ; 
An  okerer,  or  ellis  a  lechoure,'  sayde  Robyn, 
*  Wyth  wronge  hast  led  thy  lyfe.' 

47  '  I  am  none  of  those,'  sayde  the  knyght, 

'  By  God  that  made  me  ; 
An  hundred  wynter  here  before 
Myn  auncetres  knyghtes  haue  be. 

48  <  But  oft  it  hath  befal,  Robyn, 

A  man  hath  be  disgrate ; 
But  God  that  sitteth  in  heuen  aboue 
May  amende  his  state. 

49  '  Withyn  this  two  yere,  Robyne,'  he  sayde, 

'  My  neghbours  well  it  knowe, 
Foure  hundred  pounde  of  gode  money 
Ful  well  than  myght  I  spende. 


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50  '  Nowe  haue  I  no  gode,'  saide  the  knyght, 

'  God  hath  shaped  such  an  ende, 
But  my  chyldren  and  my  wyfe, 
Tyll  God  yt  may  amende.' 

61  '  In  what  maner,'  than  sayde  Robyn, 

'  Hast  thou  lorne  thy  rychesse  ?  ' 
'  For  my  greats  foly,'  he  sayde, 
'  And  for  my  kynd[e]nesse. 

52  '  I  hade  a  sone,  forsoth,  Robyn, 

That  shulde  hau[e]  ben  myn  ayre, 
Whanne  he  was  twenty  wynter  olde, 
In  felde  wolde  iust  full  fayre. 

53  '  He  slewe  a  knyght  of  Lancaster, 

And  a  squyer  bolde  ; 
For  to  saue  hym  in  his  ryght 
My  godes  both  sette  and  solde. 

54  '  My  londes  both  sette  to  wedde,  Robyn, 

Vntyll  a  certayn  day, 
To  a  ryche  abbot  here  besyde 
Of  Seynt  Man  Abbey.' 

55  '  What  is  the  som  ?  '  sayde  Robyn ; 

'  Trouth  than  tell  thou  me  ; ' 
'  Sir,'  he  sayde,  '  foure  hundred  pounde  ; 
The  abbot  told  it  to  me.' 

56  *  Nowe  and  thou  lese  thy  lond,'  sayde  Robyn, 

« What  woll  f  all  of  the  ? ' 
'  Hastely  I  wol  me  buske,'  sayd  the  knyght, 
'  Ouer  the  salte  see, 

57  '  And  se  w[h]ere  Criste  was  quyke  and  dede, 

On  the  mount  of  Caluere ; 
Fare  wel,  frende,  and  haue  gode  day ; 
It  may  no  better  be.' 

58  Tens  fell  out  of  hys  iyen  two  ; 

He  wolde  haue  gone  hys  way  : 
1  Farewel,  frende,  and  haue  gode  day ; 
I  ne  haue  no  more  to  pay.' 

59  '  Where  be  thy  frendes  ?  '  sayde  Robyn : 

'  Syr,  neuer  one  wol  me  knowe  ; 
While  I  was  ryche  ynowe  at  home 
Great  boste  than  wolde  they  blowe. 

60  '  And  nowe  they  renne  away  fro  me, 

As  bestis  on  a  rowe  ; 


They  take  no  more  hede  of  me 
Thanne  they  had  me  neuer  sawe.' 

61  For  ruthe  thanne  wept  Litell  Jolum, 

Scarlok  and  Muche  in  fere  ; 
'  Fyl  of  the  best  wyne,'  sayde  Robyn, 
'  For  here  is  a  symple  chere. 

62  '  Hast  thou  any  frende,'  sayde  Robyn, 

'  Thy  borowe  that  wolde  be  ?  ' 
'  I  haue  none,'  than  sayde  the  knyght, 
1  But  God  that  dyed  on  tree.' 

63  *  Do  away  thy  iapis,'  than  sayde  Robyn, 

*  Thereof  wol  I  right  none  ; 

Wenest  thou  I  wolde  haue  God  to  borowe, 
Peter,  Poule,  or  Jolum  ? 

64  '  Nay,  by  hym  that  me  made, 

And  shope  both  sonne  and  mone, 
Fynde  me  a  better  borowe,'  sayde  Robyn, 
'  Or  money  geteat  thou  none.' 

65  '  I  haue  none  other,'  sayde  the  knyght, 

*  The  sothe  for  to  say, 
But  yf  yt  be  Our  dere  Lady ; 

She  fayled  me  neuer  or  thys  day.' 

66  '  By  dere  worthy  God,'  sayde  Robyn, 

'To  seche  all  Englonde  thorowe, 
Yet  fonde  I  neuer  to  my  pay 
A  moche  better  borowe. 

67  '  Come  nowe  f urth,  Litell  Jolum, 

And  go  to  my  tresoure, 
And  bringe  me  foure  hundered  pound, 
And  loke  well  tolde  it  be.' 

68  Furth  thaw  went  Litell  Jolum, 

And  Scarlok  went  before  ; 
He  tolde  oute  foure  hundred  pounde 
By  eight  and  twenty  score. 

69  <  Is  thys  well  tolde  ?  '  sayde  [litell]  Much ; 

Johnw  sayde,  '  What  gre[ue]th  the  ? 
It  is  almus  to  helpe  a  gentyll  knyght, 
That  is  fal  in  pouerte. 

70  '  Master,'  than  sayde  Lityll  John, 

'  His  clothinge  is  full  thynne  ; 
Ye  must  gyue  the  knight  a  lyueray, 
To  lappe  his  body  therin. 


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71  '  For  ye  haue  scarlet  and  grene,  mayster, 

And  man[y]  a  riche  aray  ; 
Ther  is  no  marchauwt  in  mery  Englond 
So  ryche,  I  dare  well  say.' 

72  '  Take  hym  thre  yerdes  of  euery  colour, 

And  loke  well  mete  that  it  be ; ' 
Lytell  John/I  toke  none  other  mesure 
But  his  bowe-tree. 

73  And  at  euery  handfull  that  he  met 

He  leped  footes  three ; 
'  What  deuylles  drapar,'  sayid  litell  Muche, 
<  Thynkest  thou  for  to  be  ? ' 

74  Scarlok  stode  full  stil  and  loughe, 

And  sayd,  By  God  Almyght, 
Jolum  may  gyue  hym  gode  mesure, 
For  it  costeth  hym  but  lyght. 

75  '  Mayster,'  than  said  Litell  Johrm 

To  gentill  Robyn  Hode, 
*  Ye  must  giue  the  knig[h]t  a  hors, 
To  lede  home  this  gode.' 

76  '  Take  hym  a  gray  coursar,'  sayde  Robyw, 

'  And  a  saydle  newe  ; 
He  is  Oure  Ladye's  messangere  ; 
God  graunt  that  he  be  true.' 

77  '  And  a  gode  palfray,'  sayde  lytell  Much, 

'  To  mayntene  hym  in  his  right ; ' 
'  And  a  peyre  of  botes,'  sayde  Scarlock, 
'  For  he  is  a  gentyll  knight.' 

78  <  What  shalt  thou  gyue  hym,  Litell  John  ? ' 

said  Robyw ; 

*  Sir,  a  peyre  of  gilt  sporis  clene, 
To  pray  for  all  this  company  ; 
God  brmge  hym  oute  of  tene.' 

79  '  Whan  shal  mi  day  be,'  said  the  knight, 

'  Sir,  and  your  wyll  be  ? ' 
'  This  day  twelue  moneth,'  saide  Robyn, 
'  Vnder  this  grene-wode  tre. 

80  '  It  were  greate  shame,'  sayde  Robyn, 

'  A  knight  alone  to  ryde, 
Without^  squyre,  yoman,  or  page, 
To  walke  by  his  syde. 

81  '  I  shall  the  lende  Litell  John,  my  man, 

For  he  shalbe  thy  knaue ; 


In  a  yema[n]'s  stede  he  may  the  stande, 
If  thou  greate  nede  haue.' 


THE   SECONDE   FYTTE. 

82  Now  is  the  knight  gone  on  his  way ; 

This  game  hym  thought  full  gode  ; 
Wha/me  he  loked  on  Bernesdale 
He  blessyd  Robyw  Hode. 

83  And  wharaie  he  thought  on  Bernysdale, 

On  Scarlok,  Much,  and  Johnw, 
He  blyssyd  them  for  the  best  company 
b.        That  euer  he  in  come. 

84  Then  spake  that  gentyll  knyght, 

To  Lytel  Johan  gan  he  saye, 
To-morrowe  I  must  to  Yorke  toune, 
To  Saynt  Mary  abbay. 

85  And  to  the  abbot  of  that  place 

Foure  hondred  pounde  I  must  pay; 
And  but  I  be  there  vpon  this  nyght 
My  londe  is  lost  for  ay. 

86  The  abbot  sayd  to  his  couent, 

There  he  stode  on  grounde, 
This  day  twelfe  moneth  came  there  a  knyght 
And  borowed  foure  hondred  pounde. 

87  [He  borowed  foure  hondred  pounde,] 

Upon  all  his  londe  fre  ; 
But  he  come  this  ylke  day 
Dysheryte  shall  he  be. 

88  '  It  is  full  erely,'  sayd  the  pryoure, 

'  The  day  is  not  yet  f erre  gone ; 
I  had  leuer  to  pay  an  hondred  pounde, 
And  lay  downe  anone. 

89  '  The  knyght  is  f  erre  beyonde  the  see, 

In  Englonde  is  his  ryght, 
And  suffreth  honger  and  colde, 
And  many  a  sory  nyght. 

90  '  It  were  grete  pyte,'  said  the  pryoure, 

'  So  to  haue  his  londe ; 
And  ye  be  so  lyght  of  your  consyence, 
Ye  do  to  hym  moch  wronge.' 

91  '  Thou  arte  euer  in  my  berde,'  sayd  the  abbot, 

'  By  God  and  Saynt  Rycharde ; ' 


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With  that  cam  in  a  fat-heded  monke, 
The  heygh  selerer. 

92  '  He  is  dede  or  hanged,'  sayd  the  monke, 

'  By  God  that  bought  me  dere, 
And  we  shall  haue  to  spende  in  this  place 
Foure  hondred  pounde  by  yere.' 

93  The  abbot  and  the  hy  selerer 

Sterte  forthe  full  bolde, 
The  [hye]  iustyce  of  Englonde 
The  abbot  there  dyde  holde. 

94  The  hye'  iustyce  and  many  mo 

Had  take  in  to  they[r3  honde 
Holy  all  the  knyghtes  det, 

To  put  that  knyght  to  wronge. 

95  They  demed  the  knyght  wonder  sore, 

The  abbot  and  his  meyne"  : 
*  But  he  come  this  ylke  day 
Dysheryte  shall  he  be.' 

96  '  He  wyll  not  come  yet,'  sayd  the  iustyce, 

'  I  dare  well  vndertake ; ' 
But  in  sorowe  tyme  for  them  all 
The  knyght  came  to  the  gate. 

97  Than  bespake  that  gentyll  knyght 

Untyll  his  meyne : 
Now  put  on  your  symple  wedes 
That  ye  brought  fro  the  see. 

98  [They  put  on  their  symple  wedes,] 

They  came  to  the  gates  anone  ; 
The  porter  was  redy  hymselfe, 
And  welcomed  them  euerychone. 

99  '  Welcome,  syr  knyght,'  sayd  the  porter ; 

'  My  lorde  to  mete  is  he, 
And  so  is  many  a  gentyll  man, 
For  the  loue  of  the/ 

100  The  porter  swore  a  full  grete  othe, 

'  By  God  that  made  me, 

Here  be  the  best  coresed  hors 

That  euer  yet  sawe  I  me. 

101  '  Lede  them  in  to  the  stable,'  he  sayd, 

'  That  eased  myght  they  be ; ' 
'  They  shall  not  come  therin,'  sayd  the  knyght, 
'  By  God  that  dyed  on  a  tre.' 


102  Lordes  were  to  mete  isette 

In  that  abbotes  hall ; 

The  knyght  went  forth  and  kneled  downe, 
And  salued  them  grete  and  small. 

103  '  Do  gladly,  syr  abbot,'  sayd  the  knyght, 

'  I  am  come  to  holde  my  day : ' 
The  fyrst  word  the  abbot  spake, 
'  Hast  thou  brought  my  pay  ? ' 

104  '  Not  one  peny,'  sayd  the  knyght, 

'  By  God  that  maked  me ; ' 
'  Thou  art  a  shrewed  dettour,'  sayd  the  abbot ; 
'  Syr  iustyce,  drynke  to  me. 

105  '  What  doost  thou  here,'  sayd  the  abbot, 

'  But  thou  haddest  brought  thy  pay  ?  ' 
'  For  God,'  than  sayd  the  knyght, 
'  To  pray  of  a  lenger  daye.' 

106  '  Thy  daye  is  broke,'  sayd  the  iustyce, 

'  Londe  getest  thou  none : ' 
'  Now,  good  syr  iustyce,  be  my  frende, 
And  f  ende  me  of  my  f  one  ! ' 

107  '  I  am  holde  with  the  abbot,'  sayd  the  iustyce, 

'  Both  with  cloth  and  fee  : ' 
'  Now,  good  syr  sheryf ,  be  my  frende  ! ' 
'  Nay,  for  God,'  sayd  he. 

108  '  Now,  good  syr  abbot,  be  my  frende, 
,-A  For  thy  curteyse, 

And  holde  my  londes  in  thy  honde 
Tyll  I  haue  made  the  gree ! 

109  '  And  I  wyll  be  thy  true  seruaunte, 

And  trewely  serue  the, 
Tyl  ye  haue  foure  hondred  pounde 
Of  money  good  and  free.' 

110  The  abbot  sware  a  full  grete  othe, 

'  By  God  that  dyed  on  a  tree, 
Get  the  londe  where  thou  may, 
For  thou  getest  none  of  me.' 

111  '  By  dere  worthy  God,'  then  sayd  the  knyght, 

'  That  all  this  worlde  wrought, 
But  I  haue  my  londe  agayne, 
Full  dere  it  shall  be  bought. 

112  '  God,  that  was  of  a  mayden  borne, 

Leue  vs  well  to  spede  ! 


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For  it  is  good  to  assay  a  frende 
Or  that  a  man  haue  nede.' 

113  The  abbot  lothely  on  hym  gan  loke, 

And  vylaynesly  hym  gan  call ; 
'  Out,'  he  sayd,  '  thou  false'  knyght, 
Spede  the  out  of  my  hall !  ' 

114  '  Thou  lyest,'  then  sayd  the  gentyll  knyght, 

'  Abbot,  in  thy  hal ; 
False  knyght  was  I  neuer, 
By  God  that  made  vs  all.' 

115  Vp  then  stode  that  gentyll  knyght, 

To  the  abbot  sayd  he, 
To  suffre  a  knyght  to  knele  so  longe, 
Thou  canst  no  curteysye. 

116  In  ioustes  and  in  tournement 

Full  ferre  than  haue  I  be, 
And  put  my  selfe  as  ferre  in  prees 
As  ony  that  euer  I  se. 

117  '  What  wyll  ye  gyue  more,'  sayd  the  iustice, 

*  And  the  knyght  shall  make  a  releyse  ? 
And  elles  dare  I  safly  swere 

Ye  holde  neuer  your  londe  in  pees.' 

118  '  An  hondred  pounde,'  sayd  the  abbot ; 

The  justice  sayd,  Gyue  hym  two ; 
'  Nay,  be  God,'  sayd  the  knyght, 
a.        '  Yit  gete  ye  it  not  so.  ^ 

119  '  Though  ye  wolde  gyue  a  thousand  more, 

Yet  were  ye  neuer  the  nere  ; 
Shall  there  neuer  be  myn  heyre 
Abbot,  iustice,  ne  frere.' 

120  He  stert  hym  to  a  horde  anone, 

Tyll  a  table  rounde, 
And  there  he  shoke  oute  of  a  bagge 
Euew  four  hundred  pound. 

121  'Haue  here   thi   golde,  sir  abbot,'  saide  the 

knight, 

'  Which  that  thou  lewtest  me ; 
Had  thou  ben  curtes  at  my  comynge, 
Rewarded  shuldest  thou  haue  be.' 

122  The  abbot  sat  styll,  and  ete  no  more, 

For  all  his  ryall  fare ; 
He  cast  his  hede  on  his  shulder, 
And  fast  began  to  stare. 


123  'Take   me  my   golde   agayne,'   saide  the 

abbot, 

'  Sir  iustice,  that  I  toke  the : ' 
'  Not  a  peni,'  said  the  iustice, 
'  Bi  Go[d,  that  dy]ed  on  tree.' 

124  '  Sir  [abbot,  and  ye  me]n  of  lawe, 
b.        Now  haue  I  holde  my  daye  ; 

Now  shall  I  haue  my  londe  agayne, 
For  ought  that  you  can  saye.' 

125  The  knyght  stert  out  of  the  dore, 

Awaye  was  all  his  care, 
And  on  he  put  his  good  clothynge, 
The  other  he  lefte  there. 

126  He  wente  hym  forth  full  mery  syngynge, 

As  men  haue  tolde  in  tale  ; 
His  lady  met  hym  at  the  gate, 
At  home  in  Verysdale. 

127  '  Welcome,  my  lorde,'  sayd  his  lady ; 

'  Syr,  lost  is  all  your  good  ? ' 
'  Be  mery,  dame,'  sayd  the  knyght, 
a.        '  And  pray  for  Robyn  Hode, 

128  '  That  euer  his  soule  be  in  blysse  : 

He  holpe  me  out  of  tene  ; 
Ne  had  be  his  kyndenesse, 
Beggers  had  we  bene. 

129  '  The  abbot  and  I  accorded  ben, 

He  is  serued  of  his  pay ; 
The  god  yomaw  lent  it  me, 
As  I  cam  by  the  way.' 

130  This  knight  than  dwelled  fayre  at  home, 

The  sothe  for  to  saye, 
Tyll  he  had  gete  four  hundred  pound, 
Al  redy  for  to  pay. 

131  He  purueyed  him  an  hundred  bowes, 

The  strynges  well  ydyght, 
An  hundred  shefe  of  arowes  gode, 
The  hedys  burneshed  full  bryght ; 

132  And  euery  arowe  an  elle  longe, 

With  pecok  wel  idyght, 
Inocked  all  with  whyte  siluer  ; 
It  was  a  semely  syght. 

133  He  purueyed  hym  an  [hondreth  men], 

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b.  And  hym  selfe  in  that  same  sete, 
And  clothed  in  whyte  and  rede. 

134  He  bare  a  launsgay  in  his  honde, 

And  a  man  ledde  his  male, 
And  reden  with  a  lyght  songe 
Vnto  Bernysdale. 

135  But  as  he  went  at  a  brydge  ther  was  a  wraste- 


And  there  taryed  was  he, 
And  there  was  all  the  best  yemen 
Of  all  the  west  countree. 

136  A  full  fayre  game  there  was  vp  set, 

A  whyte  bulle  vp  i-pyght, 
A  grete  courser,  with  sadle  and  brydil, 
a.        With  golde  burnyssht  full  bryght. 

137  A  payre  of  gloues,  a  rede  golde  rynge,- 

A  pype  of  wyne,  in  fay  ; 
What  man  that  bereth  hym  best  i-wys 
The  pryce  shall  here  away. 

138  There  was  a  yoman  in  that  place, 

And  best  worthy  was  he, 
And  for  he  was  ferre  and  frembde  bested, 
Slayne  he  shulde  haue  be. 

139  The  knight  had  ruthe  of  this  yoman, 

In  place'  where  he  stode  ; 
He  sayde  that  yoman  shulde  haue  no  harnie, 
For  loue  of  Robyn  Hode. 

140  The  knyght  presed  in  to  the  place, 

An  hundreth  folowed  hym  [free], 
With  bowe's  bent  and  arowes  sharpe, 
For  to  shende  that  companye. 

141  They  shulderd  all  and  made  hym  rome, 

To  wete  what  he  wolde  say  ; 

He  toke  the  yeman  bi  the  hawde, 

And  gaue  hym  al  the  play. 

142  He  gaue  hym  fyue  marke  for  his  wyne, 

There  it  lay  on  the  molde, 
And  bad  it  shulde  be  set  a  broche, 
Drynke  who  so  wolde. 

143  Thus  longe  taried  this  gentyll  knyght, 

Tyll  that  play  was  done  ; 
So  longe  abode  Robyn  fastinge, 
Thre  houres  after  the  none. 


THE   THIBDE   KVTl'E. 

144  Lyth  and  lystyn,  gentilmen, 

All  that  nowe  be  here  ; 
Of  Litell  Johnre,  that  was  the  knightes  man, 
Goode  myrth  ye  shall  here. 

145  It  was  vpon  a  mery  day 

That  yonge  men  wolde  go  shete ; 
Lytell  Jolum  fet  his  bowe  anone, 
And  sayde  he  wolde  them  mete. 

146  Thre  tymes  Litell  Jolum  shet  aboute, 

And  alwey  he  slet  the  wande ; 
The  proude  sherif  of  Notingham 
By  the  markes  can  stande. 

147  The  sherif  swore  a  full  greate  othe : 

'  By  hym  that  dyede  on  a  tre, 
This  maw  is  the  best  arsche're 
That  euer  yet  sawe  I  [me.] 

148  *  Say  me  nowe,  wight  yonge  man, 

What  is  nowe  thy  name  ? 
In  what  countre  were  thou  borne, 
And  where  is  thy  wonynge  wane  ?  * 

149  '  In  Holdernes,  sir,  I  was  borne, 

I-wys  al  of  my  dame  ; 
Men  cal  me  Reynolde  Grenelef 
Whan  I  am  at  home.' 

150  '  Sey  me,  Reyno[l]de  Grenelefe, 

Wolde  thou  dwell  with  me  ? 
And  euery  yere  I  woll  the  gyue 
Twenty  marke  to  thy  fee.' 

151  *  I  haue  a  maister,'  sayde  Litell  Jolum, 

'  A  curteys  knight  is  he ; 
May  ye  leue  gete  of  hym, 
The  better  may  it  be.' 

152  The  sherif  gate  Litell  John 

Twelue  monethes  of  the  knight ; 
Therfore  he  gaue  him  right  anone 
A  gode  hors  and  a  wight. 

153  Nowe  is  Litell  John  the  sherifes  man, 

God  lende  vs  well  to  spede  ! 
But  alwey  thought  Lytell  John 
To  quyte  hym  wele  his  mede. 


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154  '  Nowe  so  God  me  helpe,'  sayde  Litell  John,  In  ani  hous  for  to  dwel, 

'  And  by  my  true  leutye,  For  to  aske  thus  to  dyne.' 

I  shall  be  the  worst  seruaunt  to  hym 

That  euer  yet  had  he.'  165  And  there  he  lent  Litell  John 

God[e]  strokis  thre ; 

155  It  fell  vjxw  a  Wednesday  '  I  make  myn  auowe  to  God,'  sayde  Lyte 

The  sherif  on  huntynge  was  gone,  John, 

And  Litel  lohn  lay  in  liis  bed,  *  These  strokis  lyked  well  me. 

And  was  foriete  at  home. 

166  '  Thou  arte  a  bolde  man  and  hardy, 

156  Therfore  he  was  f astmge  And  so  thmketh  me ; 

Til  it  was  past  the  none  ;  And  or  I  pas  fro  this  place 

'  Gode  sir  stuarde,  I  pray  to  the,  Assayed  better  shalt  thou  be.' 
Gyue  me  my  dynere,'  saicle  Litell  John. 

167  Lytell  Jolum  drew  a  ful  gode  sworde, 

157  '  It  is  longe  for  Grenelefe  The  coke  toke  another  in  hande  ; 

Fastmge  thus  for  to  be ;  They  thought  no  thynge  for  to  fle, 

Therfor  I  pray  the,  sir  stuarde,  But  stifly  for  to  stande. 
Mi  dyner  gif  me.' 

168  There  they  faught  sore  togedere 

158  '  Shalt  thou  neuer  ete  ne  drynke,'  saide  the  Two  myle  way  and  well  more ; 

stuarde,  Myght  neyther  other  harme  done, 

'  Tyll  my  lorde  be  come  to  towne : '  The  mountnaunce  of  an  owre. 

'  I  make  myn  auowe  to  God,'  saide  Litell  John, 

'  I  had  leuer  to  crake  thy  crowne.'  169  '  I  make  myn  auowe  to  God,'  sayde  Lite! 

Johnw, 

159  The  boteler  was  full  vncurteys,  '  And  by  my  true  lewte, 

There  he  stode  on  flore  ;  Thou  art  one  of  the  best  sworde-men 

He  start  to  the  botery  That  euer  yit  sawe  I  [me.] 
And  shet  fast  the  dore. 

170  '  Cowdest  thou  shote  as  well  in  a  bowe, 

160  Lytell  Jolum  gaue  the  boteler  suche  a  tap  To  grene  wode  thou  shuldest  with  me, 

His  backe  went  nere  in  two  ;  And  two  times  in  the  yere  thy  clothinge 

Though  he  liued  an  hundred  ier,  Chaunged  shulde  be  ; 

The  wors  shuld  he  go. 

171  '  And  euery  yere  of  Robyn  Hode 

161  He  sporned  the  dore  with  his  f ote ;  Twewty  merke  to  thy  f e  : ' 

It  went  open  wel  and  fyne  ;  (  Put  vp  thy  swerde,'  saide  the  coke, 

And  there  he  made  large  lyueray,  '  And  felowes  woll  we  be.' 

Bothe  of  ale  and  of  wyne. 

172  Thanne  he  fet  to  Lytell  Jolum 

162  '  Sith  ye  wol  nat  dyne,'  sayde  Litell  John,  The  nowmbles  of  a  do, 

'  I  shall  gyue  you  to  drinke  ;  Gode  brede,  and  full  gode  wyne ; 

And  though  ye  lyue  an  hundred  wynter,  They  ete  and  drank  theretoo. 

On  Lytel  Jolum  ye  shall  thinke.' 

173  And  when  they  had  dronkyn  well, 

163  Litell  John  ete,  and  Litel  John  drank,  Theyre  trouthes  togeder  they  plight 

The  while  that  he  wolde ;  That  they  wo[l]de  be  with  Robyn 

The  sherife  had  in  his  kechyn  a  coke,  That  ylke  same  nyght. 

A  stoute  man  and  a  bolde. 

174  They  dyd  them  to  the  tresoure-hows, 

164  '  I  make  myn  auowe  to  God,'  saide  the  coke,  As  fast  as  they  myght  gone ; 

'  Thou  arte  a  shrewde  hynde 


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The  lokkes,  that  were  of  full  gode  stele, 
They  brake  them  euerichone. 

175  They  toke  away  the  siluer  vessell, 

And  all  that  thei  mig[h]t  get ; 
Pecis,  masars,  ne  sponis, 
Wolde  thei  not  forget. 

176  Also  [they]  toke  the  gode  pens, 

Thre  hundred  pounde  and  more, 
And  did  them  st[r]eyte  to  Robyn  Hode, 
Under  the  grene  wode  hore. 

177  '  God  the  saue,  my  dere  mayster, 

And  Criste  the  saue  and  se  ! ' 
And  thanne  sayde  Robyn  to  Litell  Johnw, 
Welcome  myght  thou  be. 

178  '  Also  be  that  fayre  yeman 

Thou  bryngest  there  with  the  ; 
What  tydynges  fro  Noty[n]gham  ? 
Lytill  Johnn,  tell  thou  me.' 

179  '  Well  the  gretith  the  proude  sheryf, 

And  sende[th]  the  here  by  me 
His  coke  and  his  siluer  vessell, 

And  thre  hundred  pounde  and  thre.' 

180  '  I  make  myne  avowe  to  God,'  sayde  Robyn, 

'  And  to  the  Trenyte, 
It  was  neuer  by  his  gode  wyll 
This  gode  is  come  to  me.' 

181  Lytyll  Johnw  there  hym  bethought 

On  a  shrewde  wyle  ; 
Fyue  myle  in  the  forest  he  ran, 
Hym  happed  all  his  wyll. 

182  Than  he  met  the  proude  sheref, 

Huntynge  with  houndes  and  home ; 
Lytell  Johnw  coude  of  curtesye, 
And  knelyd  hym  beforne. 

183  '  God  the  saue,  my  dere  mayster, 

And  Criste  the  saue  and  se  ! ' 
'  Reynolde  Grenelef  e,'  sayde  the  shryef, 
*  Where  hast  thou  nowe  be  ? ' 

184  '  I  haue  be  in  this  forest ; 

A  fayre  syght  can  I  se ; 
It  was  one  of  the  fayrest  syghtea 
That  euer  yet  sawe  I  me. 

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185  '  Yonder  I  sawe  a  ryght  fayre  harte, 

His  coloure  is  of  grene  ; 
Seuen  score  of  dere  vpon  a  herde 
Be  with  hym  all  bydene. 

186  '  Their  tyndes  are  so  sharpe,  maister, 

Of  sexty,  and  well  mo, 
That  I  durst  not  shote  for  drede, 
Lest  they  wolde  me  slo.' 

187  '  I  make  myn  auowe  to  God,'  sayde  the  shyref, 

'  That  syght  wolde  I  fayne  se  : ' 
*  Buske  you  thyderwarde,  mi  dere  mayster, 
Anone,  and  we^de  with  me.' 

188  The  sherif  rode,  and  Litell  Johim 

Of  fote  he  was  full  smerte, 
And  whane  they  came  before  Robyn, 
1  Lo,  sir,  here  is  the  mayster-herte.' 

189  Still  stode  the  proude  sherief, 

A  sory  man  was  he ; 
'  Wo  the  worthe,  Raynolde  Grenelef  e, 
Thou  hast  betrayed  nowe  me.' 

190  'I  make   myn  auowe  to  God,'  sayde   Litell 

Johnw, 

'  Mayster,  ye  be  to  blame  ; 
I  was  mysserued  of  my  dynere 
Whan  I  was  with  you  at  home.' 

191  Sone  he  was  to  souper  sette, 

And  serued  well  with  siluer  white, 
And  whan  the  sherif  sawe  his  vessell, 
For  sorowe  he  myght  nat  ete. 

192  '  Make  glad  chere,'  sayde  Robyn  Hode, 

'  Sherif,  for  charite, 
And  for  the  loue  of  Litill  Jolum 
Thy  lyfe  I  graunt  to  the.' 

193  Whaw  they  had  souped  well, 

The  day  was  al  gone  ; 
Robyn  commauwde[d]  Litell  Johnw. 
To  drawe  of  his  hosen  and  his  shone  ; 

194  His  kirtell,  and  his  cote  of  pie, 

That  was  fured  well  and  fine, 
And  to[ke]  hym  a  grene  mawtel, 
To  lap  his  body  therin. 

195  Robyn  comraauwdyd  his  wight  yonge  men, 

Vnder  the  grene-wode  tree, 


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They  shulde  lye  in  that  same  sute, 
That  the  sherif  myght  them  see. 

196  All  nyght  lay  the  proude"  sherif 

In  his  breche  and  in  his  [sjchert ; 
No  wonder  it  was,  in  grene  wode, 
Though  his  syde's  gan  to  smerte. 

197  *  Make  glade  chere,'  sayde  Robyn  Hode, 

'  Sheref ,  for  charite' ; 
For  this  is  our  ordre  i-wys, 
Vnder  the  grene-wode  tree.' 

198  '  This  is  harder  order,'  sayde  the  sherief, 

*  Than  any  ankir  or  f rere ; 
For  all  the  golde  in  mery  Englonde 
I  wolde  nat  longe  dwell  her.' 

199  '  All  this  twelue  monthes,'  sayde  Robin, 

'  Thou  shalt  dwell  with  me  ; 
I  shall  the  teche,  proude  sherif, 
An  outlawe  for  to  be.' 

200  '  Or  I  be  here  another  nyght,'  sayde  the  sherif, 

'  Robyn,  nowe  pray  I  the, 
Smyte  of  mijn  hede  rather  to-morowe, 
And  I  forgyue  it  the. 

201  '  Lat  me  go,'  tha?i  sayde  the  sherif, 

1  For  saynte  charite', 
And  I  woll  be  the  best[e]  frende 
That  euer  yet  had  ye.' 

202  '  Thou  shalt  swere  me  an  othe,'  sayde  Robyn, 

f  On  my  bright  bronde  ; 
Shalt  thou  neuer  awayte  me  scathe, 
By  water  ne  by  lande. 

203  '  And  if  thou  fynde  any  of  my  men, 

By  nyght  or  [by]  day, 
Vpon  thyn  othe  thou  shalt  swere 
To  helpe  them  tha[t]  thou  may.' 

204  Nowe  hathe  the  sherif  sworne  his  othe, 

And  home  he  began  to  gone  ; 
He  was  as  full  of  grene'  wode 
As  euer  was  hepe  of  stone. 


THE    FOURTH   FTTTE. 

205  The  sherif  dwelled  in  Notingham  ;• 

He  was  fayne  he  was  agone ; 
And  Robyn  and  his  mery  men 
Went  to  wode  anone. 

206  '  Go  we  to  dyner,'  sayde  Littell  Jobjm ; 

Robyn  Hode  sayde,  Nay  ; 
For  I  drede  Our  Lady  be  wroth  with  me, 
For  she  sent  me  nat  my  pay. 

207  '  Haue  no  doute,  maister,'  sayde  Litell  Johnn ; 

'  Yet  is  nat  the  sonne  at  rest ; 

For  I  dare  say,  and  sauely  swere, 

The  knight  is  true  and  truste.' 

208  '  Take  thy  bowe  in  thy  hande,'  sayde  Robyn, 

'  Late  Much  wende  with  the, 

And  so  shal  Wyllyam  Scarlok, 

b.      And  no  man  abyde  with  me. 

209  '  And  walke  vp  vnder  the  Sayles, 

And  to  Watlynge-strete, 
And  way te  after  some  vnketh  gest ; 
Vp-chaunce  ye  may  them  mete. 

210  '  Whether  he  be  messengere, 

Or  a  man  that  myrthes  can, 
Of  my  good  he  shall  haue  some, 
Yf  he  be  a  pore*  man.' 

211  Forth  then  stert  Lytel  Johan, 

Half  in  tray  and  tene, 
And  gyrde  hym  with  a  full  good  swerde, 
Under  a  mantel  of  grene. 

212  They  went  vp  to  the  Sayles, 

These  yemen  all  thre  ; 
They  loked  est,  they  loked  west, 
They  myght  no  man  se. 

213  But  as  [t]he[y]  loked  in  Bernysdale, 

By  the  hye'  waye, 

Than  were  they  ware  of  two  blacke  monkes, 
Eche  on  a  good  palferay. 

214  Then  bespake  Lytell  Johan, 

To  Much  he  gan  say, 
I  dare  lay  my  lyfe  to  wedde, 

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215  '  Make  glad  chere,'  sayd  Lytell  Johan, 

'  And  f rese  your  bowes  of  ewe, 
And  loke  your  herte's  be  seker  and  sad, 
Your  strynges  trusty  and  trewe. 

216  '  The  monke  hath  two  and  fifty  [men,] 

And  seuen  somers  full  stronge  ; 
There  rydeth  no  bysshop  in  this  londe 
So  ryally,  I  vnderstond. 

217  '  Brethern,'  sayd  Lytell  Johan, 

'  Here  are  no  more  but  we  thre ; 
But  we  brynge  them  to  dyner, 
Our  mayster  dare  we  not  se. 

218  '  Bende  your  bowes,'  sayd  Lytell  Johan, 

'  Make  all  yon  prese  to  stonde  ; 
The  formost  monke,  his  lyfe  and  his  deth 
Is  closed  in  my  honde. 

219  '  Abyde,  chorle  monke,'  sayd  Lytell  Johan, 

'  No  ferther  that  thou  gone  ; 
Yf  thou  doost,  by  dere  worthy  God, 
Thy  deth  is  in  my  honde. 

220  '  And  euyll  thryfte  on  thy  hede,'  sayd  Lytell 

Johan, 

'  Ryght  vnder  thy  hattes  bonde ; 
For  thou  hast  made  our  mayster  wroth, 
He  is  fastynge  so  longe.' 

221  '  Who  is  your  mayster  ?  '  sayd  the  monke  ; 

Lytell  Johan  sayd,  Robyn  Hode  ; 
'  He  is  a  stronge  thefe,'  sayd  the  monke, 
'  Of  hym  herd  I  neuer  good.' 

222  '  Thou  lyest,'  than  sayd  Lytell  Johaw, 

'And  that  shall  rewe'  the  ; 
He  is  a  yeman  of  the  forest, 
To  dyne  he  hath  bode  the.' 

223  Much  was  redy  with  a  bolte, 

Redly  and  anone, 

He  set  the  monke  to-fore  the  brest, 
To  the  grounde  that  he  can  gone. 

224  Of  two  and  fyfty  wyght  yonge  yemen 

There  abode  not  one, 
Saf  a  lytell  page  and  a  grome, 

To  lede  the  somers  with  Lytel  Johan. 

225  They  brought  the  monke  to  the  lodgS-dore, 

Whether  he  were  loth  or  lefe, 


For  to  speke  with  Robyn  Hode, 
Maugre  in  theyr  tethe. 

226  Robyn  dyde  adowne  his  hode, 

The  monke  whan  that  he  se ; 
The  monke  was  not  so  curtgyse, 
His  hode  then  let  he  be. 

227  'He   is  a  chorle,   mayster,   by  dere   worthy 

God,' 

Than  sayd  Lytell  Johan : 
'  Thereof  no  force,'  sayd  Robyn, 
'  For  curteysy  can  he  none. 

228  '  How  many  men,'  sayd  Robyn, 

'  Had  this  monke,  Johan  ?  ' 
'  Fyfty  and  two  whan  that  we  met, 
But  many  of  them  be  gone.' 

229  '  Let  blowe  a  home,'  sayd  Robyn, 

'  That  f  elaushyp  may  vs  knowe  ; ' 
Seuen  score  of  wyght  yemen 
Came  pryckynge  on  a  rowe. 

230  And  euerych  of  them  a  good  mantell 

Of  scarlet  and  of  raye  ; 
All  they  came  to  good  Robyn, 
To  wyte  what  he  wolde  say. 

231  They  made  the  monke  to  wasshe  and  wype, 

And  syt  at  his  denere, 
Robyn  Hode  and  Lytell  Johaw 
They  serued  him  both  in-fere. 

232  '  Do  gladly,  monke,'  sayd  Robyn. 

'  Gramercy,  syr,'  sayd  he. 
'  Where  is  your  abbay,  whan  ye  are  at  home, 
And  who  is  your  avowe  ? ' 

233  '  Saynt  Mary  abbay,'  sayd  the  monke, 

'  Though  I  be  symple  here.' 
'  In  what  offyce  ?  '  sayd  Robyn  : 
'  Syr,  the  hye  selerer.' 

234  '  Ye  be  the  more  welcome,'  sayd  Robyn, 

'  So  euer  mote  I  the ; 
Fyll  of  the  best  wyne,'  sayd  Robyn, 
'  This  monke  shall  drynke  to  me. 

235  '  But  I  haue  grete  meruayle,'  sayd  Robyn, 

'  Of  all  this  longe  day ; 
I  drede  Our  Lady  be  wroth  with  me, 
She  sent  me  not  my  pay.' 


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236  '  Haue  no  doute,  mayster,'  sayd  Lytell  Johan, 

'  Ye  haue  no  nede,  I  saye  ; 
This  monke  it  hath  brought,  I  dare  well  swere, 
For  he  is  of  her  abbay.' 

237  '  And  she  was  a  borowe,'  sayd  Robyn, 

'  Betwene  a  knyght  and  me, 
Of  a  lytell  money  that  I  hym  lent, 
Under  the  grene-wode  tree. 

238  '  And  yf  thou  hast  that  syluer  ibrought, 

I  pray  the  let  me  se ; 
And  I  shall  helpe  the  eftsones, 
Yf  thou  haue  nede  to  me.' 

239  The  monke  swore  a  full  grete  othe, 

With  a  sory  chere, 

'  Of  the  borowehode  thou  spekest  to  me, 
Herde  I  neuer  ere.' 

240  '  I  make  myn  avowe  to  God,'  sayd  Robyn, 

*  Monke,  thou  art  to  blame  ; 
For  God  is  holde  a  ryghtwys  man, 

And  so  is  his  dame. 

241  '  Thou  toldest  with  thyn  owne  tonge, 

Thou  may  not  say  nay, 
How  thou  arte  her  seruaunt, 
And  seruest  her  euery  day. 

242  '  And  thou  art  made  her  messengere, 

My  money  for  to  pay ; 
Therfore  I  cun  the  more  thanke 
Thou  arte  come  at  thy  day. 

243  '  What  is  in  your  cof ers  ? '  sayd  Robyn, 

'  Trewe  than  tell  thou  me  : ' 
'  Syr,'  he  sayd,  '  twenty  marke, 
Al  so  mote  I  the.' 

244  '  Yf  there  be  no  more,'  sayd  Robyn, 

*  I  wyll  not  one  peny ; 

Yf  thou  hast  myster  of  ony  more, 
Syr,  more  I  shall  lende  to  the. 

245  '  And  yf  I  fynde  [more,'  sayd]  Robyn, 

'  I-wys  thou  shalte  it  for  gone  ; 
For  of  thy  spendynge-syluer,  monke, 
Thereof  wyll  I  ryght  none. 

246  '  Go  nowe  f orthe,  Lytell  Johan, 

And  the  trouth  tell  thou  me ; 


If  there  oe  no  more  but  twenty  marke, 
No  peny  that  I  se.' 

247  Lytell  Johan  spred  his  mantell  downe, 

As  he  had  done  before, 
And  he  tolde  out  of  the  monkes  male 
Eyght  [hondred]  pounde  and  more. 

248  Lytell  Johan  let  it  lye  f ull  styll, 

And  went  to  his  mayster  in  hast ; 
'  Syr,'  he  sayd,  '  the  monke  is  trewe  ynowe, 
Our  Lady  hath  doubled  your  cast.' 

249  '  I  make  myn  avowe  to  God,'  sayd  Robyn  — 

'  Monke,  what  tolde  I  the  ?  — 
Our  Lady  is  the  trewest  woman 
That  euer  yet  founde  I  me. 

250  '  By  dere  worthy  God,'  sayd  Robyn, 

'  To  seche  all  Englond  thorowe, 
Yet  founde  I  neuer  to  my  pay 
A  moche  better  borowe. 

251  '  Fyll  of  the  best  wyne,  and  do  hym  drynke, 

sayd  Robyn, 

'  And  grete  well  thy  lady  hende, 
And  yf  she  haue  nede  to  Robyn  Hode, 
A  frende  she  shall  hym  fynde. 

252  '  And  yf  she  nedeth  ony  more  syluer, 

Come  thou  agayne  to  me, 
And,  by  this  token  she  hath  me  sent, 
She  shall  haue  such  thre.' 

253  The  monke  was  goynge  to  London  ward, 

There  to  holde  grete  mote, 
The  knyght  that  rode  so  hye  on  hors, 
To  brynge  hym  vnder  fote. 

254  '  Whether  be  ye  away  ? '  sayd  Robyn : 

'  Syr,  to  maners  in  this  londe, 
Too  reken  with  our  reues, 

That  haue  done  moch  wronge.' 

255  '  Come  now  forth,  Lytell  Johan, 

And  barken  to  my  tale ; 
A  better  yemen  I  knowe  none, 
To  seke  a  monkes  male.' 

256  'How  moch  is  in  yonder  other  corser?'  sayd 

Robyn, 
'  The  soth  must  we  see : ' 


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'  By  Our  Lady,'  than  sayd  the  monke, 
'  That  were  no  curteysye, 

257  '  To  bydde  a  man  to  dyner, 

And  syth  hym  hete  and  bynde.' 
'  It  is  our  olde  maner,'  sayd  Robyn, 
*  To  leue  but  lytell  behynde.' 

258  The  monke  toke  the  hors  with  spore, 

No  lenger  wolde  he  abyde  : 
*  Aske  to  drynke,'  than  sayd  Robyn, 
'  Or  that  ye  f orther  ryde.' 

259  '  Nay,  for  God,'  than  sayd  the  monke, 

( Me  reweth  I  cam  so  nere  ; 
For  better  chepe  I  myght  haue  dyned 
In  Blythe  or  in  Dankestere.' 

260  '  Grete  well  your  abbot,'  sayd  Robyn, 

'  And  your  pryour,  I  you  pray, 
And  byd  hym  send  me  such  a  monke 
To  dyner  euery  day.' 

261  Now  lete  we  that  monke  be  styll, 

And  speke  we  of  that  knyght : 
Yet  he  came  to  holde  his  day, 
Whyle  that  it  was  lyght. 

262  He  dyde  him  streyt  to  Bernysdale, 

Under  the  grene-wode  tre, 
And  he  founde  there  Robyn  Hode, 
And  all  his  mery  meyne. 

263  The  knyght  lyght  doune  of  his  good  palfray ; 

Robyn  whan  he  gan  see, 
So  curteysly  he  dyde  adoune  his  hode, 
And  set  hym  on  his  knee. 

264  ' God  the  saue,  Robyn  Hode, 

And  all  this  company : ' 
1  Welcome  be  thou,  gentyll  knyght, 
And  ryght  welcome  to  me.' 

265  Than  bespake  hym  Robyn  Hode, 

To  that  knyght  so  fre  : 
What  nede  dryueth  the  to  grene  wode  ? 
I  praye  the,  syr  knyght,  tell  me. 

266  '  And  welcome  be  thou,  ge[n]tyll  knyght, 

Why  hast  thou  be  so  longe  ? ' 
'  For  the  abbot  and  the  hye  iustyce 
Wolde  haue  had  my  londe.' 


267  '  Hast  thou  thy  londe  [a]gayne  ? '  sayd  Robyn ; 

'  Treuth  than  tell  thou  me  : ' 
'  Ye,  for  God,'  sayd  the  knyght, 
'  And  that  thanke  I  God  and  the. 

268  '  But  take  not  a  gref e,'  sayd  the  knyght,  '  that 

I  haue  be  so  longe  ; 
I  came  by  a  wrastelynge,          ^ 
And  there  I  holpe  a  pore  yeman, 
With  wronge  was  put  behynde.' 

269  'Nay,  for  God,'  sayd  Robyn, 

'  Syr  knyght,  that  thanke  I  the ; 
What  man  that  helpeth  a  good  yeman, 
His  frende  than  wyll  I  be.' 


270  '  Haue  here  foure  howdred  pounde,'  thara 

the  knyght, 

'  The  whiche  ye  lent  to  me  ; 
And  here  is  also  twenty  marke 
For  your  curteysy.' 

271  'Nay,  for  God,'  than  sayd  Robyn, 

'  Thou  broke  it  well  for  ay ; 
For  Our  Lady,  by  her  [hye]  selerer, 
Hath  sent  to  me  my  pay. 

272  '  And  yf  I  toke  it  i-twyse, 

A  shame  it  were  to  me  ; 
But  trewely,  gentyll  knyght, 
Welcom  arte  thou  to  me.' 

273  Whan  Robyn  had  tolde  his  tale, 

He  leugh  and  had  good  chere : 
'  By  my  trouthe,'  then  sayd  the  knyght, 
'  Your  money  is  redy  here.*' 

274  '  Broke  it  well,'  sayd  Robyn, 

'  Thou  gentyll  knyght  so  fre  ; 
And  welcome  be  thou,  ge[n]tyll  knyght, 
Under  my  trystell-tre. 


275  'But  what  shall   these  bowe's   do?'   sayd 

Robyn, 

'  And  these  arowe's  if edred  fre  ? ' 
'  By  God,'  than  sayd  the  knyght, 
'  A  pore'  present  to  the.' 

276  '  Come  now  forth,  Lytell  Johan, 

And  go  to  my  treasure, 
And  brynge  me  there  foure  hondred  pounde ; 
The  monke  ouer-tolde  it  me. 


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277  '  Haue  here  foure  hondred  pounde, 

Thou  gentyll  knyght  and  trewe, 
And  bye  hors  and  harnes  good, 
And  gylte  thy  spores  all  newe. 

278  '  And  yf  thou  f ayle  ony  spendynge, 

Com  to  Robyn  Hode, 
And  by^my  trouth  thou  shalt  none  fayle, 
The  whyles  I  haue  any  good. 

279  '  And  broke  well  thy  foure  hondred  pound, 

Whiche  I  lent  to  the, 
And  make  thy  selfe  no  more  so  bare, 
By  the  counsell  of  me.' 

280  Thus  than  holpe  hym  good  Robyn, 

The  knyght  all  of  his  care  : 
God,  that  syt  in  heuen  hye, 
Graunte  vs  well  to  fare ! 


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281  Now  hath  the  knyght  his  leue  i-take, 

And  wente  hym  on  his  way  ; 
Robyn  Hode  and  his  mery  men 
Dwelled  styll  full  many  a  day. 

282  Lyth  and  lysten,  gentil  men, 

And  herkon  what  I  shall  say, 
How  the  proud[e]  sheryfe  of  Notyngham 
Dyde  crye  a  full  fayre  play ; 

283  That  all  the  best  archers  of  the  north 

Sholde  come  vpon  a  day, 
And  [he]  that  shoteth  allther  best 
The  game  shall  bere  a  way. 

284  He  that  shoteth  allther  best, 

Furthest  fayre  and  lowe, 
At  a  payre  of  fynly  buttes, 
Under  the  grene-wode  shawe, 

285  A  ryght  good  arowe  he  shall  haue, 

The  shaft  of  syluer  whyte, 
The  hede  and  the  feders  of  ryche  rede  golde, 
In  Englond  is  none  lyke. 

286  This  than  herde  good  Robyn, 

Under  his  trystell-tre : 
'  Make  you  redy,  ye  wyght  yonge  men ; 
That  shotynge  wyll  I  se. 


287  '  Buske  you,  my  mery  yonge  men, 

Ye  shall  go  with  me  ; 
And  I  wyll  wete  the  shryues  fayth, 
Trewe  and  yf  he  be.' 

288  Whan  they  had  theyr  bowes  i-bent, 

Theyr  takles  fedred  fre, 
Seuen  score  of  wyght  yonge  men 
Stode  by  Robyns  kne. 

289  Whan  they  cam  to  Notyngham, 

The  buttes  were  fayre  and  longe  ; 
Many  was  the  bolde  archere 
That  shoted  with  bowes  stronge. 

290  '  There  shall  but  syx  shote  with  me ; 

The  other  shal  kepe  my  he[ue]de, 
And  stande  with  good  bowes  bent, 
That  I  be  not  desceyued.' 

291  The  fourth  outlawe  his  bowe  gan  bende, 

And  that  was  Robyn  Hode, 
And  that  behelde  the  proud[e]  sheryfe, 
All  by  the  but  [as]  he  stode. 

292  Thrye's  Robyn  shot  about, 

And  alway  he  slist  the  wand, 
And  so  dyde  good  Gylberte 
Wyth  the  whytS  hande. 

293  Lytell  Johan  and  good  Scatheloke 

Were  archers  good  and  fre  ; 
Lytell  Much  and  good  Reynolde, 
The  worste  wolde  they  not  be. 

294  Whan  they  had  shot  aboute, 

These  archours  fayre  and  good, 
Euermore  was  the  best, 
For  soth,  Robyn  Hode. 

295  Hym  was  delyuered  the  good  arowe, 

For  best  worthy  was  he  ; 

He  toke  the  yeft  so  curteysly, 

To  grene  wode  wolde  he. 

296  They  cryed  out  on  Robyn  Hode, 

And  grete  homes  gan  they  blowe  : 
'  Wo  worth  the,  treason  ! '  sayd  Robyn, 
'  Full  euyl  thou  art  to  knowe. 

297  '  And  wo  be  thou  !  thou  proude  sheryf , 

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Other  wyse  thou  behotg  me 
In  yonder  wylde  forest. 

298  '  But  had  I  the  in  grene  wode, 

Under  my  trystell-tre, 
Thou  sholdest  leue  me  a  better  wedde 
Than  thy  trewe  lewte.' 

299  Full  many  a  bowe  there  was  bent, 

And  arowes  let  they  glyde ; 
Many  a  kyrtell  there  was  rent, 
And  hurt  many  a  syde. 

300  The  outlawes  shot  was  so  stronge 

That  no  man  myght  them  dryue, 
And  the  proud[e]  sheryfes  men, 
They  fled  away  full  blyue. 

301  Robyn  sawe  the  busshement  to-broke, 

In  grene'  wode  he  wolde  haue  be  ; 
Many  an  arowe  there  was  shot 
Amonge  that  company. 

302  Lytell  Johan  was  hurte  full  sore, 

With  an  arowe  in  his  kne, 
That  he  myght  neyther  go  nor  ryde ; 
It  was  full  grete  pyte.  4 

303  '  Mayster,'  then  sayd  Lytell  Johan, 

'  If  euer  thou  loue[djst  me, 
And  for  that  ylke  lordes  loue 
That  dyed  vpon  a  tre, 

304  '  And  for  the  medes  of  my  seruyce, 

That  I  haue  serued  the, 
Lete  neuer  the  proude  sheryf 
Alyue  now  fynde'  me. 

305  '  But  take  out  thy  browne"  swerde, 

And  smyte  all  of  my  hede, 
And  gyue  me  woundes  depe  and  wyde ; 
No  lyfe  on  me  be  lefte.' 

306  '  I  wolde  not  that,'  sayd  Robyn, 

f  Johan,  that  thou  were  slawe, 
For  all  the  golde  in  mery  Englonde, 
Though  it  lay  now  on  a  rawe.' 

307  « God  forbede,'  sayd  Lytell  Much, 

'  That  dyed  on  a  tre, 
That  thou  sholdest,  Lytell  Johan, 
Parte  our  company.' 


308  Up  he  toke  hym  on  his  backe, 

And  bare  hym  well  a  myle  ; 
Many  a  tyme  he  layd  hym  downe, 
And  shot  another  whyle. 

309  Then  was  there  a  fayre  castell, 

A  lytell  within  the  wode ; 
Double-dyched  it  was  about, 
And  walled,  by  the  rode. 

310  And  there  dwelled  that  gentyll  knyght, 

Syr  Rychard  at  the  Lee, 
That  Robyn  had  lent  his  good, 
Under  the  grene- wode  tree. 

311  In  he  toke  good  Robyn, 

And  all  his  company: 
'Welcome  be  thou,  Robyn  Hode, 
Welcome  arte  thou  to  me ; 

312  '  And  moche  [I]  thanke  the  of  thy  confort, 

And  of  thy  curteysye, 
And  of  thy  grete  kyndenesse, 
Under  the  grene-wode  tre. 

313  '  I  loue  no  man  in  all  this  worlde 

So  much  as  I  do  the  ; 

For  all  the  proud[e]  sheryf  of  Notyngham, 
Ryght  here  shalt  thou  be. 

314  '  Shyt  the  gates,  and  drawe  the  brydge, 
a.      And  let  no  man  come  in, 

And  arme  you  well,  and  make  you  redy, 
And  to  the  walles  ye  wynne. 

315  '  For  one  thynge,  Robyn,  I  the  behote ; 

I  swere  by  Saynt  Quyntyne, 
These  forty  dayes  thou  wonnest  with  me, 
To  soupe,  ete,  and  dyne.' 

316  Bordes  were  layde,  and  clothes  were  spredde, 

Redely  and  anone ; 
Robyw  Hode  and  his  mery  men 
To  mete  can  they  gone. 


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317  Lythe  and  lysten,  gentylmen, 
And  herkyn  to  your  songe  ; 
Howe  the  proude  shyref  of  Notyngham, 
And  men  of  armys  stronge, 


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318  Full  fast  cam  to  the  hye  shyref, 

The  centre  vp  to  route, 
And  they  besette  the  knyghtes  castell, 
The  walles  all  aboute. 

319  The  proude'  shyref  loude  gan  crye, 

And  sayde,  Thou  traytour  knight, 
Thou  kepest  here  the  kynges  enemys, 
Agaynst  the  lawe  and  right. 

320  '  Syr,  I  wyll  auowe  that  I  haue  done, 

The  dedys  that  here  be  dyght, 
Vpon  all  the  landes  that  I  haue, 
As  I  am  a  trewe"  knyght. 

321  '  Wende  f  urth,  sirs,  on  your  way, 

And  do  no  more  to  me 
Tyll  ye  wyt  oure  kynges  wille, 
What  he  wyll  say  to  the.' 

322  The  shyref  thus  had  his  answere, 

Without  any  lesynge ; 
[Fu]rth  he  yede  to  London  towne, 
All  for  to  tel  our  kiwge. 

323  Ther  he  telde  him  of  that  knight, 

And  eke  of  Robyn  Hode, 
And  also  of  the  bolde  archars, 
That  were  soo  noble  and  gode. 

324  {  He  wyll  auowe  that  he  hath  done, 

To  mayntene  the  outlawes  stronge ; 
He  wyll  be  lorde,  and  set  you  at  nought, 
In  all  the  northe  londe.' 

325  '  I  wil  be  at  Notyngham,'  saide  our  kynge, 

'  Within  this  fourteenyght, 
And  take  I  wyll  Robyn.  Hode, 
And  so  I  wyll  that  knight. 

326  '  Go  nowe  home,  shyref,'  sayde  our  kynge, 

'  And  do  as  I  byd  the ; 
And  ordeyn  gode  archers  ynowe, 
Of  all  the  wyde  contre'.' 

327  The  shyref  had  his  leue  i-take, 

And  went  hym  on  his  way, 
And  Robyn  Hode  to  grene  wode, 
Vpon  a  certen  day. 

328  And  Lytel  John  was  hole  of  the  arowe 

That  shot  was  in  his  kne, 


And  dyd  hym  streyght  to  Robyn  Hode, 
Vnder  the  grene-wode  tree. 

329  Roby?i  Hode  walked  in  the  forest, 

Vnder  the  leuys  grene ; 
The  proude  shyref  of  Notyngham 
Thereof  he  had  grete  tene. 

330  The  shyref  there  fayled  of  Robyn  Hode, 

He  myght  not  haue  his  pray ; 
Than  he  awayted  this  gentyll  knyght, 
Bothe  by  nyght  and  day. 

331  Euer  he  wayted  the  gentyll  knyght, 

Syr  Richarde  at  the  Lee, 
As  he  went  on  haukynge  by  the  ryuer-syde, 
And  lete  [his]  hauke's  flee. 

332  Toke  he  there  this  gentyll  knight, 

With  men  of  armys  stronge, 
And  led  hym  to  Notyngham  warde, 
Bounde  bothe  fote  and  hande. 

333  The  sheref  sware  a  full  grete  othe, 

Bi  hym  that  dyed  on  rode, 
He  had  leuer  tint//  an  hundred  pound 
ThaJ  he  had  Robyn  Hode. 

334  This  harde  the  knyghtes  wyfe, 

A  fayr  lady  and  a  free  ; 
She  set  hir  on  a  gode  palfrey, 
To  grene  wode  anone  rode  she. 

335  Whanne  she  cam  in  the  forest, 

Vnder  the  grene-wode  tree, 
Fonde  she  there  Robyw  Hode, 
And  al  his  fayre  mene. 

336  '  God  the  saue',  gode  Robyn, 

And  all  thy  company ; 
For  Our  dere  Ladyes  sake, 
A  bone  graunte  thou  me. 

337  '  Late  neuer  my  wedded  lorde 

Shamefully  slayne  be ; 
He  is  fast  bowne  to  Notingham  warde, 
For  the  loue  of  the.' 

338  Anone  than  saide  goode  Robyn 

To  that  lady  so  fre, 
What  man  hath  your  lorde  [i-]take  ? 


117.    A  GEST   OF  BOBYN   HODB 


'  For  soth  as  I  the  say ; 
He  is  nat  yet  thre  myles 
Passed  on  his  way.' 

340  Vp  than  sterte  gode  Robyn, 

As  man  that  had  ben  wode : 
'  Buske  you,  my  mery  men, 
For  hym  that  dyed  on  rode. 

341  '  And  he  that  this  sorowe  f orsaketh, 

By  hym  that  dyed  on  tre, 

Shall  he  neuer  in  grene  wode 

No  lenger  dwel  with  me.' 

342  Sone  there  were  gode  bowes  bent, 

Mo  than  seuen  score ; 
Hedge  ne  dyche  spared  they  none 
That  was  them  before. 

343  '  I  make  myn  auowe  to  God,'  sayde  Robyn, 

*  The  sherif  wolde  I  fayne  see ; 
And  if  I  may  hym  take, 
I-quyte  shall  it  be.' 

344  And  whan  they  came  to  Notingham, 

They  walked  in  the  strete ; 
And  with  the  proude  sherif  i-wys 
Sone  can  they  mete. 

345  '  Abyde,  thou  proude"  sherif,'  he  sayde, 

'  Abyde,  and  speke  with  me ; 
Of  some  tidiwges  of  cure  kinge 
I  wolde  fayne  here  of  the. 

346  '  This  seuen  yere,  by  dere  worthy  God, 

Ne  yede  I  this  fast  on  fote ; 
I  make  myn  auowe  to  God,  thou  proude' 

sherif, 
It  is  nat  for  thy  gode.' 

347  Robyn  bent  a  full  goode  bowe, 

An  arrowe  he  drowe  at  wyll ; 
He  hit  so  the  proude  sherife 

Vpon  the  grounde  he  lay  full  still. 

348  And  or  he  myght  vp  aryse, 

On  his  fete  to  stonde, 
He  smote  of  the  sherifs  hede 
With  his  bright[e]  bronde. 

349  '  Lye  thou  there,  thou  proude  sherife, 

Euyll  mote  thou  cheue ! 
VOL.  IIL  10 


There  myght  no  man  to  the  truste 
b.      The  whyles  thou  were  a  lyue.' 

350  His  men  drewe  out  theyr  bryght  swerdes, 

That  were  so  sharpe  and  kene, 
And  layde  on  the  sheryues  men, 
And  dryued  them  downe  bydene. 

351  Robyn  stert  to  that  knyght, 

And  cut  a  two  his  bonde, 
And  toke  hym  in  his  hand  a  bowe, 
And  bad  hym  by  hym  stonde. 

352  '  Leue  thy  hors  the  behynde, 

And  lerne  for  to  renne ; 
Thou  shalt  with  me  to  grene  wode, 
Through  myre",  mosse,  and  fenne. 

353  '  Thou  shalt  with  me  to  grene'  wode, 

Without  ony  leasynge, 
Tyll  that  I  haue  gete  vs  grace 
Of  Edwarde,  our  comly  kynge/ 


THE   VII.    FYTTE. 

354  The  kynge  came  to  Notynghame, 

With  knyghte's  in  grete  araye, 
For  to  take  that  gentyll  knyght 
And  Robyn  Hode,  and  yf  he  may. 

355  He  asked  men  of  that  countrg 

After  Robyn  Hode, 
And  after  that  gentyll  knyght, 
That  was  so  bolde  and  stout. 

356  Whan  they  had  tolde  hym  the  case 

Our  kynge  vnderstode  ther  tale, 
And  seased  in  his  honde 
The  knyghtes  londe's  all. 

357  All  the  passe  of  Lancasshyre 

He  went  both  ferre  and  nere, 
Tyll  he  came  to  Plomton  Parke ; 
He  faylyd  many  of  his  dere. 

358  There  our  kynge  was  wont  to  se 

Herde's  many  one, 
He  coud  vnneth  fynde  one  dere, 
That  bare  ony  good  home. 

359  The  kynge  was  wonder  wroth  withall, 

And  swore  by  the  Trynyte, 


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'I  wolde  I  had  Robyn  Hode,  370  That  ye  shall  mete  with  good  Robyn, 

With  eyen  I  myght  hym  se.  On  lyue  yf  that  he  be ; 

Or  ye  come  to  Notyngham, 

360  '  And  he  that  wolde  smyte  of  the  knyghtes  With  eyen  ye  shall  hym  se. 

hede, 

And  brynge  it  to  me,  371  Full  hast[e]ly  our  kynge  was  dyght, 

He  shall  haue  the  knyghtgs  londes,  So  were  his  knyghtes  fyue, 

Syr  Rycharde  at  the  Le.  Euerych  of  them  in  monkes  wede, 

And  hasted  them  thyder  blyve. 

361  '  I  gyue  it  hym  with  my  charter, 

And  sele  it  [with]  my  honde,  372  Our  kynge  was  grete  aboue  his  cole, 

To  haue  and  holde  for  euer  more,  A  brode  hat  on  his  crowue, 

In  all  mery  Englonde.'  Ryght  as  he  were  abbot-lyke, 

They  rode  up  in-to  the  towne. 

362  Than  bespake  a  fayre  olde  knyght, 

That  was  treue  in  his  fay :  373  Styf  bote's  our  kynge  had  on, 

A,  my  leege'  lorde  the  kynge,  Forsoth  as  I  you  say ; 

One  worde  I  shall  you  say.  He  rode  syngynge  to  grene  wode, 

The  couent  was  clothed  in  graye. 

363  There  is  no  man  in  this  countre 

May  haue  the  knyghtes  londes,  374  His  male-hors  and  his  grete  somers 

Whyle  Robyn  Hode  may  ryde  or  gone,  Folowed  our  kynge  behynde, 

And  bere  a  bowe  in  his  hondes,  Tyll  they  came  to  greng  wode, 

A  myle  vnder  the  lynde. 

364  That  he  ne  shall  lese  his  hede, 

That  is  the  best  ball  in  his  hode :  375  There  they  met  with  good  Robyn, 

Giue  it  no  man,  my  lorde  the  kynge,  Stondynge  on  the  waye, 

That  ye  wyll  any  good.  And  so  dyde  many  a  bolde  archere, 

For  soth  as  I  you  say. 

365  Half  a  yere  dwelled  our  comly  kynge 

In  Notyngham,  and  well  more ;  376  Robyn  toke  the  kynges  hors, 

Coude  he  not  here  of  Robyn  Hode,  Hastely  in  that  stede, 

In  what  countre  that  he  were.  And  sayd,  Syr  abbot,  by  your  leue, 

A  whyle  ye  must  abyde. 

366  But  alway  went  good  Robyn 

By  halke  and  eke  by  hyll,  377  <  We  be  yemen  of  this  foreste, 

And  alway  slewe  the  kynges  dere,  Vnder  the  grene-wode  tre  ; 

And  welt  them  at  his  wyll.  We  lyue  by  our  kynges  dere, 

[Other  shyft  h&ue  not  wee.] 

367  Than  bespake  a  proude  fostere, 

That  stode  by  our  kynges  kne  :  378  '  And  ye  haue  chyrches  and  rentes  both, 

Yf  ye  wyll  se  good  Robyn,  And  gold  full  grete  plente ; 

Ye  must  do  after  me.  Gyue  vs  some  of  your  spendynge, 

For  saynt[e]  charyte'.' 

368  Take  fyue  of  the  best  knyghtes 

That  be  in  your  lede,  379  Than  bespake  our  cumly  kynge, 

And  walke  downe  by  yon  abbay,  Anone  than  sayd  he ; 

And  gete  you  monkes  wede.  I  brought  no  more  to  greng  wode 

But  forty  pounde  with  me. 

369  And  I  wyll  be  your  ledes-man, 

And  lede  you  the  way,  380  I  haue  layne  at  Notyngham 

And  or  ye  come  to  Notyngham,  This  fourtynyght  with  our  kynge, 

Myn  hede  then  dare  I  lay, 


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And  spent  I  haue  full  moche  good, 
On  many  a  grete  lordynge. 

381  And  I  haue  but  forty  pounde, 

No  more  than  haue  I  me ; 
But  yf  I  had  an  hondred  pounde, 
I  wolde  vouch  it  safe  on  the. 

382  Robyn  toke  the  forty  pounde, 

And  departed  it  in  two  partye ; 
Halfendell  he  gaue  his  mery  men, 
And  bad  them  mery  to  be. 

383  Full  curteysly  Robyw  gan  say ; 

Syr,  haue  this  for  your  spendyng ; 
We  shall  mete  another  day ; 

'  Gramercy,'  than  sayd  our  kynge. 

384  '  But  well  the  greteth  Edwarde,  our  kynge, 

And  sent  to  the  his  seale, 
And  byddeth  the  com  to  Notyngham, 
Both  to  mete  and  mele.' 

385  He  toke  out  the  brode  targe, 

And  sone  he  lete  hym  se ; 
Robyn  coud  his  courteysy, 
And  set  hym  on  his  kne. 

386  '  I  loue  no  man  in  all  the  worlde 

So  well  as  I  do  my  kynge ; 
Welcome  is  my  lordes  seale ; 
And,  monke,  for  thy  tydynge, 

387  '  Syr  abbot,  for  thy  tydynges, 

To  day  thou  shalt  dyne  with  me, 
For  the  loue  of  my  kynge, 
Under  my  trystell-tre.' 

388  Forth  he  lad  our  comly  kynge, 

Full  fayre  by  the  honde ; 

Many  a  dere  there  was  slayne, 

And  full  fast  dyghtande. 

389  Robyn  toke  a  full  grete  home, 

And  loude  he  gan  blowe  ; 
Seuen  score  of  wyght  yonge  men 
Came  redy  on  a  rowe. 

390  All  they  kneled  on  theyr  kne, 

Full  fayre  before  Robyn': 
The  kyrjge  sayd  hym  selfe  vntyll, 
And  swore  by  Saynt  Austyn, 


391  '  Here  is  a  wonder  semely  syght ; 

Me  thynketh,  by  Goddes  pyne, 
His  men  are  more  at  his  byddynge 
Then  my  men  be  at  myn.' 

392  Full  hast[e]ly  was  theyr  dyner  idyght, 

And  therto  gan  they  gone  ; 
They  serued  our  kynge  with  al  theyr  myght, 
Both  Robyn  and  Lytell  Johan. 

393  Anone  before  our  kynge  was  set 

The  fatte  venyson, 

The  good  whyte  brede,  the  good  rede  wyne, 
And  therto  the  fyne  ale  and  browne. 

394  '  Make  good  cbere,'  said  Robyn, 

'  Abbot,  for  charyte ; 

And  for  this  ylke  tydynge, 

Blyssed  mote  thou  be. 

395  '  Now  shalte  thou  se  what  lyf e  we  lede, 

Or  thou  hens  wende  ; 
Than  thou  may  enf  ourme  our  kynge, 
Whan  ye  togyder  lende.' 

396  Up  they  sterte  all  in  hast, 

Theyr  bowes  were  smartly  bent ; 
Our  kynge  was  neuer  so  sore  agast, 
He  wende  to  haue  be  shente. 

397  Two  yerde"s  there  were  vp  set, 

Thereto  gan  they  gange ; 

By  fyfty  pase,  our  kynge  sayd, 

The  merkes  were  to  longe. 

398  On  euery  syde  a  rose-garlonde, 

They  shot  vnder  the  lyne  : 
'  Who  so  fayleth  of  the  rose-garlonde,'  sayd 

Robyn, 
'  His  takyll  he  shall  tyne, 

399  '  And  yelde  it  to  his  mayster, 

Be  it  neuer  so  fyne  ; 
For  no  man  wyll  I  spare, 
So  drynke  I  ale  or  wyne : 

400  '  And  bere  a  buffet  on  his  hede, 

I-wys  ryght  all  bare : ' 
And  all  that  fell  in  Robyns  lote, 
He  smote  them  wonder  sare. 

401  Twyse  Robyn  shot  aboute, 

And  euer  he  cleued  the  wande, 


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117.    A  GEST  OF  ROBYN  HODE 


And  so  dyde  good  Gylberte 
With  the  Whyte'  Hande. 

402  Lytell  Johan  and  good  Scathelocke, 

For  nothynge  wolde  they  spare  ; 
When  they  fayled  of  the  garlonde, 
Robyn  smote  them  full  sore. 

403  At  the  last  shot  that  Rohyn  shot, 

For  all  his  frendes  fare, 

Yet  he  fayled  of  the  garlonde 

Thre  fyngers  and  mare. 

404  Than  bespake  good  Gylberte, 

And  thus  he  gan  say  ; 
1  Mayster,'  he  sayd,  '  your  takyll  is  lost, 
Stande  forth  and  take  your  pay.' 

405  '  If  it  be  so,'  sayd  Robyn, 

'  That  may  no  better  be, 
Syr  abbot,  I  delyuer  the  myn  arowe, 
I  pray  the,  syr,  serue  thou  me.' 

406  '  It  falleth  not  for  myn  ordre,'  sayd  our  kynge, 

'  Robyn,  by  thy  leue, 
For  to  smyte  no  good  yeman, 
For  doute  I  sholde  hym  greue.' 

407  '  Smyte  on  boldely,'  sayd  Robyn, 

'  I  giue  the  large  leue  : ' 
Anone  our  kynge,  with  that  worde, 
He  folde  vp  his  sleue, 

408  And  sych  a  buffet  he  gaue  Robyn, 

To  grounde  he  yede  full  nere  : 
'  I  make  myn  avowe  to  God,'  sayd  Rabyn, 
'  Thou  arte  a  stalworthe  f rere. 

409  '  There  is  pith  in  thyn  arme,'  sayd  Robyn, 

'  I  trowe  thou  canst  well  shete : ' 
Thus  our  kynge  and  Robyn  Hode 
Togeder  gan  they  mete. 

410  Robyn  behelde  our  comly  kynge 

Wystly  in  the  face, 
So  dyde  Syr  Rycharde  at  the  Le, 
And  kneled  downe  in  that  place. 

411  And  so  dyde  all  the  wylde  outlawes, 

Whan  they  se  them  knele  : 
1  My  lorde  the  kynge  of  Englonde, 
Now  I  knowe  you  well. 


412  '  Mercy  then,  Robyn,'  sayd  our  kynge, 

1  Vnder  your  trystyll-tre, 
Of  thy  goodnesse  and  thy  grace, 
For  my  men  and  me  ! ' 

413  'Yes,  for  God,'  sayd  Robyn, 

*  And  also  God  me  saue, 
I  aske  mercy,  my  lorde  the  kynge, 
And  for  my  men  I  craue.' 

414  '  Yes,  for  God,'  than  sayd  our  kynge, 

'  And  therto  sent  I  me, 
With  that  thou  leue  the  grene  wode, 
And  all  thy  company ; 

415  '  And  come  home,  syr,  to  my  courte, 

And  there  dwell  with  me.' 
'  I  make  myn  avowe  to  God,'  sayd  Robyn, 
'  And  ryght  so  shall  it  be. 

416  '  I  wyll  come  to  your  courte, 

Your  seruyse  for  to  se, 
And  brynge  with  me  of  my  men 
Seuen  score  and  thre. 

417  '  But  me  lyke  well  your  seruyse, 

I  [wyll]  come  agayne  full  soone, 
And  shote  at  the  donne  dere, 
As  I  am  wonte  to  done.' 


THE   VIII.  FTTTE. 

418  '  Haste  thou  ony  grene  cloth,'  sayd  our  kynge, 

'  That  thou  wylte  sell  nowe  to  me  ? ' 
'  Ye,  for  God,'  sayd  Robyn, 
'  Thyrty  yerdes  and  thre.' 

419  '  Robyn,'  sayd  our  kynge, 

'  Now  pray  I  the, 
Sell  me  some  of  that  cloth, 
To  me  and  my  meyne.'  ' 

420  '  Yes,  for  God,'  then  sayd  Robyn, 

'  Or  elles  I  were  a  f ole  ; 
Another  day  ye  wyll  me  clothe, 
I  trowe,  ayenst  the  Yole.' 

421  The  kynge  kest  of  his  cole  then, 

A  grene  garment  he  dyde  on, 
And  euery  knyght  also,  i-wys, 
Another  had  full  sone. 


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422  Whan  they  were  clothed  in  Lyncolne  grene, 

They  keste  away  theyr  graye ; 
'  Now  we  shall  to  Notyngham,' 
All  thus  our  kynge  gan  say. 

423  They  bente  theyr  bowes,  and  forth  they  went, 

Shotynge  all  in-fere, 
Towarde  the  towne  of  Notyngham, 
Outlawes  as  they  were. 

424  Our  kynge  and  Robyn  rode  togyder, 

For  soth  as  I  you  say, 
And  they  shote  plucke-buffet, 
As  they  went  by  the  way. 

425  And  many  a  buffet  our  kynge  wan 

Of  Robyn  Hode  that  day, 
And  nothynge  spared  good  Robyn 
Our  kynge  in  his  pay. 

426  '  So  God  me  helpe,'  sayd  our  kynge, 

'  Thy  game  is  nought  to  lere  ; 
I  sholde  not  get  a  shote  of  the, 
Though  I  shote  all  this  yere.' 

427  All  the  people  of  Notyngham 

They  stode  and  behelde  ; 
They  sawe  nothynge  but  mantels  of  grene 
That  couered  all  the  felde. 

428  Than  euery  man  to  other  gan  say, 

I  drede  our  kynge  be  slone  ; 
Com6  Robyn  Hode  to  the  towne,  i-wys 
On  lyue  he  lefte  neuer  one.' 

429  Full  hast[e]ly  they  began  to  fle, 

Both  yemen  and  knaues, 
And  olde  wyues  that  myght  euyll  goo, 
They  hypped  on  theyr  staues. 

430  The  kynge  l[o]ughe  full  fast, 

And  commaunded  theym  agayue ; 
When  they  se  our  comly  kynge, 
I-wys  they  were  full  fayne. 

431  They  ete  and  dranke,  and  made  them  glad, 

And  sange  with  note's  hye ; 
Than  bespake  our  comly  kynge 
To  Syr  Rycharde  at  the  Lee. 

432  He  gaue  hym  there  his  londe  agayne, 

A  good  man  he  bad  hym  be  ; 


Robyn  thanked  our  comly  kynge, 
And  set  hym  on  his  kne. 

433  Had  Robyn  dwelled  in  the  kynges  courte 

But  twelue  monethes  and  thre, 
That  [he  had]  spent  an  hondred  pounde, 
And  all  his  mennes  fe. 

434  In  euery  place  where  Robyn  came 

Euer  more  he  layde  downe, 
Both  for  knyghtes  and  for  squyres, 
To  gete  hym  grete  renowne. 

435  By  than  the  yere  was  all  agone 

He  had  no  man  but  twayne, 
Lytell  Johan  and  good  Scathelocke, 
With  hym  all  for  to  gone. 

436  Robyn  sawe  yonge  men  shote 

Full  f  ayre  vpon  a  day  ; 
'  Alas  !  '  than  sayd  good  Robyn, 
'  My  welthe  is  went  away. 

437  l  Somtyme  I  was  an  archere  good, 

A  styffe  and  eke  a  stronge  ; 
I  was  compted  the  best  archere 
That  was  in  mery  Englonde. 

438  '  Alas  ! '  then  sayd  good  Robyn, 

'  Alas  and  well  a  woo  ! 
Yf  I  dwele  lenger  with  the  kynge, 
Sorowe  wyll  me  sloo.' 

439  Forth  than  went  Robyn  Hode 

Tyll  he  came  to  our  kynge : 
'  My  lorde  the  kynge  of  Englonde, 
Graunte  me  myn  askynge. 

440  '  I  made  a  chapell  in  Bernysdale, 

That  semely  is  to  se, 
It  is  of  Mary  Magdaleyne, 
And  thereto  wolde  I  be. 

441  '  I  myght  neuer  in  this  seuen  nyght 

No  tyme  to  slepe  ue  wynke, 
Nother  all  these  seuen  dayes 
Nother  ete  ne  drynke. 

442  '  Me  longeth  sore  to  Bernysdale, 

I  may  not  be  therfro  ; 
Barefote  and  wolwarde  I  haue  hyght 
Thyder  for  to  go.' 


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443  '  Yf  it  be  so,'  than  sayd  our  kynge, 

'  It  may  no  better  be, 
Seuen  nyght  I  gyue  the  leue, 
No  lengre,  to  dwell  fro  me.' 

444  '  Gramercy,  lorde,'  then  sayd  Robyn, 

And  set  hym  on  his  kne  ; 
He  toke  his  leue  full  courteysly, 
To  grene  wode  then  went  he. 

445  Whan  he  came  to  greng  wode, 

In  a  mery  mornynge, 
There  he  herde  the  notes  small 
Of  byrde's  mery  syngynge. 

446  '  It  is  ferre  gone,'  sayd  Robyn, 

'  That  I  was  last  here ; 
Me  lyste  a  lytell  for  to  sliote 
At  the  donne  dere.' 

447  Robyn  slewe  a  full  grete  harte  ; 

His  home  than  gan  he  blow, 
That  all  the  outlawes  of  that  forest 
That  home  coud  they  knowe, 

448  And  gadred  them  togyder, 

In  a  lytell  throwe. 
Seuen  score  of  wyght  yonge  men 
Came  redy  on  a  rowe, 

449  And  fayre  dyde  of  theyr  hodes, 

And  set  them  on  theyr  kne : 
'  Welcome,'  they  sayd,  '  our  [dere]  mayster, 
Under  this  grene-wode  tre.' 


450  Robyn  dwelled  in  grene  wode 

Twenty  yere  and  two ; 
For  all  drede  of  Edwarde  our  kynge, 
Agayne  wolde  he  not  goo. 

451  Yet  he  was  begyled,  i-wys, 

Through  a  wycked  woman, 
The  pryoresse  of  Kyrkesly, 
That  nye  was  of  hys  kynne  : 

452  For  the  loue  of  a  knyght, 

Syr  Roger  of  Donkesly, 
That  was  her  owne  speciall ; 
Full  euyll  mote  they  the ! 

453  They  toke  togyder  theyr  counsell 

Robyn  Hode  for  to  sle, 
And  how  they  myght  best  do  that  dede, 
His  banis  for  to  be. 

454  Than  bespake  good  Robyn, 

In  place  where  as  he  stode, 
'  To  morow  I  muste  to  Kyrke[s]ly, 
Craftely  to  be  leten  blode.' 

455  Syr  Roger  of  Donkestere, 

By  the  pryoresse  he  lay, 
And  there  they  betrayed  good  Robyn  Hode, 
Through  theyr  false  playe. 

456  Cryst  haue  mercy  on  his  soule, 

That  dyed  on  the  rode  ! 
For  he  was  a  good  outlawe, 
And  dyde  pore  men  moch  god. 


a.  Here  begynneth  a  gest  of  Robyn  Hode. 

1-12.  Printed  without  division  of  stanzas  or 

verses. 

22-3.  Deficiency  supplied  from  b. 
41.  gooe.     42.  milsers.     48.  yuch. 
64.  vnkoutg.     71.  lacking  in  all. 
8*.  .iij.  messis.     98.  The  .iij.     94.  all  ther. 
134.  tillet.     154.  mynge.     188.  vnknuth. 
328.  ynought.     33V  felsauntes.     371.  wened. 
388.  Late  for  Litell,  which  all  the  others  have. 
392.  of  for  haue.     398.  but  .xx.:  see  42*. 
411.  nowne.     418.  .xx.  felinges. 
462.  in  strocte.     468.  And. 
478.  And.     47*.  haue  bene. 
502'3.  The  verses  are  transposed. 
502.  God  had.     542.  Vutyll.     668.  to  may. 


68*.  Bo  .xxviij.     70*.  To  helpe :  cf.  194*. 
778.  betes.     782.  clere.     798.  .xij.     821.  ou. 
828.  bernedtale.     838.  for  he. 
83*-1188.  wanting;  supplied  from  b. 
1191.  a  .M.     120*.  Euen,  .cccc.     1212.  thon. 
1234.  Bi  god  ...   on  tree.     The  tops  of  d 
and  of  th,  and  a  part  of  dy,  remain. 

1241.  Sir  ...  n  of  lawe. 

1242.  Only  the  top  ofN  remains. 
1242-1278.  wanting,  being  torn  away  ;  sup- 
plied from  b. 

128s.  Ha.     130s.  .cccc.  li.     1311-8.  an  .C. 
131s.  aros  we.     1321.  an  ille. 
1328.  Worked  all. 

1331-2.  He  purneyed  hym  an.     Only  a  part  of 
n  in  the  last  word  remains.     Well  harness. 


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79 


Only  a  part  of  n  and  the  tops  of  ess  re- 
maining. 

1338-1368.  wanting;  supplied  from  b. 

1382.  End.     1431.  louge.     1432.  doue. 

1504.  tho  thy.     1608.  Thougt :  an  C. 

1604.  he  be  go.     1618.  And  therfore. 

1622.  gyne.     1632.  he  wol  be. 

1642.  read  hyne  ?     1658.  anowe. 

1684.  mountnauuce.     1758.  wasars. 

1792.  sende   the.      Perhaps  sent   the,  as   in 
3842  (b). 

ISO1,  abowe.     181s.  v  myle. 

1822.  Hnntynge.     1838.  Rrynolde. 

1858.  vij.  score.     1871.  shyrel. 

1991.  this  xij.     2018.  thy  best.    202".  scade. 

2061.  Johu.     2064.  pray. 

2084-3141.  wanting  ;  supplied  from  b. 

3158.  These  xl. :  with  men.     321«.  welle. 

3301.  fayles.     3318.  ryner.     3338.  an  C.  li. 

3398.  myeles.     3498.  to  thy. 

From  349*  wanting;  supplied  from  b. 
b.  Title-page :  Here  begynneth  a  lytell  geste  of 
Robyn  hode.     At  the  head  of  the  poem  : 
Here   begynneth   a   lytell   geste   of   Robyn 
hode  and   his  meyne,  And  of  the  proude    • 
Sheryfe  of  Notyngham. 

24.  y-founde.     3s.  lohan :  and  always. 

41.  Scathelock.     48.  no.     51.  be  spake  hym. 

58.  yf  ye.     61.  hym  wanting.     62.  I  haue. 

6*.  that  wanting.     64.  vnketh. 

71.  wanting.     78.  knygot  or  some  squyere. 

84.  Thre.     92.  The  other. 

9s.  was  of.     94.  all  other  moste. 

II8.  that  wanting  :  gone.     II4.  that  wanting. 

131.  than  wanting.     134.  tylleth. 

144.  wolde.     154.  ye  wanting. 

161.  beholde  :  Ihoan.     162.  shall  we. 

171.  Robyn.     178.  Scathelocke. 

18«.  vnketh.     20.  vnto.     202.  yemen. 

211.  to  wanting.     218.  came  there. 

221.  then  was  all  his  semblaunte. 

231.  hangynge  ouer.     234.  somers. 

241.  full  wanting.     244.  you.     261.  is  your. 

26*.  is  a.      272.  all  thre.     281.  went  that. 

291.  vnto.     292.  gan  hym.     302.  thou  arte. 

308.  abyde.     322.  set  tyll. 

328.  right  wanting.     338.  neuer  so. 

354.  that  wanting.     362.  whan  I  haue. 

388.  Lytell  lohan  :  Robyn  hode. 

391.  than  wanting.     392.  god  haue. 

39s,  418.  but  .x.  s.     401.  thou  haue. 

404.  len.     414.  Not  one.     424.  halfe  a. 

432.  full  lowe.     438.  tydynge.     434.  inough. 


444.  clothynge  :  thynne.     451.  one  worde. 
458.  thou  were.     462.  in  stroke. 
464.  hast  thou.      47 '.  of  them. 
47s.  An  .C.  wynter.     474.  haue  be. 
491.  within  two  or  thre.     49*.  hondreth. 
SO2-8.  The  verses  are  transposed. 
50 2.  hath  shapen. 

511.  than  wanting.     531.  of  Lancastshyre. 
534.  both.     541.  beth.     562.  What  shall. 
57*.  may  not.     588.  frendes. 
592.  knowe  me.     604.  had  wanting. 
612.  Scathelocke  and  Much  also. 
621.  frendes.     622.  borowes  that  wyll. 
624.  on  a.     631.  waye :  than  wanting. 
63s.  I  wyll.     648.  me  wanting. 
674.  loke  that  it  well  tolde. 
682,  741,  778,  832.  Scathelocke. 
684.  By  eyghtene.     691.  lytell  Much. 
692.  greueth.     704.  To  helpe.     712.  many  a. 
722.  it  well  mete  it  be.     731.  And  of. 
732.  lept  ouer.     73s.  deuylkyns. 
734.  for  wanting.     74?.  hym  the  better. 
744.  Bygod  it  cost  him.     751.  than  wanting. 
752.  All  vnto  Robyn.     75".  an  hors. 
754.  al  this.     764.  God  leue.     782.  clere. 
808.  Without.     811.  lene.     821.  went  on. 
822.  he  thought.     831.  bethought. 
871.  wanting.     888.  hondrde. 
892.  he  is  ryght.     981.  wanting. 
1132.  gan  loke.     1184.  grete  ye. 
1192.  were  thou.     1214.  Rewarde. 
1234.  By  god  that  dyed  on  a  tree. 
1241.  Syr  abbot,  and  ye  men  of  lawe. 
1282.  of  my.     1288.  not  be. 
130s.  got  foure  hondreth.     1312.  dyght. 
132s.  I  nocked. 

1331'2.  purueyed  hym  an  hondreth  men 
Well  harneysed  in  that  stede. 
1351.   Qy  ?     But  at  Wentbrydge  ther  was. 
1362.  bulle  I  vp  pyght.     1372.  in  good  fay. 
1378.  that  wanting.     1388.  frend  bestad. 
1384.  I-slayne.     1392.  where  that. 
1402.  hondred  :  fere  for  free.     1452.  shote. 
1461.  shot.     1462.  sleste.     1464.  gan. 
1474.  euer  wanting  :  I  me.     1484.  wan. 
1491.  sir  wanting :  bore.     1502.  Wolte. 
1518.  gete  leue.     1532.  Ge  gyue. 
1551.  befell.     1568.  to  wanting. 
1564.  me  to  dyne.     1572.  so  longe  to  be. 
1578.  sir  wanting.     1574.  gyue  thou. 
159s.  the  wanting.     1601.  a  rap. 
1602.  yede  nygh  on  two.     1608.  an  .c.  wynter. 
1604.  wors  he  sholde  go.     1612.  went  vp. 


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161s.  there :  made  a.     1614.  and  wyne. 

1631.  second  John  wanting. 

1632.  whyle  he.     1648.  an  householde  to. 
165s.  to  God  wanting. 

165*.  lyketh :  me  wanting.     1661.  and  an. 

1671.  ful  wanting.     1682.  well  wanting. 

1694.  I  me.     170*.  I-chaunged. 

173*.  same  day.     1748.  of  full  wanting. 

1758.  and  spones.     1754.  they  none. 

1761.  they  toke.     1768.  dyde  hym. 

176*.  wode  tre.     1781.  And  also. 

1792.  sende  the  :  cf.  3842. 

1811.  hym  there.     1812.  whyle. 

1814.  at  his.     1822.  hounde.     1828.  coud  his. 

1848.  syght.     1851.  I  se.     1858.  an  herde. 

1861.  His  tynde.     1888.  afore. 

1884.  sir  wanting.     189*.  now  be  trayed. 

1912.  well  wanting.     1918.  se  his. 

1921.  Make  good.     1924.  lyfe  is  graunted. 

1932.  a  gone.     1938.  commaunded. 

1941.  cote  a  pye.     1942.  well  fyne. 

1948.  toke.     195s.  They  shall  lay  :  sote. 

1961.  laye  that.     1964.  sydes  do  smerte. 

1991.  All  these. 

2001.  Or  I  here  a  nother  nyght  sayd. 

2002.  Ipraye.     2008.  to-morne. 

2018.  the  best.     2014.  That  yet  had  the. 

2028.  Thou  shalt  neuer  a  wayte  me  scathe. 

2032.  or  by.     2041.  haue  :  I-swore. 

2052.  that  he  was  gone.     2058.  had  his. 

2064.  pay.     2074.  trusty.     2088.  Scathelock. 

2098.  after  such. 

2108'4.  Or  yf  he  be  a  pore  man 

Of  my  good  he  shall  haue  some. 
2144.  these  wanting. 
2152.  frese  our  :  leese  your  ?  dress  your  ? 
2161.  .lii. :  men  wanting.     2182.  you  for  yon. 
2241.  .lii.     2314.  serued  them. 
2403.  ryghtwysman.     2404.  his  name. 
2421.  artnade.     2434.  Also. 
2451.  more  sayd  wanting. 
2474.  hondred  wanting.     2671.  gayne. 
2721.  I  toke  it  I  twyse  :  the  second  I  is  prob- 
ably a  misprint. 

2791.  thy  .cccc.  li.     2802.  aU  of  this. 
2838.  all  ther  best.     2841.  all  theyre  best. 
292a.  they  slist.     2932.  acchers.     2991.  beut. 
3058.  dede,  second  d  inverted. 
3144.  walle.     3158.  These  twelue  :  with  me. 
3161.  were  wanting.     3164.  gan  they. 
3172.  vnto.     3198.   enemye. 
3194.  Agayne  the  lawes.     3202.  dedes  thou. 
321'.  doth.     3228.  yode.     3231.  tolde. 


3234.  That  noble  were. 

3241.  He  wolde :  had.     3248.  He  ^olde. 

3251.  wroll :  sayd  the. 

3261.  nowe  wanting :   thou  proud  sheryf : 
sayde  our  kynge  wanting. 

3262.  the  bydde.     3294.  Therfore. 
3301.  fayled.     3304.  and  by. 
3311.  a  wayted  that.     3314.  let  his. 
332s.  hym  home.     3324.  honde  and  fote. 
3332.  on  a  tre. 

3341.  harde  wanting :  This  the  lady,  the. 

3342.  and  fre.     3351.  to  the.     3352.  tre  tre. 
3361.  God  the  good  :  saue  wanting. 

3368.  lady  loue.     3371.  Late  thou  neuer. 

3372.  Shamly  I  slayne  be. 

3378.  fast  I-bounde.     3382.  lady  fre. 

338s.  I  take.     3384,  3391.  wanting. 

3394.  on  your.     3402.  As  a:  be. 

3403.  yonge  men.     3404.  on  a.     341 2.  on  a. 

3418.  wode  be.     3414.  Nor.     3421.  i  bent. 

342".  spare.     343s.  The  knyght. 

3434.  I-quyt  than.     3444.  gan.    3462.  so  fast. 

3464.  At  is.     3471.  full  wanting. 

3472.  at  his.     3492.  thou  thryue. 

3498.  to  the.     3512.  his  hoode. 

3562.  vnder-stonde.     3632.  hane. 

3688.  walked  ;  qy  ?  walketh  :  by  your. 

3714.  blyth. 

3774  repeats  verse  2  :    Other  shyft  haue  not 

we,  Copland  and  Ed.  White's  copies. 
3814.  I   vouch  it  halfe  on  the.    f  and  g :    I 

would  geue  it  to  thee. 
3851.  brode  tarpe.    Copland  and  Ed.  White's 

copies  :  seale  for  tarpe. 
4002.  A  wys.     4014.  the  good  whyte. 
4024.  sore.     4092.  shote. 
4094.  than  they   met.     f ,  they  gan :   g,  gan 

they  mete. 
4121'3.  Copland  and  Ed.  White :  sayd  Robyn 

to  our  king,  Vnder  this. 

4172.   Copland  and  Ed.  White :  I  wyll  come. 
421s.  had   so   I  wys :   so  Copland  and  Ed. 

White. 

4231.  Theyr  bowes  bente  :  cf.  f ,  g. 
4332.  .xii. 

4338.  he  had  in  Copland  and  Ed.  White. 
4362.  ferre  :    fayre   in  C,  Copland  and  Ed. 

White. 
4378.  was   commytted.      Copland    and    Ed. 

White :  was  commended  for. 
4401.  bernysdade.    441  *.  Qy  ?  No  tymg  slepe. 
4431.  he  so.     4498.  our  dere  in  e. 
4542.  places. 


117.    A  GEST   OF  ROBYN   HODE 


81 


Explycit.  kynge  Edwarde  and  Robyn  hode 
and  Lytell  Johan  Enprented  at  London 
in  fletestrete  at  the  sygne  of  the  sone  By 
Wynken  de  Worde. 

a  bode,  a  gast,  a  gone,  a  nother,  a  vowe,  be 
fore,  be  gan,  be  spake,  for  gone,  i  brought, 
launs  gay,  out  lawes,  to  gyder,  vnder  take, 
etc.,  etc.,  are  printed  abode,  etc.,  etc. ;  I 
wys,  i-wys  ;  &  and. 

It  will  be  understood  that  not  all  probable 
cases  of§  have  been  indicated. 

c.  26*.  myche.     284.  ere  for  lere. 

292.  hym  gan,  as  in  a.     29*.  he  wanting. 
308.  a  byde.     30*.  cures.     321.  wesshe. 
322.  sat  tyll.     328.  ryght  inough,  as  in  a. 
338.  non  so  lytell,  as  in  a.     342.  Garrnercy. 
344.  all  this.     35*.  that  wanting,  as  in  b. 
362.  it  wanting.     372.  Me  thynkc. 
38*.  Lytell  Johan,  as  in  b. 

391.  then  sayd,  as  in  a. 

392.  haue  parte  of  the.     398,  41".  .x.  s.  . 
401.  haue,  as  in  b.     404.  len,  as  in  b. 
414.  Not  one,  as  in  b.     424.  half  e  a. 
43a.  full  lowe,  as  in  b. 

43*.  tydynge,  as  in  b.     448.  Myche,  thyket. 

451.  one  worde,  as  in  b.     458.  were,  as  in  b. 

461.  haste  be.     462.  stroke. 

468.  And,  as  in  a.     464.  hast  led,  as  in  a. 

471.  nene  of  tho.     47s.  An  .c.  wynter. 

474.  haue  be.     48*.  that  syt. 

491.  this  two  yere,  as  in  a.     492.  well  knowe. 

502'8.  order  as  in  a,  b. 

502.  hath  shapen,  as  in  b. 

511.  than  wanting,  as  in  b.     512.  thou  lose. 

531.  lancasesshyre.     534.  bothe,  as  in  a,  b. 

541.  bothe,  as  in  a. 

562.  shall  fall,  as  in  b.     571.  wher. 

574.  noo  better,  as  in  a. 

581.  eyen  has  fallen  into  the  next  line  (eyen 

way). 

58 8.  frende,  as  in  a. 
584.  I  ne  haue  noo  nother.     591.  the  frendes. 

d.  2802.  all  of  this,  as  in  b.     2814.  full  styll. 
2822.  [her]  keneth.     2838.  all  thee  beste. 
2841.  all  there  beste.     286s.  ye  wanting. 
2874,  2881-2'8.  cut  off.     2891-2.  transposed. 
2908.  I  bent.     2911.  can  bende. 

291*.  as  he.     2921.  shet.     2922.  they  clyft. 
2931.  Scathelocke.     2932.  good  in  fere. 
2954.  then  wolde.     2962.  can  they. 
2968.  the  wanting. 

297.  cut  off,  except  ylde  forest  in  line  4. 
3022.  on  his.     302".  go  ne.     3032.  louest. 
>  in.,  in.  11 


3051.  all  out.     3058.  woundes  depe. 

3061-3.  cutoff. 

3064.  now  wanting:  only  the  lower  part  of 

the  words  of  this  line  remains. 
307*.  vpon.     3108.  Robyn  hode  lente. 
3121.  myche  thanket  he  of  the. 
3128.  the  grete.     3144.  walle,  as  in  b. 
315.  nearly  all  cut  away.    3172.  herkeneth  to. 
3198.  enmye,  as  in  b.     3194.  lawes,  as  in  b. 
3202.  [tjhou  here,  as  in  b. 
3238-4,  3241-2.  wanting. 
324s.  He  wolde,  as  in  b. 

3261.  Goo  home  thou  proude  sheryf,  as  in  b. 

3262.  the  bydde,  as  in  b. 
3294.  Therfore,  as  in  b. 

3311.  wayted  thys  gentyll.     3314.  his  haukes. 

3323'4,  3331-2.  wanting. 

3342.  and  a,  as  in  a.     3348.  a  wanting. 

336s.  ladye  loue,  as  in  b. 

3378.  bounde,  as  in  b. 

3382.  so  wanting.     338'.  I  take. 

3384,  3391.  wanting,  as  in  a,  b. 

3394.  has  only  [y]our  way.     3402.  be  wode. 

3403.  mery  yonge  men,  as  in  b. 

3404.  on  rode,  as  in  a. 

3412.  only  [thjat  dyed  on.  preserved. 

342.  wanting.     3434.  then  shall,  as  in  b. 

3444.  can  they,  as  in  a. 

3462.  so  faste,  as  in  b. 

3464.  It  is  not,  as  in  a. 

347  *.  full  godd,  as  in  a. 

3472.  at  wyll,  as  in  a. 

3492.  thryue,  as  in  b.     3498.  to  the  struste. 

350s.  bothe  sharp. 

e.  4362.  Full  fayre.     4364.  is  gone. 
4378.  comitted.     4412.  to  slepe. 

4418.  Nor  of  all.     4414.  Noutter  ete  nor. 
4421.  longeth  so  sore  to  be  in. 
4428'4,  4431'2.  wanting.     4464.  donde. 
4472.  can  he.     4478.  outlawes  in. 
449s.  our  dere. 

f .  Title  :  A  mery  geste  of  Robyn  Hoode  and  of 

hys  lyf e,  wyth  a  newe  playe  for  to  be  played 
in  Maye  games,  very  plesaunte  and  full  of 
pastyme.  At  the  head  of  the  poem :  Here 
begynneth  a  lyttell  geste  of  Robyn  hoode 
and  his  mery  men,  and  of  the  proude 
Shyryfe  of  Notyngham. 

Insignificant  variations  of  spelling  are  not 
noted. 

I2,  freborne.     24.  yfounde. 

32.  lened  vpon  a.     3s.  stode  wanting. 

41.  Scathelocke :  and  always.     42.  mylners. 


82 


117.    A  GEST  OF  BOBYN    HODE 


48. 

6*. 

78. 

98. 

II8. 

II4. 

13". 

14*. 

162. 

181. 

188. 

191. 

198. 

211. 

212. 

21s. 

221. 

231. 

241. 

253. 

263. 

271. 

272. 

283. 

294. 

303. 

333. 

354. 

361. 

362. 

363. 

378. 

383. 

391. 

408. 

42*. 

43*. 

453. 

462. 

471. 

482. 

492. 

502. 

511. 

52s. 

562. 

584. 

59s. 

604. 

612. 

622. 

624. 

638. 


was  no.     58.  if  ye.     61.  hym  wanting. 
vnketh.     71.  wanting. 
or  some  squyer.     92.  The  other, 
was  of.     94.  of  all  other. 

that  wanting :  shall  gone. 

that  wanting.     131.  than  wanting. 

husbandeman.     134.  with  the. 

That  would.     154.  ye  wanting. 

shall  we.     168.  farre. 

Nowe  walke  ye  vp  vnto  the  Sayle. 

vnketh.     184.  By  chaunce  some  may  ye. 

cearle  misprinted  for  earle. 

hym  then  to.     201.  went  anone  vnto. 

loked  in  B. 

deme  (for  derne)  strate. 

there  wanting. 

drousli  (droufli  ?)  than  :  semblaunt. 

hanged  ouer :  eyes.     234.  on  sommers. 

full  wanting.     244.  are  you. 

you  wanting.     261.  is  your. 

is  a.     264.  haue  I  harde. 

graunt  the :  wynde. 

brethren  all  three.     281.  went  that. 

eyes.     291.  vnto.     292.  gan  hym. 

downe  on.     302.  thou  art. 

you  wanting.     328.  right  wanting. 

fayleth  neuer  so.     334.  was  spred. 

that  wanting. 

I  thank  the,  knyght,  then  said. 

when  I  haue. 

By  god  I  was  neuer  so  gredy. 

dere  wanting. 

Lytell  John  :  Robyn  hoode. 

than  wanting.     401.  thou  haue. 

I  shall  lende.     41 4.  Not  any  penny. 

halfe  a.     432.  full  lowe. 

inowe  wanting.     451.  me  one. 

thou  were.     461.  Or  yls  els  :  haste  by. 

stroke.     464.  thou  wanting. 

of  them.     478,  498,  558,  etc.  hundreth. 

hat  be.     491.  two  or  three  yerers. 

wanting.     502-8.  transposed. 

hath  shopen.     504.  god  it  amende. 

than  wanting.     512.  lost  thy. 

wenters.     531.  Lancastshyre. 

What  shall.     581.  eyes.     588.  frendes. 

ne  wanting.     592.  knowe  mee. 

Whyles.     594.  boste  that. 

had  wanting :  neuer  me. 

Much  also.     621.  frendes. 

borowes  :  wyll.     628.  than  wanting. 

on  a.     63 1.  than  wanting. 

I  haue.     641.  made  me. 


648. 

674. 

691. 

704. 

722. 

732. 

734. 

74». 

751. 

758. 

764. 

782. 

794. 

822. 

841. 

871. 

874, 

894. 

933. 

961. 

981. 

101» 

1033, 

1042, 

1064, 

1122 

1131. 

1154. 

1192. 

1218. 

1214. 

1222. 

1234. 

1288. 

1294. 

1312. 

1328. 

1338. 

1351. 

1362. 

1372. 

138s. 

1401. 

1411. 

1422. 

1434. 

1462. 

1472. 

1474. 

1488. 

1491. 

1518. 

153a. 


me  wanting.     658.  yf  wanting. 
it  well  tolde.     684.  eyghten  score, 
lyttell  Much.     692.  greueth. 
To  wrappe.     712.  muche  ryche. 
that  well  mete  it.     731.  And  of. 
lept  ouer.     738.  What  the  deuils. 
for  wanting.     741.  lought. 
hym  the  better.     744.  By  god  it  cost, 
than  wanting.     752.  All  unto  R. 
that  knight  an.     754.  al  this. 
God  lende  that  it.     781.  shal. 
clene.     784.  out  wanting. 
Under  the.     818.  may  stande. 
he  thought.     834.  came, 
spake  the.     868.  xij  monethes. 
wanting.     872.  his  lande  and  fee. 
954.  Disherited.     892.  is  his. 
sore.     918.  came.     924.  poundes. 
The  highe.     942.  taken, 
not  wanting.     963.  teme  to. 
wanting.     1008.  corese. 
.  The  shal.     1024.  saluted. 

that  the.     1034.  me  my. 

hath  made.     1054.  To  desyre  you  of. 

defend  me  from.     Ill1,  then  wanting. 

Sende.     1128.  a  assaye. 

on  then  gan.     1132.  wanting. 

canst  not.     1184.  Ye  get  ye  it. 

were  thou.     1208.  of  wanting. 

Haddest  thou. 

I  would  haue  rewarded  thee. 

royall  chere.     1224.  fast  gan. 

on  a.     1248.  I  shall. 

not  be.     1292.  is  wanting. 

came.     1308.  got. 

stringes  were  well  dyght. 

And  nocked  ye  were  with. 

sute.     1348.  And  rode. 

But  wanting :  by  a  bridg  was. 

vp  ypyght.     1364.  burnisshed. 

in  good  fay.     1378.  that  wanting. 

fayre  and  frend.     1392.  where  ye  he. 

the  wanting.     1402.  him  in  fere. 

sholdreth  and  :  come  for  rome. 

laye  than.     1424.  And  drynke. 

the  wanting.     1452.  shute. 

alway  cleft.     1464.  gan. 

a  wanting. 

That  euer  I  dyd  see.     1481.  me  thou. 

thou  wast.     1484.  wining. 

sir  wanting.     1502.  Wylt. 

gete  leue.     1528.  gaue  to  him  anone. 

He  geue  vs.     1541.  me  wanting. 


117.    A  GEST   OF  ROBYN   HODE 


83 


1544.  he  had  yete.     1568.  to  wanting.  214?. 

1564.  me  meate.     157 l.  to  long.  2152. 

1572.  Fasting  so  long  to.     157s.  sir  wanting.  2158. 

1574.  geue  thou.     1584.  had  lere.  2182. 

1601.  rappe.     1602.  backe  yede  nygh  into.  2201. 

1608.  lyueth  an  hundreth  wynter.  2211. 

1604.  worse  he  should  go.     161 2.  went  vp.  2222. 

1618.  And  there  :  a  wanting.  2232. 

1614.  of  wanting.     1628.  liue  this.  2241. 

1624.  shall  ye.     1631.  and  also  dronke.  2242. 

1632.  that  he.     1642.  hyne,  perhaps  rightly.  2291. 

1648.  an  householde  to.     1644.  For  wanting.  2314. 

1658.  to  God  wanting.  2342. 

1654.  do  lyke  wel  me.     1661.  a  hardy.  2362. 

1671.  ful  wanting.     1678.  for  wanting.  2368. 

1682.  wel  wanting.     1694.  I  me.  2381. 

1704.  Chaunged  it  should.  2384. 

1734.  same  day  at  nyght.     1741.  The  hyed.  2412. 

1751.  the  wanting.     1758.  masers  and.  2428. 

1754.  they  non.     1761.  they  toke.  2434. 

1762.  and  three.     1768.  And  hyed.  2442. 

1764.  wode  tree.  2444. 

1774.  Welcome  thou  art  to  me.  2451. 

1781.  And  so  is  that  good.  2454. 

1782.  That  thou  hast  brought  wyth  the.  2471. 
1792.  And  he  hath  send  the.  2474. 
1798.  His  cope.     1801.  advow.  2492. 
1811.  there  wanting.     1814.    at  his.  2521. 
1828.  coulde  his.     1841.  haue  nowe.  2561. 
1851.  I  se.     1858.  of  wanting :  a.  2562. 
1861.  tyndes  be.     1878.  Buske  the.  2594. 
1888.  afore.     1884.  sir  wanting.  2631. 
1898.  worthe  the.     1894.  now  betrayed.  2638. 
1912.  weU  wanting.     1921.  good  chere.  2664. 
1924.  lyfe  is  graunted.     1938.  commaunded.  2673. 
1941.  cote  a  pye.     1948.  toke.  2681. 
1951.  wight  yemen.  2688. 
1958.  shall :  in  that  sorte.  2691. 
1961.  that  proude.     1964.  sydes  do  smarte.  2692. 
1971.  chere  wanting.  2701. 
1984.  dwel  longe.     1991.  these.  2708-4 
2001.  Or  I  here  another  nyght  lye.  2711. 
2018.  the  best.  2721. 
202s.  Thou  shalt  neuer  wayte  me  skathe.  2724. 
2024.  nor  by.     2032.  by  day.     2041.  swore.  2732. 
2042.  he  wanting.     2044.  was  any  man.  2744. 
2052.  that  he  was  gone.  2758. 
2062.  Hode  wanting.     2064.  pay.  2762. 
2091.  walke  wanting :  into  the.  277*. 
209s.  And  loke  for  some  straunge.  2774. 
2094.  By  chaunce  you.     2102.  a  wanting.  2792. 
2103'4.  as  in  b.     2111.  sterte.     2112.  fraye.  2803. 
2121.  went  than  vnto.     2131.  as  he.  2838. 


can.     2144.  these  monkes. 

And  bende  we. 

harte.     2161.  but  lii  men. 

Make  you  yonder  preste. 

An  euell.     2202.  vnder  the. 

What  hyght  your. 

shall  sore  rewe.     2231.  a  bowe. 

Redy.     2234.  gan. 

twoo  and  fifty  wyght  yemen. 

abode  but.     2262.  whan  he  did  se. 

an.     2311.  The  made. 

serued  them. 

mote  I  thryue  or  the. 

Ye  nede  not  so  to  saye. 

hath  brought  it.     2371.  And  wanting. 

broughte.     2388.  the  eft  agayne. 

of  me.     2408.  right  wise. 

mayest.     242 J.  made  wanting. 

I  do  the  thanke. 

So  mote  I  thryue  or  the. 

not  out  one.     2448.  hast  nede. 

shall  I :  to  wanting. 

fyne  more  sayd. 

Thereof  I  wyll  haue. 

John  layd.     2478.  he  wanting. 

hundreth  poundes.     2484.  cost. 

that  tolde.     2498.  the  trust. 

And  she  haue  nede  of  ony. 

And  what  is  on  the  other  courser. 

sothe  we  must.     2568.  than  wanting. 

second  in  wanting. 

light  fro  his.     2632.  can. 

Right  curteysly.     2651.  good  Robin. 

They  would.     2671.  agayne. 

than  sayd.     267 4.  that  wanting. 

no  grefe :  printed  in  two  lines. 

dyd  helpe. 

Now,  by  my  treuthe  than  sayd. 

For  that,  knight,  thanke. 

poundes.     2708.  there. 

,  printed  in  one  line. 

than  wanting.     2718.  her  high. 

And  I  should  take  :  twyse. 

thou  art.     2731.  And  whan. 

laughed  and  made. 

Under  this  trusty.     2752.  fethered. 

gentyl  knyght. 

My  wyll  done  that  it  be. 

bye  the  a  hors. 

the  for  thy  (as  me,  be  for  my,  by). 

I  dyd  lende.     2802.  of  all  his. 

sytteth. 

they  that  shote  al  of  the  best. 


84 


117.    A  GEST  OF  ROBYN   HODB 


2834.  The  best     2841.  al  of  the  best. 

284s.  of  goodly.     2858.  fethers. 

286J.  his  trusty.     2868,  288*.  wyght  yemen. 

2871.  mery  yemen.     287*.  I  shall  knowe. 

288a.  Their  arowes  fethere  free. 

289s.  archers.     289*.  shote. 

2911.  can.     292s.  he  clefte. 

292*.  the  lylly  white.     2941.  Whan  that. 

294'.  than  was.     294*.  good  Robin. 

2951.  To  him.     295*.  gyft  full. 

295*.  than  would.     2962.  gan  the. 

2972.  Thus  chering. 

297*.  Another  promyse  thou  made  to  me. 

297*.  Within  the  wylde. 

2981.  And  I  had  ye  in  the  gr[e]ne  forest. 

2982.  trusty  tree.     298*.  me  leue. 
300*.  away  belyue.     301*.  Amonge  the. 
3021.  John  he  was  hort.     3022.  in  the. 
3032.  loues.     304*.  nowe  to. 

3052.  smite  thou  of. 

305 8.  woundes  so  wyde  and  longe. 

305*.  That  I  after  eate  no  breade. 

3061.  that  wanting.     3062.  slayne. 

306*.  Though  I  had  it  all  by  me. 

3071.  forbyd  that :  Much  then. 

307*.  Depart.     308*.  another  a  whyle. 

3121.  I  do  the  thankes  for  thy  comfort. 

3122-8.  And  for.     3131.  all  the.     3141.  Shutte. 

314*.  wall.     3151.  the  hote. 

3158.  Thou  shalt  these  xij  dayes  abide. 

3162.  Redye.     316*.  gan.     3172.  vnto  the. 

3178.  Howe  the  proude  shirife  began. 

3191.  can.     319s.  kepest  there.     319*.  lawes. 

320*.  am  true.     3212.  do  ye  no  more  vnto. 

322s.  he  went.     323*.  That  noble  were  and. 

3241.  He  wolde  :  had.     3248.  He  wold. 

3251.  the  kynge. 

3261.  Go  home,  thou  proude  sheryfe. 

3262.  the  bydde.     329*.  Therfore. 
3301.  Ther  he.     3308.  that  gentyl. 
3304.  and  by.     3311.  awayted  that. 

331*.  his  hauke.     3321.  'misprinted  To  be. 
332s.  him  home  to.     332*.  Ybounde. 
3332.  on  a  tree.     333*.  robin  hode  had  he. 
3341.  Then  the  lady  the.     3342.  a  wanting. 
3351.  to  the.     335*.  There  she  found. 
3361.  Robyn  Hode.     3368.  ladyes  loue. 
3371.  Let  thou.     3372.  to  be.     3378.  bound. 
3382.  so  wanting.     3388.  ytake. 
338*.  The  proude  shirife  than  sayd  she. 
339.  Only  this :  He  is  not  yet  passed  thre 

myles,  You  may  them  ouertake. 
3402.  a  man  :  ben.     3408.  mery  yemen. 


340*.  on  a  tree.     341s.  on  a  tree. 

3418>*.    And  by  him  that  al  thinges  maketh 

No  lenger  shall  dwell  with  me. 
3421.  ybent.     3432.  The  knight  would. 
343*.  And  yf  ye  he  may  him  take. 
343*.  Yquyte  than  shall  he  bee. 
344*.  gan  the.     3462.  so  fast.     346*.  That  is. 
3471.  full  wanting.     347*.  at  his. 
3492.  may  thou  thryue.     3498.  to  the. 
349*.  thou  wast     3511.  start. 
3512.  cut  into.     354*.  and  wanting. 
3551.  them  for  men.     3562.  vnderstode. 
3571.  the  compasse.     3572.  He  wend. 
3582.  a  one.     3588.  fyude  any.     359*.  eyes. 
3608.  He  should.     3612.  it  with.     364*.  to  no. 
3662.  By  halte.     366*.  And  vsed. 
368*.  That  we  be.     368*.  walked  :  by  your. 
3692.  on  the.     369*.  I  saye.     370*.  eyes. 
3711.  hastely.     3718.  They  were  all  in. 
371*.  thyther  blythe.     3752.  Standinge  by. 
3761.  toke  wanting.     376*.  you. 
377*.  Other  shyft  haue  not  we. 
3782.  And  good.     3808.  full  wanting. 
3818.  a.     381*.  I  would  geve  it  to  the. 

3822.  And  deuyde  it  than  did  he. 

3823.  Half  he  gaue  to.     3842.  He  hath  sent 
3848.  to  wanting.     384*.  and  to. 

3851.  brode  seale.     3852.  lete  me. 

387*.  trusty  tre.     3881.  he  had. 

388*.  fast  was.     3892.  he  can  it. 

3898.  wyght  yemen.     389*.  Came  runnyng. 

3912.  pene.     3921.  hastely :  dyght.    3922.  can. 

394*.  Blessed  may.     3952.  that  thou. 

3958.  maiest.     395*.  together  by  lente. 

396*.  ben.     3971.  werd.     3972.  can  the. 

3978.  fifty  space.     3982.  The. 

4001'2.  A  good  buffet  on  his  head  bare,  For 

that  shalbe  his  fyne. 
4008.  And  those:  fell  to. 
401*.  the  lilly  white  hande. 
404*.  And  than  he.     405*.  syr  wanting. 
4061.  the  kyng.     4072.  largely.     407*.  folded. 
4081.  geue.     408*.  a  tall.     4092.  can  wel. 
409*.  Togeder  they  gan.     4101.  Stedfastly  in. 
4112.  they  sawe.     411*.  wele. 
4121.  than  sayd  Robin.     4122.  this  trusty. 
412*.  for  me. 

4131.  And  yet  sayd  good  Robin. 

4132.  As  good  god  do  me.     4133.  aske  the. 
413*.  I  it.     4141.  than  wanting. 

4142.  Thy  peticion  I  graunt  the. 

4148.  So  y*  thou  wylt  leue. 

4151.  syr  wanting.    4152.  There  to. 


117.    A  GEST  OF  ROBYN   HODE 


85 


4171.  But  and  I  lyke  not.     4172.  I  wyll. 

417*.  I  was.    4182.  now  sell. 

419".  To  sel  to  me.     4201.  for  good. 

420".  And  other.     4211.  his  cote. 

4218.  had  so  ywys. 

4214.  They  clothed  them  full  soone. 

4228.  shal  we.     422*.  All  this  our  kyng  can. 

4231.  The  bent  their  bowes.     4242.  and  as. 

4248.  And  all  they  shot. 

4254.  kyng  whan  he  did  paye. 

4261.  the  kyng.     4281.  to  the  other  can. 

4291.  hastely.     4302.  them  to  come, 

4308.  sawe.     431*.  of  the.     4328.  Robin  hode. 

4331.  Robm  hode  :  dwelleth. 

4338.  That  he  had.     4342.  lay. 

4348.  and  squyers.     435 1.  all  gone. 

436*.  wend.     437*.  commended  for. 

4382.  Alas  what  shall  I  do.     4394.  my. 

4404.  And  there  would  I  faene  be. 

441  *.  might  no  time  this  seuen  nightes. 

4418.  Neyther  all  this.     441*.  eate  nor. 

4428.  wolward  haue  I.     4438.  nyghtes. 

4468.  I  haue  a  lyttell  lust.     4472.  can. 

4488.  wyght  yemen.     448*.  Came  runnyng. 

449*.  Under  the.     4501.  dwelleth. 

4502.  yeres.     4503.  Than  for  all. 

4522.  Donkester.     452".  wanting. 

4524.  For  euyll  mot  thou  the. 

Thus  endeth  the  lyfe  of  Robyn  hode. 

Title  and  heading  as  in  f . 
I2,  free  borne.     I4,  yfound. 
22.  Whilst :  on  the.     32.  leaned  vpon  a. 
3s.  stode  wanting. 

41.  Scathlock,  and  always.     42.  milners. 
48.  was  no.     51.  bespake  him.     58.  if  you, 
61.  hym  wanting :  Robin  hood.     62.  I  haue. 
68.  that  wanting.     64.  vnketh.     71.  wanting. 
78.  or  some  squire.     92.  The  other. 
98.  was  of.     94.  of  all  other.     101.  he  loued. 
II8.  what  way  we :  gone.     II4.  that  wanting. 
131.  than  wanting.     138.  you :  husbandman. 
134.  with  the.     141.  you.     144.  That  would. 
151.  These  wanting.     154.  ye  wanting. 
161.  be  wanting.     162.  shall  we. 
172.  goe  with. 

181.  Now  walke  ye  vp  vnto  the  shore. 
184.  By  chance  some  may  ye  meet. 
198.  him  then.     201.  went  anon  vnto. 
211.  looked  in.     212.  a  deine. 
218.  came  there. 

221.  All  drouftye,  perhaps  (wrongly)  drouslye : 
semblant. 


228.  on  the.     224.  The  other. 

231.  ouer  his  eyes.     234.  on  summers. 

241.  full  wanting.     244.  you. 

258.  you  wanting.     261.  is  your.     268.  is  a. 

264.  haue  I.     272.  bretheren  all  three. 

281.  went  that.     288.  eyes.     291.  vnto  the. 

292.  gan  him.     298.  he  did.     294.  downe  on. 

302.  thou  art.     308.  you  wanting. 

328.  right  wanting.     338.  neuer  so. 

334.  was  spread.     354.  that  wanting. 

361.  I  thanke  thee  knight  then  said. 

362.  when  I  haue. 

368.  By  God  I  was  neuer  so  greedy. 

371.  ere  you.     372.  Me  thinke  is. 

378.  dere  wanting. 

388.  Little  John :  Robin  hood. 

39l.  than  wanting.     401.  thou  haue. 

404.  I  shall.     414.  Not  any  peny. 

424.  halfe  a.     432.  full  lowe. 

434.  inowe  wanting.     451.  one  word. 

458.  thou  wert :  a  wanting.     461.  hast  be. 

462.  stroke.     464.  With  whores  hast  thou. 

471.  of  these.     47*.  An  hundreth  winters. 

474.  haue  be.     48l.  of  it.     482.  disgrast. 

491.  Within  2  or  3  yeares :  said  he. 

492.  wanting.     498,  558,  67s,  etc.  hundreth. 
502-8.  transposed.     502.  hath  shapen. 

504.  God  it  amend.     511.  than  wanting. 

512.  lost.     528.  winters.     531.  Lancashire. 

541.  landes  be.     562.  What  shall.    581.  eyes. 

588.  friends.     584.  ne  wanting. 

592.  a  one :  knowe  me.     598.  Whiles. 

604.  had  wanting. 

61  *.  misprinted  ruthe  they  went. 

612.  Much  also.     621.  friends. 

622.  borrowes :  will.     628.  than  wanting. 

624.  on  a.     631.  thy  iest :  than  wanting. 

632.  I  wiU.     638.  wiU  God.     641.  made  me. 

64s.  doth  misprinted  for  both. 

648.  me  wanting.     653.  yf  wanting. 

654.  faileth.     674.  it  well  tolde. 

688.  tolde  forth.     684.  eighteene  score. 

691.  Uttle  much.     692.  grieued.     69*.  fallen. 

704.  To  wrap.     71s.  much  rich. 

72a.  that  well  ymet  it.     731.  And  of. 

73a.  leped  ouer.     734.  for  wanting. 

741.  full  wanting:  laught. 

748.  the  better  measure.     744.  By  God  it  cost 

751.  than  wanting.     752.  All  vnto  R. 

758.  an.     75*.  all  his  good. 

761.  God  lend  that  it  be.     782.  clene. 

784.  bring  them.     798.  months. 

794.  Vnder  the.     818.  the  wanting. 


86 


117.    A  GEST  OF  ROBYN  HODE 


88*. 
90*. 
931. 
943. 


822.  he  thought 

834.  came.     841.  spake  the. 

858.  vpon  wanting. 

868.  months :  there  wanting.     871.  wanting. 

87s.  land  and  fee.     874,  95*.     Disherited. 

a.     88*.  lay  it     892.  is  his.     894.  sore. 

You  doe  him.     924.  pounds. 

and  high.     93a.  Stert     938.  The  high. 

taken.     95s.  comes.     961.  not  wanting. 
968.  to  them.     981.  wanting. 
1008.  best  corse.     100*.  I  wanting. 
1011.  them  to.     1018.  come  there. 
1024.  saluted.     1034.  me  my. 
1042.  hath  made.     1054.  To  desire  of. 
1064.  defend  me  against     109a.  wanting. 
110s.  thy  lande.     Ill1,  then  wanting. 
1122.  Send.     1131.  on  them.     1132.  wanting. 
1134.  Step  thee  :  of  the.     1161.  tournaments. 
1162.  farre  that.     1172.  a  wanting. 
117s.  Or  else  :  safely  say. 
1184.  Ye  get  not  my  land  so. 

1191.  thousand  pound  more. 

1192.  were  thou.     1212.  that  wanting. 
Hadst 

I  would  haue  rewarded  thee. 


121s. 
1214. 


1222.  royall  cheere.     1224.  gan. 
1232.  to  thee.     1234.  on  a. 


1241. 

1283. 
1294. 


and  you.     1242.  held. 

had  not.     1292.  is  wanting. 

came  on  the.     1303.  got. 
1328.  And  nocked  they  were  with. 
133*.  suite.     1348.  And  rode. 
1351.  As  he  went  vp  a  bridge  was. 
1361>2.  wanting.     1363.  with  a. 
137 2.  in  good.     137s.  that  wanting. 
138s.  friend  bested.     1384.  Yslaine. 
1392.  where  that.     1393.  the  yeoman. 
1394.  the  loue.     1402.  him  in  feare. 
1411.  all  wanting.     1421.  markes. 
1424.  And  drinke.     1432.  that  the. 


1434 
1464 
1481 
1484 
1492 


the  wanting.     1462.  alway  claue. 

gan.     1474.  euer  I  did  see. 

me  thou.     1488.  wast  thou. 

wonning.     1491.    sir  wanting. 

al  wanting.     1502.  Wilt. 
1518.  ye  get  leave.     1528.  to  him  anon. 
1532.  He  giue  vs.     1541.  me  wanting. 
1544.  he  had  yet     1551.  befell.    1554.  forgot. 
1562.  the  wanting.     1568.  to  wanting. 
1564.  me  meat.     1572.  Fasting  so  long  to. 
1573.  sir  wanting.     1574.  giue  thou. 
1581.  Shalt  neither  eat  nor  drinke. 
1591.  was  vncourteous.     1592.  on  the. 


1601.  a  rappe.     1602.  backe  yede  nigh. 

1608.  liueth :  winters.    1604.  he  still  shall  goe. 

161 2.  ope.     1618.  there  :  a  large. 

1614.  and  wine.     1621.  you. 

1628.  you  liue  this.     1624.  shall  ye. 

1631.  eat  and  also  drunke.      1638.  in  the. 

1641.  my.     1642.  hine  :  perhaps  rightly. 

1648.  an  housholde  for. 

1658.  to  God  wanting.     1654.  doe  like  well. 

1661.  and  a.     1671.  ful  wanting. 

1672.  toke  wanting.     1678.  for  wanting . 

1682.  well  wanting.     1694.  euer  I  saw  yet. 

1704.  changed  it  should.     1714.  we  will. 

173s.  ylke  day  at.     1741.  They  hied. 

1742.  they  could.     174".  full  wanting. 

1744.  euery  one.     1751.  the  wanting. 

1758.  niasers  and.     1754.  they  none. 

1761.  Also  they.     1762.  and  three. 

1768.  And  hied  them  to.     1764.  wood  tree. 

1778.  And  thou. 

1774.  Welcome  thou  art  to  me. 

1781.  And  so  is  that  good  yeoman. 

1782.  That  thou  hast  brought  with. 

1792.  He  hath  sent  thee  here.     1798.  His  cup. 

1802.  And  by.     1811.  there  wanting. 

1818.  he  ran  wanting.     1814.  at  his. 

1822.  hound.     1828.  could  his. 

1831.  saue  thee.     1832.  you  saue. 

1834.  haue  you.     1841.  haue  now  be  in  the. 

1851.  I  see.     1858.  of  wanting. 

1861.  tindes  be.     1871.  my. 

187s.  Buske  thee.     1882.  A  foote. 

188s.  afore.     1884.  sir  wanting. 

1898.  worth  thee.     1894.  nowe  wanting. 

1901.  Litell  wanting.     1912.  well  wanting. 

1921.  Make  good.     1922.  of /or  for. 

1924.  life  is  graunted.     1931.  had  all. 

1938.  commanded.     1934.  hose  and  shoone. 

1941.  coate  a  pie.     1948.  tooke. 

1951.  wight  yeomen. 

1958.  That  they  shall  lie  in  that  sorte. 

1961.  lay  that.     1964.  sides  doe  smart. 

1971.  chere  wanting.     1984.  dwell  long. 

1991.  All  this. 

2001.  Or  I  heere  an  other  night  lie. 

2002.  I  pray.     2008.  my:  to  morne. 
2004.  wanting.     2018.  the  best. 

202s.  Thou  shalt :  wait :  scath.    2024.  nor  by. 
2032.  or  else  by.     2042.  home  againe  to. 
2048.  as  wanting.     2044.  was  any  man. 
2052.  that  he  was  gon.     2062.  But  Robin  said. 
2064.  pay.     207s.  dare  sweare. 
2091.  walke  wanting :  into  the. 


117.    A  GEST   OP  ROBYN   HODE 


87 


2098.  And  looke  for  some  strange. 

2094.  By  chance  you.     2102.  a  wanting. 

2103-4.  as  in  b,  excepting  goods  for  good. 

2112.  in  a  fray.     2121.  went  then  vnto. 

2131.  as  they.     2138.  They  were  ware. 

2144.  These  monkes.     2152.  And  bend  we. 

2158.  looke  our. 

2161.  hath  but  fifty  and  two  man. 

216*.  royall.     2171.  Bretheren. 

2182.  Make  you  yonder  priest.     2201.  An. 

2211.  What  hight  your.     2222.  sore  rue. 

2231.  abowe.     2232.  Ready. 

2234.  ground  he  gan. 

2241.  two  and  fiftie  wight  yeomen. 

2242.  abode  but.     2258.  Hode  wanting. 
2261.  downe.     2262.  when  he  did. 
2264.  let  it.     2291.  blowe  we. 

231*.  serued  him.     232».  you. 

2342.  So  mote  I  thriue  of  thee. 

2362.  You  neede  not  so  to  say. 

236s.  hath  brought  it.     2371.  And  wanting. 

2381.  hast  the  mony  brought. 

2388.  eft  againe.     2384.  need  of.     2401.  my. 

241 2.  not  denay.     2421.  made  wanting. 

242*.  I  doe  thee  thanke.     2432.  Truth. 

2434.  So  mought  I  thriue  and  thee. 

2442.  not  take  one.     2448.  hast  need  of. 

2444.  shall  I :  to  wanting. 

2451.  finde  more  said.    2458.  spending-money. 

2454.  Thereof  I  will  haue. 

2464.  penny  let  me.     2471.  John  laid. 

2472.  he  wanting.     2474.  Eight  hundreth. 

2488.  true  now.     248*.  cost. 

2492.  Monke  that.     2511.  and  to. 

2518.  need  of.     2521.  haue  need  of  any. 

2561.  And  what  is  in  ye  other  coffer. 

2562.  we  must.     2568.  than  wanting. 
2582.  he  wanting.     2594.  or  D. 
2631.  light  from  his.     2632.  can. 
2638.  Right  for  So  :  down. 

2651.  bespake  good  Robin  :  Hode  wanting. 

2668.  For  wanting.     2664.  They  would. 

2678.  then  said.     267*.  And  that. 

2681.  take  no  griefe.     2683.  did  I  helpe. 

2684.  they  put.     2691.  Now  by  my  truth  then. 

2692.  For  that  knight  thanke. 

2701.  than  wanting. 

2703.  there  is  :  also  wanting. 

2711.  then  said.     2718.  her  hie. 

2721.  And  I  should  take  it  twice. 

2722.  forme.     2731.  And  when. 

273a.  He  laughed  and  made.    2744.  this  trusty. 
2751.  do  he  said.     2752.  fethered. 


2758.  the  gentle. 

2762.  My  will  doone  that  it  be. 

2768.  Go  and  fetch  me  foure  :  pounds. 

2778.  buye  thee.     2788.  shalt  not. 

2784.  Whilste  I.     2791.  well  for. 

2792.  I  did  send.     280a.  of  all  his. 

2808.  sitteth.     2811.  take.     2812.  wend. 

283s.  And  they  that  shoote  all  of  the  best. 

2834.  The  best.     2841.  all  of  the  best. 

2848.  of  goodly.    2851.  he  should. 

285".  and  feathers.     2854.  the  like. 

2862.  his  trusty. 

2868.  ye  ready  you  wight  yeomen. 

2871.  merry  yeomen.     287s.  I  shall  know. 

2882.  Their  takles. 

2888.  of  wanting  :  wight  yeomen. 

2898.  were:  archers.     2894.  shot. 

2911.  The  first.     2914.  the  buttes  where. 

2922.  he  claue.     2924.  lilly-white. 

they  would.     2948.  then  was. 

To  him.     2958.  guiit  full. 

then  would.    2962.  A  great  horn  gan  he. 

be  to  thee.     2972.  Thus  cheering. 

An  other  promise  thou  madest  to  me. 

Within  the  greene. 

But  and  I  had  thee  there  againe. 

the  trusty.     2988.  giue  me. 
3004. 


2934. 
2951. 
2954. 
2971. 
2978. 
2974. 
2981. 
2982. 
299s.  was  tome. 


away  beliue. 


3011.  broke.     3014.  the  for  that. 

3021.  he  was.     3022.  on  the  knee. 

3032.  you  loued.     3052.  thou  off. 

305s.  wounds  so  wide  and  long. 

3054.  That  I  after  eat  no  bread. 

3061.  that  wanting.     3062.  wert  slaine. 

3064.  Though  I  had  it  all  by  me. 

3071.  forbid  that :  Much  then. 

3074.  Depart. 

3088.  he  set.     3102.  of  the. 

3118.  be  thou  wanting. 

3121.  I  do  thee  thanke  for. 

3122-8.  And  for.     3131.  aU  the. 

3144.  the  wall.     3151.  thee  hite. 

3152.  And  sweare. 

3158.  Thou  shalt  these  twelue  daies  abide  with 

me. 

3162.  Ready  and.     3164.  gan. 
3172.  hearken  vnto  the.    317*.  sheriffe  began. 
3198.  there :  enemie^.     3194.  all  law. 
3201.  what  I.     3204.  a  wanting. 
3212.  doe  ye.     3218.  you  wit  your. 
322s.  he  went.     3234.  noble  were  and. 
3241.  He  would :  had.     324s.  He  would. 
3251.  said  the.     3254.  will  I. 


117.    A  GEST  OF  ROBYN  HODE 


3261.  Goe  home  thou  proude  :  sayde  our  kynge 
wanting. 

3262.  I  you  bid.     3294.  Therefore  had. 
3301.  there  he.     3308.  that  gentle. 
3311.  Euer  awaited  that     3312.  of  the. 
331*.  hishauke. 

3321.  To  betray  this  gentle  knight. 

332«.  him  home.     3324.  Ybound. 

3332.  on  a  tree.     333s.  had  rather  then  a. 

333*.  That  Robin  hood  had  hee. 

3341.  Then  the  lady  the.     3342.  a  wanting. 

3351.  to  the.     3358.  There  found  she. 

3354.  merry  menye.     336s.  loue  for  sake. 

3371.  Let  thou.     3378.  bound. 

3382.  so  wanting.     338».  thy  lord  ytake. 

338*.  The  proud  sheriffe  then  said  she. 

339.  he- is  not  yet  passed  three  miles, 

you  may  them  ouertake : 

340.  Vp  then  start  good  Robin, 

as  a  man  that  had  been  wake  : 
Buske  ye,  my  merry  yeomen, 

for  him  that  dyed  on  a  tree. 
341 2.  on  a  tree. 

3418.  And  by  him  that  all  things  maketh. 
341*.  shall  dwell.     3421.  ybent.     3422.  More. 
342».  they  spared  none.     3432.  The  knight. 
3438.  if  ye  may  him  ouertake. 
3434.  then  shall  he.     3444.  gan. 
3452.  so  fast.     345*.  thy  boote. 
3471.  full  wanting.     3472.  at  his. 
3491.  the  for  thou.     3492.  may  thou. 
3498.  to  thee. 

350s.  it  on.     3504.  driue.     3512.  cut  in. 
3532.  leasind.     354*.  hode  if. 
3551.  them  for  men.     356s.  vnderstood. 
3564.  all  the  knights  land. 
357 l.  The  compasse  of.     3572.  wend. 
3582.  many  a  one.     3588.  finde  any. 
3594.  eyes.     3602.  vnto.     3608.  He  should. 
360*.  of  for  at.     3612.  it  with.     3628.  O  my. 
3642.  his  best.     3648.  to  no.     3662.  halt. 
3668.  he  slew.     3664.  And  vsed. 
368a.  now  be.     3688.  by  your. 
368*.  a  monks.     3691.  lodesman. 
3692.  on  the.     369*.  come  at. 
370*.  eyes.      3711.  hastily. 
3718.  They  were  all :  monks  weeds. 
3714.  thither  blithe. .,  3724.  to  wanting. 
3741.  soinmer.     3748.  Vntill.     3752.  by  the. 
3768.  sayd  wanting.     376*.  you. 
3774.  Other  shift  haue  not  wee. 
3782.  good  for  gold.     3808.  fuU  wanting. 
3811.  I  wanting.     3818.  an. 


381 4.  I  would  giue  it  to  thee. 

3822.  And  deuided  it  then  did  he.    ' 

3828.  Halfe  he  gaue  to.     3824.  to  wanting. 

3832.  Syr  wanting.    3842.  He  hath  sent 

3851.  broad  scale.    3868.  be  my. 

3871.  tyding.     3874.  the  trusty. 

3881.  he  had.     388*.  full  was  fast. 

3892.  gan  it.     389*.  wight  yeomen. 

3894.  running  for  redy.     3921.  hastily:  dight 

3922.  can.     393*.  the  good  ale  browne. 

3944.  may  thou.     3951.  I  for  we. 

3952.  Or  that     3958.  maist.     395*.  be  lend. 

396*.  beene.     3972.  can. 

4001'2.  A  good  buffet  on  his  head  beare  for 

this  shall  be  his  fine. 
4008.  And  those :  fell  in.     4012.  claue. 
4014.  lilly  white.     4032.  Fore  :  freends  faire. 
4038.  of  wanting.     4042.  then  for  thus. 
4054.  syr  wanting.     4061.  said  ye. 
4062.  be  for  by,  as  often.     4072.  largely. 
4074.  folded.     4084.  a  tall  frier.     4092.  can. 
4094.  gan  they  meet.     4102.    Stedfast  in. 
4111.  the  said  !     4112.  sawe. 
4121.  said  Robin  to.     4122.  this  trusty. 
4124.  and  for  mee. 

4131.  And  yet  said  good  R. 

4132.  As  good  God  do  me.     4138.  aske  thee. 
4134.  I  it.     4141.  than  wanting. 

4142.  Thy  petition  I  graunt  thee. 

4148.  So  that  thou  wilt  leaue. 

415  *.  syr  wanting.     4152.  There  to  dwell. 

4171.  But  and  I  like  not.     4172.  I  wiU. 

4174.  I  was.     4182.  nowe  wanting. 

4198.  To  seU.     4211.  his  cote. 

4218.  had  so  ywis. 

4214.  They  clothed  them  full.    4222.  the  gray. 

4228.  Now  shall  we.     4224.  All  this :  can. 

4231.  They  bent  their.     4248.  And  all  they. 

4254.  king  when  he  did  pay.     4261.  said  the. 

4264.  I  shot.     4281.  togither  can. 

4284.  leaueth  not  one.     4291.  hastely. 

4302.  to  come  againe.     4308.  saw  our. 

4314.  of  the.     4328.  Robin  hood. 

4331.  Robin  hood  dwelled. 

4338.  That  he  had.     4348.  and  squires. 

4344.  a  great.     4351.  gone. 

4354.  hym  wanting.     4362.  faire. 

4364.  wend.     4378.  was  commended  for  the. 

4382.  Alas  what  shall  I  doe. 

4404.  there  would  I  faine  be. 

4411.  might  no  time  this :  nights. 

4412.  one  for  ne.     441 8.  all  this. 
4414.  nor  for  ne.     4428.  haue  I. 


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89 


4438.  nights.     446*.  I  haue  a  little  lust  for. 
447a.  can.     4488.  wight  yeomen. 
4484.  running  for  redy.     4494.  Vnder  the. 
4502.  yeeres.     4508.  Then  for  dred. 
4522.  Dankastre.     452*.  wanting. 


452*. 
455". 


For  euill :  they  thee. 
good  wanting. 


Thus  endeth  the  life  of  Robin  hood 


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'  Guye  of  Gisborne,'  Percy  MS.,  p.  262  ;  Hales  and  Furnivall,  II,  227. 


FIRST  printed  in  the  Reliques  of  Ancient 
English  Poetry,  1765,  I,  74,  and,  with  less 
deviation  from  the  original,  in  the  fourth  edi- 
tion, 1794,  I,  81.  Reprinted  from  the  Re- 
liques in  Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  1795,  I,  114. 

Robin  Hood  has  had  a  dream  that  he  has 
been  beaten  and  bound  by  two  yeomen,  who 
have  taken  away  his  bow.  He  vows  that  he 
will  have  vengeance,  and  sets  out  in  search 
of  them  with  Little  John.  Robin  and  John 
shoot  as  they  go,  till  they  come  to  the  green- 
wood and  see  a  yeoman  leaning  against  a  tree, 
clad  in  a  horse-hide,  with  head,  tail,  and  mane. 
John  proposes  to  go  to  the  yeoman  to  ask  his 
intentions.  Robin  considers  this  to  be  forward 
of  John,  and  speaks  so  roughly  to  him  that 
John  parts  company,  and  returns  to  Barns- 
dale.  Things  are  in  a  bad  way  there :  the 
sheriff  of  Nottingham  has  attacked  Robin's 
band  ;  two  have  been  slain ;  Scarlett  is  flying, 
and  the  sheriff  in  pursuit  with  seven  score 
men.  John  sends  an  arrow  at  the  pursuers, 
which  kills  one  of  them ;  but  his  bow  breaks, 
and  John  is  made  prisoner  and  tied  to  a  tree. 

Robin  learns  from  the  man  in  horse-hide 
that  he  is  seeking  Robin  Hood,  but  has  lost 
his  way.  Robin  offers  to  be  his  guide,  and  as 
they  go  through  the  wood  proposes  a  shoot- 
ing-match. Both  shoot  well,  but  Robin  so 
much  the  better  that  the  other  breaks  out  into 

*  The  sheriff  flees  from  Barnsdale  "towards  his  house 
in  Nottingham,"  in  stanza  57.  In  fact,  though  these  places 

VOL.    III.  12 


expressions  of  admiration,  and  asks  his  name. 
Tell  me  thine  first,  says  Robin.  "  I  am  Guy 
of  Gisborne ;  "  "  and  I  Robin  Hood,  whom 
thou  long  hast  sought,"  They  fight  fiercely 
for  two  hours  ;  Robin  stumbles  and  is  hit,  but 
invokes  the  Virgin's  aid,  leaps  up  and  kills 
Guy.  He  nicks  Guy's  face  so  that  it  cannot 
be  recognized,  throws  his  own  green  gown 
over  the  body,  puts  on  the  horse-hide,  and 
blows  Guy's  horn.  The  sheriff  hears  in  the 
sound  tidings  that  Guy  has  slain  Robin,  and 
thinks  it  is  Guy  that  he  sees  coming  in  the 
horse-hide.  The  supposed  Guy  is  offered  any- 
thing that  he  will  ask,  but  will  take  no  re- 
ward but  the  boon  of  serving  the  knave  as 
he  has  the  master.  Robin  hies  to  Little  John, 
looses  him,  and  gives  him  Sir  Guy's  bow. 
The  sheriff  takes  to  flight,  but  cannot  outrun 
John's  arrow,  which  cleaves  his  heart. 

The  beginning,  and  perhaps  the  develop- 
ment, of  the  story  might  have  been  more  lucid 
but  for. verses  lost  at  the  very  start.  Robin 
Hood  dreams  of  two  yeomen  that  beat  and 
bind  him,  and  goes  to  seek  them,  "  in  green- 
wood where  they  be."  Sir  Guy  being  one,  the 
other  person  pointed  at  must  of  course  be  the 
sheriff  of  Nottingham  (who  seems  to  be  be- 
yond his  beat  in  Yorkshire,*  but  outlaws  can 
raise  no  questions  of  jurisdiction),  in  league 
with  Sir  Guy  (a  Yorkshireman,  who  has  done 

are  fifty  miles  apart,  this  ballad  treats  them  as  adjacent. 
See  p.  50  f . 


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many  a  curst  turn)  for  the  capture  or  slaying 
of  Robin.  The  dream  simply  foreshadows 
danger  from  two  quarters.  But  Robin  Hood 
is  nowhere  informed,  as  we  are,  that  the 
sheriff  is  out  against  him  with  seven  score 
men,  has  attacked  his  camp,  and  taken  John 
prisoner.  He  knows  nothing  of  this  so  far 
on  as  stanza  458,  where,  after  killing  Guy,  he 
says  he  will  go  to  Barnsdale  to  see  how  his 
men  are  faring.  Why  then  does  he  make  his 
arrangements  in  stanzas  42-452,  before  he  re- 
turns to  Barnsdale,  to  pass  himself  off  for  Sir 
Guy  ?  Plainly  this  device  is  adopted  with  the 
knowledge  that  John  is  a  prisoner,  and  as  a 
means  of  delivering  him ;  which  all  that  fol- 
lows shows.  Our  embarrassment  is  the  greater 
because  we  cannot  point  out  any  place  in  the 
story  at  which  the  necessary  information  could 
have  been  conveyed  ;  there  is  no  cranny  where 
it  could  have  been  thrust  in.  It  will  not  be 
enough,  therefore,  to  suppose  that  verses  have 
dropped  out ;  there  must  also  have  been  a  con- 
siderable derangement  of  the  story. 

The  abrupt  transition  from  the  introductory 
verses,  1,  21'2,  is  found  in  Adam  Bell,  and  the 
like  occurs  in  other  ballads. 

A  fragment  of  a  dramatic  piece  founded  on 
the  ballad  of  Guy  of  Gisborne  has  been  pre- 
served in  manuscript  of  the  date  of  1475,  or 
earlier.*  In  this,  a  knight,  not  named,  en- 
gages to  take  Robin  Hood  for  the  sheriff,  and 
is  promised  gold  and  fee  if  he  does.  The 
knight  accosts  Robin,  and  proposes  that  they 
shoot  together.  They  shoot,  cast  the  stone, 
cast  the  axle-tree,  perhaps  wrestle  (for  the 

*  Formerly  among  Sir  John  Fenn's  papers  (for  the  his- 
tory of  which  see  Gairdner,  Paston  Letters,  I,  vii.  ff ) ;  now 
in  the  possession  of  Mr  William  Aldis  Wright,  of  Trinity 
College,  Cambridge.  The  fragment,  Mr  Wright  informs 
me,  is  written  on  a  paper  which  was  evidently  the  last  half- 
leaf  of  a  folio  MS.  On  the  back  are  various  memoranda, 
and  among  them  this :  Itm.  Rd  of  Rechard  Wytway,  penter 
[or  penter],  for  hes  hosse  rent,  in  full  payment,  Ix  [ix?]  s', 
the  vij  day  of  November,  a°  Ed.  iiija  xv  [1475].  The  gram- 
matical forms  of  themselves  warrant  our  putting  the  compo- 
sition further  back.  This  interesting  relic  has  already  been 
printed  in  Notes  and  Queries,  First  Series,  XII,  321,  from 
a  very  incorrect  copy  made  by  Dr  Stukely.  It  is  given  here 
from  a  transcript  made  for  me  by  Henry  Bradshaw,  of  hon- 
ored memory.  Mr  Wright  has  compared  this  with  the 


knight  has  a  fall),  then  fight  to  the  utterance. 
Robin  has  the  mastery,  cuts  off  the  knight's 
head,  and  dons  his  clothes,  putting  the  head 
into  his  hood.  He  hears  from  a  man  who 
comes  along  that  Robin  Hood  and  his  men 
have  been  taken  by  the  sheriff,  and  says,  Let 
us  go  kill  the  sheriff.  Then  follows,  out  of 
the  order  of  time,  as  is  necessary  in  so  brief  a 
piece,  the  capture  of  Friar  Tuck  and  the 
others  by  the  sheriff.  The  variations  from 
the  Percy  MS.  story  may  be  arbitrary,  or  may 
be  those  of  another  version  of  the  ballad.  The 
friar  is  called  Tuck,  as  in  the  other  play :  see 
Robin  Hood  and  the  Potter. 

*  Syr  sheryffe',  for  thy  sake, 
Robyn  Hode  wull  Y  take.' 

'  I  wyll  the  gyffe  golde  and  fee,  . 
This  beheste  ]>ou  liolde  me.' 

'  Robyn  Hode,  ffayre  and  fre, 
Vndre  this  lynde  shote  we.' 
'  With  the  shote  Y  wyll, 
Alle  thy  lustes  to  full  fyll.' 

4  Have  at  the  pryke ! ' 

'  And  Y  cleue  the  styke.' 

4  Late  vs  caste  the  stone.' 

'  I  graunte  well,  be  Seynt  John.' 

4  Late  vs  caste  the  exaltre.' 

'  Have  a  foote  be-fore  the  ! 

Syr  knyght,  ye  haue  a  falle.' 

1  And  I  the,  Robyn,  qwyte  shall.' 

'  Owte  on  the !     I  blowe  myn  home.' 

'  Hit  ware  better  be  vnborne.' 

'  Lat  vs  fyght  at  ottraunce.' 

*  He  that  fleth,  God  gyfe  hym  myschaunce" ! 

original,  and  given  me  the  history  of  the  paper,  so  far  as 
known. 

This  paper,  as  far  as  we  can  see,  came  into  Sir  John 
Fenn's  hands  in  company  with  the  Paston  Letters.  In  a  let- 
ter of  the  date  1473,  Sir  John  Paston  writes :  W.  Woode, 
whyche  promysed  ...  he  wold  never  goo  fro  me,  and  ther 
uppon  I  have  kepyd  hym  thys  iii  yer  to  pleye  Seynt  Jorge, 
and  Robyn  Hod  and  the  Shryff  off  Nottyngham,  and  now, 
when  I  wolde  have  good  horse,  he  is  gone  into  Bernysdale, 
and  I  without  a  keeper.  Fenn,  Original  Letters,  etc.,  1787, 
II,  134,  cited  by  Ritson ;  Gairdner,  Paston  Letters,  III,  89. 
The  play  cited  above  might  be  called  one  of  Robin  Hood 
and  the  Sheriff  of  Nottingham,  and  may  possibly  have  been 
the  very  one  in  which  William  Wood  was  used  to  perform, 
before  he  went  "  into  Barnysdale,"  that  is,  ran  away  from 
service. 


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91 


Now  I  haue  the  maystry  here, 
Off  I  smyte  this  sory  swyre. 
This  knyghtys  clothis  wolle  I  were', 
And  in  my  hode  his  hede  woll  here. 
Welle  mete,  felowg  myn : 
What  herst  ]>ou  of  gode  Robyn  ? ' 
'  Robyn  Hode  and  his  menye 
With  the  sheryff  takyn  be.' 
'  Sette  on  foote  with  gode  wyll, 
And  the  sheryffe  wull  we  kyll.' 

'  Beholde  wele  Ffrere  Tukg, 

Howe  he  dothe  his  bowe  pluke. 

3eld  yow,  syrs,  to  the  sheryff[e], 

Or  elles  shall  yowr  bowgs  clyffe.' 

'  Nowe  we  be  bownden  alle  in  same  ; 

Frere  [T]uke,  J>is  is  no  game.' 

*  Co[m]e  )wu  forth,  pou  fals  outlawe  : 

f)ou  shall  b[e]  hangyde  and  ydrawe.' 

'  Now,  alias !  what  shall  we  doo  ! 

We  [m]oste  to  the  prysone  goo.' 

'  Opy[n]  the  yatis  faste  anon, 

An[d]  [d]oo  theis  thevys  ynne  gon.'  * 

Ritson  pointed  out  that  Guy  of  Gisborne  is 
named  with  "  other  worthies,  it  is  conjectured 
of  a  similar  stamp,"  in  a  satirical  piece  of 
William  Dunbar,  '  Of  Sir  Thomas  Norray.' 


Was  never  vyld  Robeine  wnder  bewch, 
Nor  }et  Roger  of  Clekkinsklewch, 

So  bauld  a  bairne  as  he ; 
Gy  of  Gysburne,  na  Allan  Bell, 
Nor  Simones  sonnes  of  Quhynfell, 

At  schot  war  nevir  so  slie.t 

Ed.  John  Small,  Part  II,  p.  193. 

Gisburne  is  in  the  West  Riding  of  York- 
shire, on  the  borders  of  Lancashire,  seven 
miles  from  Clitheroe. 

He  that  had  neither  beene  a  kithe  nor  kin 
Might  haue  scene  a  full  fayre  sight,  361'2, 

anticipates  Byron :  — 

By  heaven,  it  is  a  splendid  sight  to  see, 

For  one  who  hath  no  friend,  no  brother,  there. 
Childe  Harold,  I,  401-2. 

Translated,  after  Percy's  Reliques,  by  Bod- 
mer,  II,  128  ;  La  Motte  Fouque",  in  Biisching's 
Erzahlungen,  p.  241 ;  Doenniges,  p.  174 ;  An- 
astasius  Grim,  p.  103 ;  Cesare  Cantu,  Docu- 
menti,  etc.,  p.  799  (the  first  thirty-seven 
stanzas). 


1  WHEN  shawes  beene  sheene,  and  shradds  full 

fayre, 

And  leeues  both  large  and  longe, 
Itt  is  merrry,  walking  in  the  fayre  fforrest, 
To  heare  the  small  birds  songe. 

2  The  woodweele  sang,  and  wold  not  cease, 

Amongst  the  leaues  a  lyne  : 
And  it  is  by  two  wight  yeomen, 
By  deare  God,  that  I  meane. 


'  Me  thought  they  did  mee  beate  and  binde, 

And  tooke  my  bow  mee  froe  ; 
If  I  bee  Robin  a-liue  in  this  lande, 

I  'le  be  wrocken  on  both  them  to  we.' 


4  '  Sweauens  are  swift,  master,'  quoth  John, 

'  As  the  wind  that  blowes  ore  a  hill ; 
Ffor  if  itt  be  neuer  soe  lowde  this  night, 
To-morrow  it  may  be  still.' 

5  *  Buske  yee,  bowne  yee,  my  merry  men  all, 

Ffor  lohn  shall  goe  with  mee ; 
For  I  'le  goe  seeke  yond  wight  yeomen 
In  greenwood  where  the  bee.' 

6  The  cast  on  their  gowne  of  greene, 

A  shooting  gone  are  they, 
Vntill  they  came  to  the  merry  greenwood, 

Where  they  had  gladdest  bee  ; 
There  were  the  ware  of  [a]  wight  yeoman, 

His  body  leaned  to  a  tree. 


*  The  [d]oo  in  the  last  line  is  not  quite  certain.  I  am 
not  sure  that  the  parts  are  always  rightly  assigned  in  the 
third  dialogue. 

t  Norray  should  be  Nornee,  or  Norny,  the  name  of  a 


court  fool.  He  is  mentioned  in  James  TVs  Treasurer's  Ac- 
counts, 1503-12.  See  Laing's  Dunbar,  II,  307  f.  Allan 
Bell  being  sly  at  shot,  it  is  probable  that  Allan  is  miswrit- 
ten  in  the  MS.  for  Adam. 


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7  A  sword  and  a  dagger  he  wore  by  his  side, 

Had  beene  many  a  mans  bane, 
And  he  was  cladd  in  his  capull-hyde, 
Topp,  and  tayle,  and  mayne. 

8  '  Stand  you  still,  master?  quoth  Litle  lohn, 

'  Vnder  this  trusty  tree, 
And  I  will  goe  to  yond  wight  yeoman, 
To  know  his  meaning  truly e.' 

9  '  A,  lohn,  by  me  thou  setts  noe  store, 

And  that's  a  ffarley  thinge  ; 

How  offt  send  I  my  men  beffore, 

And  tarry  my-self  e  behinde  ? 

10  '  It  is  noe  cunning  a  knaue  to  ken, 

And  a  man  but  heare  him  speake ; 
And  itt  were  not  for  bursting  of  my  bowe, 
lohn,  I  wold  thy  head  breake.' 

11  But  often  words  they  breeden  bale, 

That  parted  Robin  and  lohn ; 
lohn  is  gone  to  Barn[e]sdale, 
The  gates  he  knowes  eche  one. 

12  And  when  hee  came  to  Barnesdale, 

Great  heauinesse  there  hee  hadd ; 
He  Sound  two  of  his  fellowes 
Were  slaine  both  in  a  slade, 

13  And  Scarlett  a  ffoote  flyinge  was, 

Ouer  stockes  and  stone, 
For  the  sheriffe  with  seuen  score  men 
Fast  after  him  is  gone. 

14  '  Yett  one  shoote  I  'le  shoote,'  sayes  Litle  lohn, 

'  With  Crist  his  might  and  mayne  ; 
I  'le  make  yond  fellow  that  flyes  soe  fast 
To  be  both  glad  and  ffaine. 

15  lohn  bent  vp  a  good  veiwe  bow, 

And  ffetteled  him  to  shoote  ; 
The  bow  was  made  of  a  tender  boughe, 
And  fell  downe  to  his  foote. 

16  'Woe  worth  thee,  wicked  wood,'  sayd  Litle 

lohn, 

'  That  ere  thou  grew  on  a  tree ! 
Ffor  this  day  thou  art  my  bale, 
My  boote  when  thou  shold  bee  ! ' 


And  it  mett  one  of  the  sheriff es  men ; 
Good  William  a  Trent  was  slaine/ 

18  It  had  beene  better  for  William  a  Trent 

To  hange  vpon  a  gallowe 
Then  for  to  lye  in  the  greenwoode, 
There  slaine  with  an  arrowe. 

19  And  it  is  sayd,  when  men  be  mett, 

Six  can  doe  more  then  three  : 
And  they  haue  tane  Litle  lohn, 
And  bound  him  ffast  to  a  tree. 

20  '  Thou  shalt  be  drawen  by  dale  and  downe,' 

quoth  the  sheriffe, 
'  And  hanged  hye  on  a  hill :  ' 
'  But  thou  may  ffayle,'  quoth  Litle  lohn, 
'  If  itt  be  Christs  owne  will.' 

21  Let  vs  leaue  talking  of  Litle  lohn, 

For  hee  is  bound  fast  to  a  tree, 
And  talke  of  Guy  and  Robin  Hood, 
In  the  green  woode  where  they  bee. 

22  How  these  two  yeomen  together  they  mett, 

Vnder  the  leaues  of  lyne, 
To  see  what  marchandise  they  made 
Euen  at  that  same  time. 

23  '  Good  morrow,  good  fellow,'  quoth  Sir  Guy ; 

'  Good  morrow,  good  ffellow,'  quoth,  hee  ; 
'  Methinkes  by  this  bow  thou  Scares  in  thy 

hand, 
A  good  archer  thou  seems  to  bee.' 

24  '  I  am  wilfull  of  my  way,'  qwoth  Sir  Guye, 

'  And  of  my  morning  tyde  : ' 
'  I  'le  lead  thee  through  the  wood,'  qwoth  Robin, 
'  Good  ffellow,  I  'le  be  thy  guide.' 

25  '  I  seeke  an  outlaw,'  qwoth  Sir  Guye, 

'  Men  call  him  Robin  Hood  ; 
I  had  rather  meet  with  him  vpon  a  day 
Then  forty  pound  of  golde.' 

26  '  If  you  tow  mett,  itt  wold  be  scene  whether 

were  better 

Afore  yee  did  part  awaye ; 

Let  vs  some  other  pastime  find, 

Good  ffellow,  I  thee  pray. 


17  This  shoote  it  was  but  looselye  shott, 
The  arrowe  flew  in  vaine, 


27  '  Let  vs  some  other  masteryes  make, 

And  wee  will  walke  in  the  woods  euen ; 


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93 


Wee  may  chance  mee[t]  with  Robin  Hoode 
Att  some  vnsett  Steven.' 

28  They  cutt  them  downe  the  summer  shroggs 

Which  grew  both  vnder  a  bryar, 
And  sett  them  three  score  rood  in  twinn, 
To  shoote  the  prickes  full  neare. 

29  '  Leade  on,  good  ffellow,'  sayd  Sir  Guye, 

'  Lead  on,  I  doe  bidd  thee  : ' 
'  Nay,  by  my  faith,'  qwoth  Robin  Hood, 
'  The  leader  thou  shalt  bee.' 

30  The  first  good  shoot  that  Robin  ledd 

Did  not  shoote  an  inch  the  pricke  ffroe  ; 
Guy  was  an  archer  good  enoughe, 
But  he  cold  neere  shoote  soe. 

31  The  second  shoote  Sir  Guy  shott, 

He  shott  within  the  garlande  ; 
But  Robin  Hoode  shott  it  better  then  hee, 
For  he  cloue  the  good  pricke-wande. 

32  '  Gods  blessing  on  thy  heart ! '  sayes  Guye, 

'  Goode  ffellow,  thy  shooting  is  goode  ; 
For  an  thy  hart  be  as  good  as  thy  hands, 
Thou  were  better  then  Robin  Hood. 

33  '  Tell  me  thy  name,  good  ffellow,'  qwoth  Guy, 

'  Vnder  the  leaues  of  lyne  : ' 
'  Nay,  by  my  faith,'  quoth  good  Robin, 
'  Till  thou  haue  told  me  thine.' 

34  '  I  dwell  by  dale  and  downe,'  qwoth  Guye, 

1  And  I  haue  done  many  a  curst  turne ; 
And  he  that  calles  me  by  my  right  name 
Calles  me  Guye  of  good  Gysborne.' 

35  '  My  dwelling  is  in  the  wood,'  sayes  Robin ; 

'  By  thee  I  set  right  nought ; 
My  name  is  Robin  Hood  of  Barnesdale, 
A  ffellow  thou  has  long  sought.' 

36  He  that  had  neither  beene  a  kithe  nor  kin 

Might  haue  scene  a  full  fayre  sight, 
To  see  how  together  these  yeomen  went, 
With  blades  both  browne  and  bright. 

37  To  haue  seene  how  these  yeomen  together 

foug[ht], 

Two  howers  of  a  summers  day ; 

Itt  was  neither  Guy  nor  Robin  Hood 

That  Settled  them  to  flye  away. 


38  Robin  was  reacheles  on  a  roote, 

And  stumbled  at  that  tyde, 
And  Guy  was  quicke  and  nimble  with-all, 
And  hitt  him  ore  the  left  side. 

39  '  Ah,  deere  Lady ! '  sayd  Robin  Hoode, 

'  Thou  art  both  mother  and  may  ! 
I  thinke  it  was  neuer  mans  destinye 
To  dye  before  his  day.' 

40  Robin  thought  on  Our  Lady  deere, 

Arid  soone  leapt  vp  againe, 
And  thus  he  came  with  an  awkwarde  stroke ; 
Good  Sir  Guy  hee  has  slayne. 

41  He  tooke  Sir  Guys  head  by  the  hayre, 

And  sticked  itt  on  his  bowes  end  : 
'  Thou  hast  beene  traytor  all  thy  liffe, 
WAich  thing  must  haue  an  ende.' 

42  Robin  pulled  forth  an  Irish  kniffe, 

And  nicked  Sir  Guy  in  the  fface, 
That  hee  was  neuer  on  a  woman  borne 
Cold  tell  who  Sir  Guye  was. 

43  Saies,  Lye  there,  lye  there,  good  Sir  Guye, 

And  with  me  be  not  wrothe  ; 
If  thou  haue  had  the  worse  stroakes  at  my 

hand, 
Thou  shalt  haue  the  better  cloathe. 

44  Robin  did  off  his  gowne  of  greene, 

Sir  Guye  hee  did  it  throwe; 

And  hee  put  on  that  capull-hyde, 

That  cladd  him  topp  to  toe. 

45  *  The  bowe,  the  arrowes,  and  litle  home, 

And  with  me  now  I  'le  beare ; 
Ffor  now  I  will  goe  to  Barn[e]sdale, 
To  see  how  my  men  doe  ffare.' 

46  Robin  sett  Guyes  home  to  his  mouth, 

A  lowd  blast  in  it  he  did  blow ; 
That  beheard  the  sheriffe  of  Nottingham, 
As  he  leaned  vnder  a  lowe. 

47  '  Hearken !  hearken ! '  sayd  the  sheriffe, 

'  I  heard  noe  tydings  but  good  ; 
For  yonder  I  heare  Sir  Guyes  home  blowe, 
For  he  hath  slaine  Robin  Hoode. 

48  '  For  yonder  I  heare  Sir  Guyes  home  blow, 

Itt  blowes  soe  well  in  tyde, 


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For  yonder  comes  thai  wighty  yeoman, 
Cladd  in  his  capull-hyde. 

49  '  Come  hither,  thou  good  Sir  Guy, 

Aske  of  mee  what  thou  wilt  haue : ' 
'I'le  none  of  thy  gold,'  sayes  Robin  Hood, 
'  Nor  I  'le  none  of  itt  haue. 


50  '  But  now  I  haue  slaine  the  master,'  he 

*  Let  me  goe  strike  the  knaue ; 
This  is  all  the  reward  I  aske, 
Nor  noe  other  will  I  haue.' 


51  '  Thou  art  a  madman,'  said  the  shiriffe, 

'  Thou  sholdest  haue  had  a  knights  ffee ; 
Seeing  thy  asking  [hath]  beene  soe  badd, 
Well  granted  it  shall  be.' 

52  But  Litle  lohn  heard  his  master  speake, 

Well  he  knew  that  was  his  steuen  ; 
'  Now  shall  I  be  loset,'  qwoth  Litle  lohn, 
'  With  Christs  might  in  heauen.' 

53  But  Robin  hee  hyed  him  towards  Litle  lohn, 

Hee  thought  hee  wold  loose  him  beliue ; 
The  sheriffe  and  all  his  company e 
Fast  after  him  did  driue. 


54  '  Stand  abacke  !  stand  abacke  ! '  sayd  Robin ; 

'  Why  draw  you  mee  soe  neere  ?   " 
Itt  was  neuer  the  vse  in  our  countrye 
One's  shrift  another  shold  heere.' 

55  But  Robin  pulled  forth  an  Irysh  kniffe, 

And  losed  lohn  hand  and  ffoote, 
And  gaue  him  Sir  Guyes  bow  in  his  hand, 
And  bade  it  be  his  boote. 

56  But  lohn  tooke  Guyes  bow  in  his  hand  — 

His  arrowes  were  rawstye  by  the  roote  — ; 
The  sherriffe  saw  Litle  lohn  draw  a  bow 
And  ffettle  him  to  shoote. 

57  Towards  his  house  in  Nottingam 

He  ffled  full  fast  away, 
And  soe  did  all  his  companye, 
Not  one  behind  did  stay. 

58  But  he  cold  neither  soe  fast  goe, 

Nor  away  soe  fast  runn, 
But  Litle  lohn,  with  an  arrow  broade, 
Did  cleaue  his  heart  in  twinn. 


I1.  When  shales  beeene.     I4,  birds  singe. 

21.  woodweete.     2s.  by  2.     II1.  ball. 

12".  2  of.     138.  with  7. 

151.  veiwe.     The  word  is  partly  pared  away. 

154.  footee.     181.    a  william.  192.  6  can  ...  3. 

21*.  in  they  green.     221.  these  2. 


23*.  archer  :  an  e  has  been  added  at  the  end. 

Fumivatt. 
254.  40?. 

27 4.  a  stroke  before  the  v  of  steven.  FurnivaU. 
28s.  3  score.     311.  2f.     32s.  for  on. 
372.  2  howers.     441.  did  on.     551.  kniffee. 


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ROBIN   HOOD  AND   THE  MONK 

a.  MS.  of  about  1450:  Cambridge  University  Library,          same  age,  containing  stanzas  698-72,  772-802 
Ff.  5.  48,  fol.  128  b.    b.  One  leaf  of  a  MS.  of  the          ford  Ballads,  vol.  i,  art.  6,  British  Museum. 


a  is    printed    from  the  manuscript  in  Ja-     Hartshorne's  Ancient  Metrical  Tales,  p.  179, 
mieson's    Popular    Ballads,    II,    54,    1806;     1829;  Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  ed.  1832,  II,  221, 


119.     ROBIN   HOOD  AND  THE   MONK 


95 


collated  by  Sir  Frederic  Madden.  Here 
printed  from  a  fresh  transcript,  carefully  re- 
vised by  Rev.  Professor  Skeat. 

On  a  bright  Whitsuntide  morning,  Robin 
Hood,  not  having  "seen  his  Savior  "  for  more 
than  a  fortnight,  resolves  to  go  to  mass  at 
Nottingham.  Much  advises  that  he  take 
twelve  yeomen  with  him  for  safety,  but  Robin 
will  have  only  Little  John.  They  improve 
the  time,  while  on  their  way  to  church,  by 
shooting  for  a  wager.  Robin  scornfully  of- 
fers John  three  to  one  ;  but  John  neverthe- 
less wins  five  shillings  of  his  master,  at  which 
Robin  loses  his  temper,  and  strikes  John. 
John  will  be  his  man  no  more,  and  returns  to 
the  wood.  Robin,  sorry  for  this  consequence 
of  his  bad  humor,  goes  on  to  Nottingham 
alone.  A  monk  at  Saint  Mary's  church  rec- 
ognizes Robin,  and  gives  information  to  the 
sheriff,  who  comes  with  a  large  force  to  arrest 
the  king's  felon.  Robin  kills  or  wounds  many 
of  the  posse,  but  his  sword  breaks  upon  the 
sheriff's  head.  In  some  way  which  we  do  not 
learn,  owing  to  verses  lost,*  Robin's  men  hear 
that  their  master  has  been  taken.  They  are 
all  out  of  their  wits  but  Little  John.  Mild 
Mary,  he  tells  his  comrades,  will  never  forsake 
one  who  has  been  so  long  devoted  to  her,  and 
he,  with  her  help,  will  see  to  the  monk.  The 
next  day  John  and  Much  waylay  the  monk, 
who  is  carrying  letters  to  the  king  conveying 
the  tidings  of  Robin's  capture ;  they  kill  him, 
take  the  letters,  and  carry  them  to  the  king 
themselves.  The  king  gives  them  twenty 
pounds  for  their  news,  and  makes  them  yeo- 
men of  the  crown  ;  he  sends  his  privy  seal  to 
the  sheriff  by  John,  commanding  that  Robin 
Hood  shall  be  brought  to  him  unhurt.  The 
sheriff,  upon  receiving  the  seal,  makes  John 
good  cheer,  and  goes  to  bed  heavy  with  wine. 
John  and  Much,  while  the  sheriff  is  sleeping, 

*  The  gap  at  302  occurs  between  two  pages,  and  is  pecu- 
liarly regrettable.  The  former  reading  of  "  Robyns  men  "  in 
301  made  matters  much  worse,  since  there  was  no  way  of  ac- 
counting for  the  appearance  of  his  men  at  this  point.  We 
must  suppose  that  some  one  of  Robin's  many  friends  carries 
the  news  of  his  capture  to  his  band,  and  not  simply  that; 
with  this  there  must  have  come  information  that  their  leader 
was  to  be  held  to  await  knowledge  of  the  king's  pleasure, 
otherwise  delay  would  be  dangerous,  and  summary  measures 
for  hia  deliverance  be  required. 


make  their  way  to  the  jail.  John  rouses  the 
porter,  runs  him  through,!  and  takes  his  keys, 
unbinds  Robin  Hood,  and  puts  a  good  sword 
in  his  hand ;  they  leap  from  the  wall  where  it 
is  lowest.  The  sheriff  finds  the  jailer  dead  in 
the  morning,  and  searches  the  town  for  his 
captive;  but  Robin  is  in  merry  Sherwood. 
Farewell  now,  says  John  ;  I  have  done  thee  a 
good  turn  for  an  ill.  Nay,  says  Robin,  I  make 
thee  master  of  my  men  and  me.  So  shall  it 
never  be,  answers  John ;  I  care  only  to  be  a 
comrade.  The  king  hears  that  Robin  has  es- 
caped, and  that  the  sheriff  is  afraid  to  show 
himself.  Little  John  has  beguiled  us  both, 
says  the  king.  I  made  them  yeomen  of  the 
crown,  and  gave  them  pay  with  my  own  hand ! 
Little  John  loves  Robin  Hood  better  than  he 
does  us.  Say  no  more.  John  has  beguiled 
us  all. 

Too  much  could  not  be  said  in  praise  of  this 
ballad,  but  nothing  need  be  said.  It  is  very 
perfection  in  its  kind ;  and  yet  we  have  oth- 
ers equally  good,  and  beyond  doubt  should  ' 
have  had  more,  if  they  had  been  written  down 
early,  as  this  was,  and  had  not  been  left  to 
the  chances  of  tradition.  Even  writing  would 
not  have  saved  all,  but  writing  has  saved  this 
(in  large  part),  and  in  excellent  form. 

The  landscape  background  of  the  first  two 
stanzas  has  been  often  praised,  and  its  beauty 
will  never  pall.  It  may  be  called  landscape 
or  prelude,  for  both  eyes  and  ears  are  ad- 
dressed, and  several  others  of  these  woodland 
ballads  have  a  like  symphony  or  setting : 
Adam  Bell,  Robin  Hood  and  the  Potter,  Guy 
of  Gisborne,  even  the  much  later  ballad  of 
The  Noble  Fisherman.  It  is  to  be  observed 
that  the  story  of  the  outlaw  Fulk  Fitz  Warine, 
which  has  other  traits  in  common  with  Robin 
Hood  ballads,  begins  somewhat  after  the  same 
fashion.  $ 

t  The  porter  or  warden,  in  such  cases,  may  commonly 
look  to  have  his  neck  wrung,  to  be  thrown  over  the  wall, 
into  a  well,  etc. :  compare  Adam  Bell,  st.  65 ;  Jock  o  the 
Side,  B  13,  14 ;  the  Tale  of  Gamelyn,  Skeat,  v.  303-05 ; 
Fulk  Fitz  Warine,  Wright,  pp  44,  82  f ;  King  Horn,  ed. 
Wissmann,  w  1097-99  ;  Romance  de  don  Gaiferos,  F.  Wolf, 
Ueber  eine  Sammlung  spanischer  Romanzen,  p.  76,  Wolf  y 
Hofmann,  Primavera,  II,  148,  No  174;  etc. 

|  En  le  temps  de  Averyl  e  May,  quant  les  prees  e  les 
herbes  reverdissent,  et  chescune  chose  vivaunte  recovre  ver- 


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Robin  Hood's  devotion  to  the  Virgin,  st.  34, 
is  a  feature  which  reappears  in  Robin  Hood 
and  the  Potter,  Guy  of  Gisborne,  Robin 
Hood  and  the  Curtal  Friar,  and  above  all  in 
The  Gest.  His  profound  piety,  as  evinced  in 
stanzas  6,  7,  and  again  in  8,  9  of  The  Gest, 
is  commemorated  by  Bower  in  a  passage  in 
the  Scotichronicon,  of  about  the  same  date  as 
the  manuscript  of  the  present  ballad  (1450), 
which  we  have  every  reason  to  assume  to  be 
derived  from  a  lost  ballad.*  Robin  Hood  had 
mass  regularly  sung  at  Barnsdale,  nor  would 
he  suffer  the  office  to  be  interrupted  for  the 
most  pressing  occasion.  (We  know  from  The 
Gest,  st.  440,  that  he  had  a  pretty  chapel 
there,  dedicated  to  Mary  Magdalen.)  One 
day,  while  so  engaged,  he  was  informed  that 
the  sheriff  and  his  men,  old  foes  of  his,  had 
tracked  him  to  the  very  retired  part  of  the  for- 
est where  the  service  was  going  on,  and  was 
urged  to  fly  with  his  best  speed.  This,  for 
reverence  of  the  sacrament,  which  he  was  then 
most  devoutly  adoring,  he  utterly  refused  to 
do,  and  then,  while  the  rest  were  fearing  for 
their  lives,  trusting  in  him  whom  he  wor- 
shipped, fell  upon  his  enemies,  with  a  few  of 
his  followers  who  had  rallied  to  him,  and  ea- 
sily put  them  to  rout.  Enriched  with  their 
spoil  and  ransom,  he  was  led  to  hold  the 
ministers  of  the  church  (but  apparently  not 
"  bishops  and  archbishops,"  Gest,  st.  15)  and 
masses  in  greater  veneration  than  ever,  mind- 
ful of  the  common  saw*,  God  hears  the  man 
who  often  hears  the  mass.f 

There  is  a  general  resemblance  between  the 
rescue  of  Robin  Hood  in  stanzas  61-81  and 
that  of  William  of  Cloudesly  in  Adam  Bell, 

tue,  beaute  e  force,  les  mountz  e  les  valeys  retentissent  des 
douce  chauntz  des  oseylouns,  e  les  cuers  de  chescune  gent, 
pur  la  beaute  du  temps  e  la  sesone,  mountent  en  haut  e 
s'enjolyvent,  etc. :  Wright,  Warton  Club,  1855,  p.  1 ;  Steven- 
son, Radulphi  de  Coggeshall  Chronicon  Anglicanum,  etc., 
p.  277. 

*  Already  cited  at  p.  41.  Bower  wrote  1441-47,  and  died 
1449  :  Skene,  Johannis  de  Fordun  Chronica,  pp  xv,  xli. 
t  Par  cest  exemple  bien  VRODB 

Que  li  dous  Deux  en  qui  creons 

Ame  et  chieriat  et  honneure 


56-94,  and  the  precaution  suggested  by  Much 
in  the  eighth  stanza  corresponds  to  the  warn- 
ing given  by  Adam  in  the  eighth  stanza  of 
the  other  ballad.  There  is  a  verbal  agree- 
ment in  stanzas  71  of  the  first  and  66  of  the 
second.^  Such  agreements  or  repetitions  are 
numerous  in  the  Robin  Hood  ballads,  and  in 
other  traditional  ballads,  where  similar  situa- 
tions occur. 

Robin  Hood's  rescue  of  Little  John,  in  Guy 
of  Gisborne,  after  quarrelling  with  him  on  a 
fanciful  provocation,  is  a  partial  offset  for  Lit- 
tle John's  heart -stirring  generosity  in  this 
ballad.  We  have  already  had  several  cases  of 
ballads  in  which  the  principal  actors  exchange 
parts. 

That  portion  of  *  Robin  Hood's  Death '  in 
which  Robin  Hood  gets  angry  with  Scarlet, 
and  shoots  with  Little  John  on  his  way  to  be 
let  blood,  may  have  been  transferred,  at  least 
in  part,  from  Robin  Hood  and  the  Monk. 

It  is  hardly  worth  the  while  to  ask  whether 
the  monk  in  this  ballad  is  the  same  who  is 
pillaged  in  The  Gest.  So  rational  a  sugges- 
tion as  that  more  than  one  monk  must  have 
fallen  into  Robin's  hands,  in  the  course  of  his 
long  and  lucrative  career,  may  not  be  conclu- 
sive, but  we  may  rest  certain  that  there  were 
many  Robin  Hood  ballads  besides  the  few  old 
ones  which  have  come  down  to  us ;  and  if  so, 
there  would  be  many  variations  upon  so  agree- 
able a  topic  as  the  depleting  of  overstocked 
friars. 

Translated,  after  Jamieson,  by  Grundtvig, 
Engelske  og  skotske  Folkeviser,  p.  148,  No 
24 ;  by  Anastasius  Griin,  p.  89. 

Celui  qui  volentiers  demeure 
Pour  oir  messe  en  sainte  eglise,  etc. 

'  Du  chevalier  qui  ooit  la  messe,  et  Notre-Dame  estoit 
pour  lui  au  tournoiement,'  Barbazan  et  Me"on,  Fabliaux, 
1808,  I,  86. 

t  These  resemblances  are  noted  by  Fricke,  Die  Robin 
Hood  Balladen,  a  dissertation,  reprinted  in  Archiv  fur  das 
Studium  der  neueren  Sprachen  (vol.  69),  in  which  the  rela- 
tions of  the  ballads  in  question  are  discussed  with  sagacity 
and  vigilance. 


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97 


1  IN  somer,  when  pe  shawes  be  sheyne, 

And  leves  be  large  and  long, 
Hit  is  full  mery  in  feyre  foreste 
To  here  ]>e  foulys  song  : 

2  To  se  ]>e  dere  draw  to  pe  dale, 

And  leve  pe  hilles  hee, 
And  shadow  hem  in  pe  leves  grene, 
Vnder  the  grene-wode  tre. 

3  Hit  befel  on  Whitsontide, 

Erly  in  a  'May  mornyng, 
The  son  vp  feyre  can  shyne, 
And  the  briddis  mery  can  syng. 

4  'This   is   a  mery   mornyng,'   seid   Litull 

John, 

'  Be  hym  pat  dyed  on  tre ; 
A  more  mery  man  pen  I  am  one 
Lyves  not  in  Cristiante. 

5  '  Pluk  vp  pi  hert,  my  dere  mayster,' 

Litull  John  can  sey, 
'  And  thynk  hit  is  a  full  fayre  tyme 
In  a  mornyng  of  May.' 

6  '  3e,  on  thyng  greves  me,'  seid  Robyn, 

'  And  does  my  hert  mych  woo  ; 
Ipat  I  may  not  no  solem  day 
To  mas  nor  matyns  goo. 

7  '  Hit  is  a  fourtnet  and  more,'  seid  he, 

'  Syn  I  my  sauyowr  see  ; 
To  day  wil  I  to  Notyngham,'  seid  Robyn, 
'  With  pe  myght  of  mylde  Marye.' 

8  Than  spake  Moche,  pe  mylner  sun, 

Euer  more  wel  hym  betyde ! 
'  Take  twelue  of  J)i  wyght  jemen, 

Well  weppynd,  be  pi  side. 
Such  on  wolde  pi  selfe  slon, 

pat  twelue  dar  not  abyde.' 

9  '  Of  all  my  mery  men,'  seid  Robyn, 

*  Be  my  f  eith  I  wil  non  haue, 
But  Litull  John  shall  beyre  my  bow, 

Til  pat  me  list  to  drawe.' 

10   '  f>ou  shall  beyre  J>in  own,'  seid  Litull  Jon, 

*  Maister,  and  I  wyl  beyre  myne, 

And  we  well  shete  a  peny,'  seid  Litull  Jon, 
'  Vnder  pe  grene-wode  lyne.' 


11  '  I  wil  not  shete  a  peny,'  seyd  Robyn  Hode, 

'  In  feith,  Litull  John,  with  the, 
But  euer  for  on  as  pou  shetis,'  seide  Robyn, 
*        '  In  feith  I  holde  pe  thre.' 

12  Thus  shet  pei  forth,  pese  }emen  too, 

Bothe  at  buske  and  brome, 
Til  Litull  John  wan  of  his  maister 
Fiue  shillings  to  hose  and  shone. 

13  A  ferly  strife  fel  pern  betwene, 

As  they  went  bi  the  wey ; 
Litull  John  seid  he  had  won  flue  shillings, 
And  Robyn  Hode  seid  schortly  nay. 

14  With  pat  Robyn  Hode  lyed  Litul  Jon, 

And  smote  hym  with  his  hande  ; 
Litul  Jon  waxed  wroth  ]>eniAth, 
And  pulled  out  his  bright  bronde. 

15  '  Were  pou  not  my  maister,'  seid  Litull  John, 

4  J>ou  shuldis  by  hit  ful  sore  ; 
Get  pe  a  man  wher  pou  w[ilt], 
For  pou  getis  me  no  more.' 

16  J>en  Robyn  goes  to  Notyngham, 

Hym  selfe  mornyng  allone, 
And  Litull  John  to  mery  Scherwode, 
The  pathes  he  knew  ilkone. 

17  Whan  Robyn  came  to  Notyngham, 

Sertenly  wttAouten  layn, 
He  prayed  to  God  and  myld  Mary 
To  bryng  hym  out  saue  agayn. 

18  He  gos  in  to  Seynt  Mary  chirch, 

And  kneled  down  before  the  rode  ; 
Alle  pat  euer  were  pe  church  within. 
Beheld  wel  Robyn  Hode. 

19  Beside  hym  stod  a  gret-hedid  munke, 

I  pray  to  God  woo  he  be  ! 
Fful  sone  he  knew  gode  Robyn, 
As  sone  as  he  hym  se. 

20  Out  at  pe  durre  he  ran, 

Fful  sone  and  anon; 
Alle  pe  $atis  of  Notyngham 

He  made  to  be  sparred  euerychon. 

21  *  Rise  vp,'  he  seid,  '  pou  prowde  schereff, 

Buske  pe  and  make  pe  bowne ; 


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I  haue  spyed  pe  kynggts  felon, 
Ffor  sothe  he  is  in  pis  town. 

22  '  I  haue  spyed  ]>e  false  felon,  * 

As  he  stondis  at  his  masse ; 
Hit  is  long  of  J>e,'  seide  pe  munke, 
4  And  euer  he  fro  vs  passe. 

23  '  J>is  traytwr  name  is  Robyn  Hode, 

Vnder  pe  grene-wode  lynde  ; 
He  robbyt  me  onys  of  a  hundred  pound, 
Hit  shalle  neuer  out  of  my  mynde.' 

24  Vp  pen  rose  pis  prowde  shereff, 

And  radly  made  hym  jare ; 
Many  was  pe  moder  son 

To  pe  kyrk  with  hym  can  fare. 

25  In  at  pe  durres  pei  throly  thrast, 

With  staves  ful  gode  wone ; 

'  Alas,  alas ! '  seid  Robyn  Hode, 

'  Now  mysse  I  Litull  John.' 

26  But  Robyn  toke  out  a  too-hond  sworde, 

J>at  hangit  down  be  his  kne ; 
J?er  as  pe  schereff  and  his  men  stode  thyckust, 
Thedurwarde  wolde  he. 

27  Thryes  thorowout  pern  he  ran  pen, 

For  sope  as  I  yow  sey, 
And  woundyt  mony  a  moder  son, 
And  twelue  he  slew  pat  day. 

28  His  sworde  vpon  pe  schireff  hed 

Sertanly  he  brake  in  too  ; 
4  J>e  smyth  pat  pe  made,'  seid  Robyn, 
'  I  pray  to  God  wyrke  hym  woo  ! 

29  '  Ffor  now  am  I  weppynlesse,'  seid  Robyn, 

'  Alasse !  agayn  my  wylle  ; 
But  if  I  may  fle  pese  traytors  fro, 
I  wot  pei  wil  me  kyll.' 

30  Robyn  in  to  the  churche  ran, 

Throout  hem  euerilkon, 


31  Sum  fel  in  swonyng  as  pei  were  dede, 

And  lay  stil  as  any  stone  ; 
Non  of  theym  were  \n  her  mynde 
But  only  Litull  Jon. 


32  *  Let  be  your  rule,'  seid  Litull  Jon, 

'  Ffor  his  luf  pat  dyed  on  tre, 
3e  pat  shulde  be  dujty  men ; 
Het  is  gret  shame  to  se. 

33  '  Oure  maister  has  bene  hard  bystode 

And  jet  scapyd  away ; 
Pluk  vp  youv  hertis,  and  leve  pis  mone, 
And  harkyn  what  I  shal  say. 

34  '  He  has  seruyd  Oure  Lady  many  a  day, 

And  jet  wil,  securly  ; 
J>erf!or  I  trust  in  hir  specialy 
No  wyckud  deth  shal  he  dye. 

35  *  J>erfor  be  glad,'  seid  Litul  John, 

'  And  let  pis  mournyng  be  ; 
And  I  shal  be  pe  munkis  gyde, 
With  pe  myght  of  mylde  Mary. 


36 


'  We  will  go  but  we  too  ; 
And  I  mete  hym,'  seid  Litul  John, 


37  '  Loke  pat  je  kepe  wel  owre  tristil-tre, 

Vnder  pe  levys  smale, 
And  spare  non  of  this  venyson, 
J>at  gose  in  thys  vale.' 

38  Fforpe  pen  went  these  jemen  too, 

Litul  John  and  Moche  on  fere, 
And  lokid  on  Moch  emys  hows, 
J>e  hye  way  lay  full  nere. 

39  Litul  John  stode  at  a  wyndow  in  pe  mornyng, 

And  lokid  forp  at  a  stage  ; 
He  was  war  wher  pe  munke  came  ridyng, 
And  -with  hym  a  litul  page. 

40  '  Be  my  feith,'  seid  Litul  John  to  Moch, 

'  I  can  pe  tel  tithyngus  gode  ; 
I  se  wher  pe  munke  cumys  rydyng, 
I  know  hym  be  his  wyde  hode.' 

41  They  went  in  to  the  way,  pese  jemew  bope, 

As  curtes  men  and  hende  ; 
J?ei  spyrred  tithyngus  at  pe  munke, 
As  they  hade  bene  his  frende. 

42  t  Ffro  whens  come  je  ?  '  seid  Litull  Jon, 

'  Tel  vs  tithyngus,  I  yow  pray, 


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99 


Off  a  false  owtlay,  [callid  Robyn  Hode,] 
Was  takyn  ^isterday. 

43  '  He  robbyt  me  and  my  f elowes  hope 

Of  twenti  marke  in  serten ; 
If  pat  false  owtlay  be  takyn, 
Ffor  sope  we  wolde  be  fayn.' 

44  '  So  did  he  me,'  seid  pe  munke, 

'  Of  a  hundred  pound  and  more ; 
I  layde  furst  hande  hym  apon, 
3e  may  thonke  me  perfore.' 

45  '  I  pray  God  thanke  you,'  seid  Litull  John, 

'  And  we  wil  when  we  may ; 
We  wil  go  with  you,  with  yowr  leve, 
And  bryng  yow  on  your  way. 

46  '  Ffor  Robyn  Hode  base  many  a  wilde  f elow, 

I  tell  you  in  certen  ; 
If  pei  wist  $e  rode  pts  way, 
In  feith  ^e  shulde  be  slayn.' 

47  As  pei  went  talking  be  pe  way, 

The  munke  and  Litull  John, 
John  toke  pe  munkts  horse  be  pe  hede, 
Fful  sone  and  anon. 

48  Johne  toke  pe  munk^s  horse  be  pe  hed, 

Ffor  sope  as  I  yow  say ; 
So  did  Much  pe  litull  page, 
Ffor  he  shulde  not  scape  away. 

49  Be  pe  golett  of  pe  hode 

John  pulled  pe  munke  down  ; 
John  was  nothyng  of  hym  agast, 
He  lete  hym  falle  on  his  crown. 

50  Litull  John  was  so[re]  agrevyd, 

And  drew  owt  his  swerde  in  hye  ; 
This  munke  saw  he  shulde  be  ded, 
Lowd  mercy  can  he  crye. 

51  '  He  was  my  maister,'  seid  Litull  John, 

'  f)at  pou  base  brow^t  in  bale ; 
Slialle  pou  neuer  cum  at  our  kyng, 
Ffor  to  telle  hym  tale.' 

52  John  smote  of  pe  munk*s  hed, 

No  longer-  wolde  he  dwell ; 
So  did  Moch  pe  litull  page, 
Ffor  ferd  lest  he  wolde  tell. 


53  J?er  pei  beryed  hem  hope, 

In  nouper  mosse  nor  lyng, 
And  Litull  John  and  Much  infere 
Bare  pe  letturs  to  oure  kyng. 

54 

He  knelid  down  vpon  his  kne : 
'  God  }ow  saue,  my  lege  lorde, 
Ihesus  yow  saue  and  se  ! 

55  '  God  yow  saue,  my  lege  kyng ! ' 

To  speke  John  was  full  bolde ; 
He  gaf  hym  pe  letturs  in  his  bond, 
The  kyng  did  hit  vnfold. 

56  f>e  kyng  red  pe  letturs  anon, 

And  seid,  So  mot  I  the, 
\>er  was  neuer  ^oman  in  mery  Inglond 
I  longut  so  sore  to  se. 

57  'Wher    is   pe  munke    pat    pese   shuld  haue 

brou^t  ? ' 

Oure  kyng  can  say  : 
'  Be  my  trouth,'  seid  Litull  John, 
'  He  dyed  after  pe  way.' 

58  J>e  kyng  gaf  Moch  and  Litul  Jon 

Twenti  pound  in  sertan, 
And  made  peim  ^emen  of  pe  crown, 
And  bade  peim  go  agayn. 

59  He  gaf  John  pe  seel  in  hand, 

The  sheref  for  to  bere, 
To  bryng  Robyn  hym  to, 
And  no  man  do  hym  dere. 

60  John  toke  his  leve  at  oure  kyng, 

J>e  sothe  as  I  yow  say ; 
J>e  next  way  to  Notyngham 
To  take,  he  jede  pe  way. 

61  Whan  John  came  to  Notyngham 

The  }atis  were  sparred  ychon ; 
John  callid  vp  pe  porter, 
He  answerid  sone  anon. 

62  (  What  is  pe  cause,'  seid  Litul  Jon, 

'  J>ou  sparris  pe  ^ates  so  fast  ? ' 
'  Because  of  Robyn  Hode,'  seid  [pe]  porter, 
1  In  depe  prison  is  cast. 

63  'John  and  Moch  and  Wyll  Scathlok, 

Ffor  sothe  as  1  yow  say, 


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J>ei  slew  oure  men  vpon  our  wallis, 
And  sawten  vs  euery  day.' 

64  Litull  John  spyrred  after  ]?e  schereff, 

And  sone  he  hym  fonde  ; 
He  oppyned  J)e  kyngus  priue  seell, 
And  gaf  hym  in  his  honde. 

65  Whan  ]>e  scheref  saw  ]>e  kyngus  seell, 

He  did  of  his  hode  anon  : 
*  Wher  is  )>e  munke  J?at  bare  ]>e  letturs  ? ' 
He  seid  to  Litull  John. 

66  '  He  is  so  fayn  of  hym,'  seid  Litul  John, 

1  Ff or  soj>e  as  I  yow  say, 
He  has  made  hym  abot  of  Westmynster, 
A  lorde  of  ]?at  abbay.' 

67  The  scheref  made  John  gode  chere, 

And  gaf  hym  wyne  of  the  best ; 
At  ny^t  )>ei  went  to  her  bedde, 
And  euery  man  to  his  rest. 

68  When  J>e  scheref  was  on  slepe, 

Dronken  of  wyne  and  ale, 

Litul  John  and  Moch  for  soj>e 

Toke  J>e  way  vnto  J)e  jale. 

69  Litul  John  callid  vp  J>e  jayler, 

And  bade  hym  rise  anon ; 
He  seyd  Robyn  Hode  had  brokyn  prison, 
And  out  of  hit  was  gon. 

70  The  porter  rose  anon  sertan, 

As  sone  as  he  herd  John  calle  ; 
Litul  John  was  redy  with  a  swerd, 
And  bare  hym  to  J?e  walle. 

71  '  Now  wil  I  be  porter,'  seid  Litul  John, 

'  And  take  J>e  keyes  in  honde : ' 
He  toke  ]>e  way  to  Robyn  Hode, 
And  sone  he  hym  vnbonde. 

72  He  gaf  hym  a  gode  swerd  \n  his  hond, 

His  hed  [ther]wit&  for  to  kepe, 
And  ther  as  J>e  walle  was  lowyst 
Anon  down  can  )>ei  lepe. 

73  Be  )>at  ]>e  cok  began  to  crow, 

The  day  began  to  spryng ; 
The  scheref  fond  ]>e  jaylier  ded, 
The  comyn  bell  made  he  ryng. 


74  He  made  a  crye  thoroout  al  ]>e  tow[n], 

Wheder  he  be  }oman  or  knave, 
J?at  cowj>e  bryng  hym  Robyn  Hode, 
His  warisou  he  shuld  haue. 

75  '  Ffor  I  dar  neuer,'  said  )>e  scheref, 

'  Cuw  before  oure  kyng  ; 
Ffor  if  I  do,  I  wot  serten 
Ffor  soj>e  he  wil  me  heng.' 

76  The  scheref  made  to  seke  Notyngham, 

Bothe  be  strete  and  stye, 
And  Robyn  was  in  mery  Scherwode, 
As  li^t  as  lef  on  lynde. 

77  Then  bespake  gode  Litull  John, 

To  Robyn  Hode  can  he  say, 
I  haue  done  J?e  a  gode  turne  for  an  euyll, 
Quyte  ]>e  whan  ]>ou  may. 

78  'I  haue  done   ]>e  a  gode  turne,'  seid  Litull 

John, 

'  Ffor  sothe  as  I  yow  say ; 
I  haue  brou^t  J>e  vnder  grene-wode  lyne ;      « 
Ffare  wel,  and  haue  gode  day.' 

79  <  Nay,  be  my  trouth,'  seid  Robyn  Hode, 

'  So  shall  hit  neuer  be  ; 
I  make  J>e  maister,'  seid  Robyn  Hode, 
'  Off  alle  my  men  and  me.' 

80  '  Nay,  be  my  trouth,'  seid  Litull  John, 

'  So  shalle  hit  neuer  be  ; 
But  lat  me  be  a  felow,'  seid  Litull  John, 
1  No  noder  kepe  I  be.' 

81  Thus  John  gate  Robyn  Hod  out  of  prison, 

Sertan  withoutyn  layn  ; 
Whan  his  men  saw  hym  hoi  and  sounde, 
Ffor  sothe  they  were  full  fayne. 

82  They  filled  in  wyne,  and  made  hem  glad, 

Vnder  pe  levys  smale, 

And  $ete  pastes  of  venyson, 

J>at  gode  was  with  ale. 

83  Than  worde  came  to  oure  kyng 

How  Robyn  Hode  was  gon, 
And  how  J>e  scheref  of  Notyngham 
Durst  neuer  loke  hym  vpon. 

84  Then  bespake  oure  cumly  kyng, 

In  an  angur  hye  : 


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101 


Litull  John  hase  begyled  ]>e  schereff, 
In  faith  so  hase  he  me. 

85  Litul  John  has  begyled  vs  bothe, 

And  J><zt  full  wel  I  se  ; 
Or  ellis  J>e  schereff  of  Notyngham 
Hye  hongut  shulde  he  be. 

86  '  I  made  hem  jemen  of  ]>e  crowne, 

And  gaf  hem  fee  with  my  hond ; 
I  gaf  hem  grith,'  seid  oure  kyng, 
'  Thorowout  all  mery  Inglond. 

87  '  I  gaf  theym  grith,'  ]>en  seid  oure  kyng ; 

'  I  say,  so  mot  I  the, 
Ffor  sothe  soch  a  jeman  as  he  is  on 
In  all  Inglond  ar  not  thre. 


88  '  He  is  trew  to  his  maister,'  seid  our  kyng  ; 

'  I  sey,  be  swete  Seynt  John, 
He  louys  better  Robyn  Hode 
Then  he  dose  vs  ychon. 

89  '  Robyn  Hode  is  euer  bond  to  hym, 

Bothe  in  strete  and  stalle ; 
Speke  no  more  of  this  mater,'  seid  oure  kyng, 
'  But  John  has  begyled  vs  alle.' 

90  Thus  ehdys  the  talkyng  of  the  munke 

And  Robyn  Hode  i-wysse  ; 
God,  J>at  is  euer  a  crowned  kyng, 
Bryng  vs  all  to  his  blisse  ! 


a.  A  curl  over  final  n,  as  in  Robyn,  John,  on, 
sawten,  etc.  ;  a  crossed  h,  as  in  John,  mych, 
etc. ;  crossed  11,  as  in  full,  litull,  well,  etc. ; 
a  hooked  g,  as  in  mornyng,  kyng,  etc.,  have 
been  treated  as  not  significant.  As  to 
Robyn,  cf.  7s,  II1'8,  134,  141,  etc.,  where 
there  is  simple  n;  as  to  John,  101*8,  148, 
314,  etc.,  where  we  have  Jon ;  as  to  Litull, 
141-8,  391,  68",  691,  70",  711,  where  we  have 
Litul.  And  is  printed  for  &  ;  be  twene,  be 
fore,  be  side,  be  held,  be  spake,  per  with, 
thorow  out,  with  outen,  etc.,  are  joined. 

31.  tide  no  longer  legible. 

71.  seid  h  .  .  .  ,  illegible  after  h. 

8s-6.  xij.     101.  y  nown.     12*,  13".  v  s'. 

141.  lyed  before  Robyn  struck  through. 

23».  of  a  C  li. 

271.  thorow  at :  but  cf.  302.     274.  xij. 

301.  Robyns  men  to  the  churche  ran  :  Madden. 
There  are  no  men  with  Robin.  "  This  line 
is  almost  illegible.  It  certainly  begins  with 
Robyn,  and  the  second  word  is  not  men. 


b. 


I  read  it,  Robyn  into  the  churche  ran." 
Skeat. 

302.  A  gap  here  between  two  pages,  and  there 
are  commonly  six  stanzas  to  a  page.  At 
least  six  are  required  for  the  capture  of 
Robin  Hood  and  the  conveying  of  the  tid- 
ings to  his  men? 

432.  Of  xx. 

441.  me  me  in  my  copy,  probably  by  inadver- 
tence. 

442.  Of  a  C  li. 

531.  hym.     561.  Y  kyng.     58a.  xx  li. 

774.  b  has  Quit  me,  which  is  perhaps  better. 

782.  perhaps  saie  ;  nearly  illegible. 

902.  I  wysse. 

698.  }>e  prison.     704.  throw  to.     711.  be  jayler. 

712.  toke.     722.  hed  ther  with. 

728.  wallis  were.     724.  down  ther  they. 

772.  [t]hen/or  can  (?).     77*.  Quit  me. 

782.  the  saye.     788.  pe  grene. 

791'8.  Hode  wanting. 


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12O 

ROBIN  HOOD'S  DEATH 


A.  '  Robin  Hoode  his  Death,'  Percy  MS.,  p.  21;  Hales 
and  Furnivall,  I,  58. 

B.  '  Robin  Hood's  Death  and  Burial.'     a.  The  Eng- 
lish Archer,  Paisley,  John  Neilson,  1786  :  Bodleian 


Library,  Douce,  F.  F.  71  (6),  p.  81.  b.  The  Eng- 
lish Archer,  York,  printed  by  N.  Nickson,  in  Fease- 
gate,  n.  d.:  Bodleian  Library,  Douce,  F.  F.  71  (4), 
p.  70. 


B  is  given  in  Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II, 
183,  "  from  a  collation  of  two  different  copies  " 
of  a  York  garland,  "  containing  numerous  va- 
riations, a  few  of  which  are  retained  in  the 
margin." 

A.  Robin  Hood  is  ailing,  and  is  convinced 
that  the  only  course  for  him  is  to  go  to  Kirk- 
lees  priory  for  blooding.  Will  Scarlet  cannot 
counsel  this,  unless  his  master  take  fifty  bow- 
men with  him  ;  for  a  yeoman  lives  there  with 
whom  there  is  sure  to 'be  a  quarrel.  Robin 
bids  Scarlet  stay  at  home,  if  he  is  afraid. 
Scarlet,  seeing  that  his  master  is  wroth,  will 
say  no  more.*  Robin  Hood  will  have  no  one 
go  with  him  but  Little  John,  who  shall  carry 
his  bow.  John  proposes  that  they  shall  shoot 
for  a  penny  along  the  way,  and  Robin  as- 
sents. 

The  opening  of  the  ballad  resembles  that 
of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Monk.  There  Robin's 
soul  is  ill  at  ease,  as  here  his  body,  and  he 
resolves  to  go  to  Nottingham  for  mass  ;  Much, 
the  Miller's  son,  advises  a  guard  of  twelve 
yeomen ;  Robin  will  take  none  with  him  ex- 
cept John,  to  bear  his  bow ;  f  and  John  sug- 
gests that  they  shall  shoot  for  a  penny  as 
they  go. 

A  very  interesting  passage  of  the  story  here 

*  "  You  shall  never  hear  more  of  me  "  might  mean  some- 
thing stronger,  but  it  is  unlikely  that  Will  is  so  touchy  as 
to  throw  up  fealty  for  a  testy  word  from  a  sick  man.  A 
stanza  or  more  seems  to  be  lost  here.  Arthur  is  equally 
hasty  with  Gawain.  He  makes  his  vow  to  be  the  bane  of 
Cornwall  King.  It  is  an  unadvised  vow,  says  Gawain. 

And  then  bespake  him  noble  Arthur, 
And  these  were  the  words  said  he: 


followed,  of  which  we  can  barely  guess  the 
contents,  owing  to  nine  stanzas  having  been 
torn  away.  Robin  Hood  and  John  keep  up 
their  shooting  all  the  way,  until  they  come  to 
a  black  water,  crossed  by  a  plank.  On  the 
plank  an  old  woman  is  kneeling,  and  banning 
Robin  Hood.  Robin  Hood  asks  why,  but  the 
answer  is  lost,  and  it  is  not  probable  that  we 
shall  ever  know :  out  of  her  proper  malig- 
nancy, surely,  or  because  she  is  a  hired  witch, 
for  Robin  is  the  friend  of  lowly  folk.  But  if 
this  old  woman  is  banning,  others,  no  doubt 
women,  are  weeping,  for  somehow  they  have 
learned  that  he  is  to  be  let  blood  that  day  at 
the  priory,  and  foresee  that  ill  will  come  of 
it.  Robin  is  disturbed  by  neither  banning 
nor  weeping ;  the  prioress  is  his  cousin,  and 
would  not  harm  him  for  the  world.  So  they 
shoot  on  until  they  come  to  Kirklees. 

Robin  makes  the  prioress  a  present  of 
twenty  pound,  with  a  promise  of  more  when 
she  wants,  and  she  falls  to  work  with  her 
bleeding-irons.  The  thick  blood  comes,  and 
then  the  thin,  and  Robin  knows  that  there 
has  been  treason.  John  asks,  What  cheer  ? 
Robin  answers,  Little  good.  Nine  stanzas 
are  again  wanting,  and  again  in  a  place  where 
we  are  not  helped  by  the  other  version.  John 

Why,  if  thou  be  afraid,  Sir  Gawaine  the  gay, 
Goe  home,  and  drink  wine  in  thine  own  country. 

I,  285,  sts  33-35. 

t  John 'is  again  his  sole  companion  when  Robin  goes  in 
search  of  Guy  of  Gisborne.  The  yeoman  in  stanza  3  should 
be  Red  Roger;  but  a  suspicion  has  more  than  once  come 
over  me  that  the  beginning  of  this  ballad  has  been  affected 
by  some  version  of  Guy  of  Gisborne. 


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103 


must  call  from  the  outside  of  the  building, 
judging  by  what  follows.  An  altercation 
seems  to  pass  between  Robin  and  some  one ; 
we  should  suppose  between  Robin  and  Red 
Roger.  Robin  slips  out  of  a  shot-window, 
and  as  he  does  so  is  thrust  through  the  side 
by  Red  Roger.  Robin  swoops  off  Red  Roger's 
head,  and  leaves  him  for  dogs  to  eat.  Then 
Red  Roger  must  be  below,  and  John  is  cer- 
tainly below.  He  would  have  seen  to  Red 
Roger  had  they  both  been  within.  But  John 
must  be  under  a  window  on  a  different  side 
of  the  building  from  that  whence  Robin  issues, 
for  otherwise,  again,  he  would  have  seen  to 
Red  Roger.  We  are  driven  to  suppose  that 
the  words  in  st.  19  pass  between  Robin  above 
and  Roger  below. 

Though  Robin  is  near  his  last  breath,  he 
has,  he  says,  life  enough  to  take  his  housel. 
He  must  get  it  in  a  very  irregular  way,  but 
he  trusts  it  will  "  bestand  "  him.*  John  asks 
his  master's  leave  to  set  fire  to  Kirklees,  but 
Robin  will  not  incur  God's  blame  by  harming 
any  woman  ["  widow  "]  at  his  latter  end.  Let 
John  make  his  grave  of  gravel  and  greet,  set 
his  sword  at  his  head,  his  arrows  at  his  feet, 
and  lay  his  bow  by  his  side.f 

B,  though  found  only  in  late  'garlands,  is 
in  the  fine  old  strain.  Robin  Hood  says  to 
Little  John  that  he  can  no  longer  shoot 
matches,  his  arrows  will  not  flee ;  he  must 
go  to  a  cousin  to  be  let  blood.  He  goes, 
alone,  to  Kirkley  nunnery,  and  is  received 
with  a  show  of  cordiality.  His  cousin  bloods 
him,  locks  him  up  in  the  toom,  and  lets  him 
bleed  all  the  livelong  day,  and  until  the  next 
day  at  noon.  Robin  bethinks  himself  of  es- 
caping through  a  casement,  but  is  not  strong 
enough.  He  sets  his  horn  to  his  mouth  and 
blows  thrice,  but  so  wearily  that  Little  John, 
hearing,  thinks  his  master  must  be  nigh  to 
death.  John  comes  to  Kirkley,  breaks  the 

*  I  can  make  nothing  of  "  give  me  mood,"  in  231'2  '  Give 
me  God,'  or  '  Give  me  my  God,'  may  seem  a  bold  sugges- 
tion, but  we  have  '  yeve  me  my  savyour '  in  Bom.  of  the 
Hose,  6436. 

t  A  few  verses  are  wanting  at  the  end.  The  "  met-yard  " 
of  the  last  line  is  one  of  the  last  things  we  should  think 
Kobin  would  care  for. 

t  It  seemed  to  me  at  one  time  that  there  was  a  direction 
to  shoot  an  arrow  to  determine  the  place  of  a  grave  also  in 
No  16,  A  3. 1,  185. 


locks,  and  makes  his  way  to  Robin's  presence. 
He  begs  the  boon  of  setting  fire  to  Kirkley, 
but  Robin  has  never  hurt  woman  in  all  his 
life,  and  will  not  at  his  end.  He  asks  for  his 
bow  to  shoot  his  last  shot,  and  where  the 
arrow  lights  there  his  grave  shall  be.J  His 
grave  is  to  be  of  gravel  and  green,  long 
enough  and  broad  enough,  a  sod  under  his 
head,  another  at  his  feet,  and  his  bow  by 
his  side,  that  men  may  say,  Here  lies  bold 
Robin  Hood. 

The  account  of  Robin  Hood's  death  which 
is  given  in  The  Gest,  agrees  as  to  the  main 
items  with  what  we  find  in  A.  The  prioress 
of  Kirkesly,  his  near  kinswoman,  betrayed 
him  when  he  went  to  the  nunnery  to  be  let 
blood,  and  this  she  did  upon  counsel  with  Sir 
Roger  of  Donkester,  with  whom  she  was  in- 
timate. The  Life  of  Robin  Hood  in  the  Sloane 
MS,  which  is  mostly  made  up  from  The  Gest, 
naturally  repeats  this  story. 

Grafton,  in  his  Chronicle,  1569,  citing  "  an 
olde  and  auncient  pamphlet,"  says:  For  the 
sayd  Robert  Hood,  beyng  afterwardes  troubled 
with  sicknesse,  came  to  a  certain  nonry  in 
Yorkshire,  called  Bircklies,  where,  desiryng 
to  be  let  blood,  he  was  betrayed  and  bled  to 
death :  edition  of  1809,  p.  221.  So  the  Har- 
leian  MS,  No  1233,  article  199,  of  the  middle 
of  the  seventeenth  century,  and  not  worth  cit- 
ing, but  cited  by  Ritson.  According  to  Stani- 
hurst,  in  Holinshed's  Ireland  (p.  28  of  ed.  of 
1808),  after  Robin  Hood  had  been  betrayed  at 
a  nunnery  in  Scotland  called  Bricklies,  Little 
John  was  fain  to  flee  the  realm,  and  went  to 
Ireland,  where  he  executed  an  extraordinary 
shot,  by  which  he  thought  his  safety  compro- 
mised, and  so  removed  to  Scotland,  and  died 
there. 

Martin  Parker's  True  Tale  of  Robin  Hood, 
which  professes  to  be  collected  from  chroni- 
cles, ascribes  Robin  Hood's  death  to  a  faith- 

Now  when  that  ye  hear  me  gie  a  loud  cry, 

Shoot  frae  thy  bow  an  arrow,  and  there  let  me  lye. 

But  upon  considering  the  corresponding  passage  in  16  B, 
C,  and  in  15  B,  the  idea  seems  rather  to  he,  that  the  arrow 
is  to  leave  the  bow  at  the  moment  when  the  soul  shoots 
from  the  body. 


104 


120.    ROBIN   HOOD'S  DEATH 


less  friar,  who  pretended  "  in  love  to  let  him 
blood,"  when  he  had  a  fever,  and  allowed  him 
to  bleed  to  death.  Robin  Hood  and  the  Val- 
iant Knight,  a  late  and  thoroughly  worthless 
broadside  ballad,  says  simply,  He  sent  for  a 
monk  to  let  him  blood,  who  took  his  life 
away. 

A  Russian  popular  song  has  an  interesting 
likeness  to  the  conclusion  of  Robin  Hood's 
Death.  The  last  survivor  of  a  band  of  brig- 
ands, feeling  death  to  be  nigh,  exclaims : 

Bury  me,  brothers,  between  three  roads, 

The  Kief,  and  the  Moscow,  and  the  Murom  famed 

in  story. 

At  my  feet  fasten  my  horse, 
At  my  head  set  a  lif e-bestowing  cross, 
In  my  right  hand  place  my  keen  sabre. 
Whoever  passes  by  will  stop ; 
Before   my  life-bestowing  cross   will    he  utter   a 

prayer, 


At  the  sight  of  my  black  steed  will  he  be  startled, 
At  the  sight  of  my  keen  sword  will  he  be"  terrified. 
'  Surely  this  is  a  brigand  who  is  buried  here, 
A  son  of  the  brigand,  the  bold  Stenka  Razfn.' 

Sakharof,  Skazaniya  Russkago  Naroda,  I,  iii,  226.* 

Dimos,  twenty  years  a  Klepht,  tells  his 
comrades  to  make  his  tomb  wide  and  high 
enough  for  him  to  fight  in  it,  standing  up, 
and  to  leave  a  window,  so  that  the  swallows 
may  tell  him  that  spring  has  come  and  the 
nightingales  that  it  is  May:  Fauriel,  I,  56; 
Zambelios,  p.  607,  13 ;  Passow,  p.  85.  This 
is  a  song  of  the  beginning  of  the  present 
century. 

B  is  translated  in  Le  Magasin  Pittoresque, 
1838,  p.  126  f;  by  Loeve-Veimars,  p.  223; 
by  Cantu,  Document!  alia  Storia  Universale, 
V,  ni,  p.  801;  Anastasius  Griin,  p.  200; 
Knortz,  L.  u.  R.  Alt-Englands,  No  20. 


Percy  MS.,  p.  21 ;  Hales  and  Fnrnivall,  I,  53. 

1  'I  WILL  neuer  eate  nor  drinke,'  Robin  Hood 

said, 

'  Nor  meate  will  doo  me  noe  good, 
Till  I  haue  beene  att  merry  Churchlees, 
My  vaines  for  to  let  blood.' 

2  '  That  I  reade  not,'  said  Will  ScarUett, 

'  Master,  by  the  assente  of  me, 
Without  half  e  a  hundred  of  yowr  best  bowmen 
You  take  to  goe  with  yee. 

3  '  For  there  a  good  yeoman  doth  abide 

Will  be  sure  to  quarrell  with  thee, 
And  if  thou  haue  need  of  vs,  roaster, 
In  faith  we  will  not  flee.' 

4  '  And  thou  be  f eard,  thou  William  Scarlett, 

Att  home  I  read  thee  bee : ' 
'  And  you  be  wrothe,  my  deare  master, 
You  shall  neuer  heare  more  of  mee.' 

*  Ralston,  Songs  of  the  Russian  People,  p.  46,  who  cites 
B  17,  18.  Mr  Ralston  observes  that  most  of  the  so-styled 
Robber  Songs  of  the  Russians  are  reminiscences  of  the  revolt 
of  the  Don  Cossacks  against  Tsar  Alexis  Mikhailovich. 


5  '  For  there  shall  noe  man  with  me  goe, 

Nor  man  with  mee  ryde, 
And  Litle  lohn  shall  be  my  man, 
And  beare  my  benbow  by  my  side.' 

6  '  You'st  beare  yowr  bowe,  master,  your  self  e, 

And  shoote  for  a  peny  with  mee : ' 
'  To  that  I  doe  assent,'  Robin  Hood  sayd, 
'  And  soe,  lohn,  lett  it  bee.' 

7  They  two  bolde  children  shorten  together, 

All  day  theire  selfe  in  ranke, 
Vntill  they  came  to  blacke  water, 
And  over  it  laid  a  planke. 

8  Vpon  it  there  kneeled  an  old  woman, 

Was  banning  Robin  Hoode  ; 
'Why  dost  thou  bann  ~Robin  Hoode?'  said 
Robin, 


Stenka  Razm,  the  chief  of  the  insurgents,  after  setting  for 
several  years  the  forces  of  the  Tsar  at  defiance,  was  put  to  a 
cruel  death  in  1672  :  p.  45,  as  above. 


120.    ROBIN  HOOD'S 


105 


'  To  giue  to  Robin  Hoode  ; 
Wee  weepen  for  his  deare  body, 
Thai  this  day  must  be  lett  bloode.' 

10  '  The  dame  prior  is  my  aunts  daughter, 

And  nie  vnto  my  kinne  ; 
I  know  shee  wold  me  noe  harme  this  day, 
For  all  the  world  to  winne.' 

11  Forth  then  shotten  these  children  two, 

And  they  did  neuer  lin, 
Vntill  they  came  to  merry  Churchlees, 
To  merry  Churchlee[s]  with-in. 

12  And  when  they  came  to  merry  Churchlees, 

They  knoced  vpon  a  pin ; 

Vpp  then  rose  dame  prioresse, 

And  lett  good  Robin  in. 

13  Then  Robin  gaue  to  dame  prioresse 

Twenty  pound  in  gold, 
And  bad  her  spend  while  that  wold  last, 
And  shee  shold  haue  more  when  shee  wold. 

14  And  downe  then  came  dame  prioresse, 

Downe  she  came  in  that  ilke, 
With  a  pair  off  blood-irons  in  her  hands, 
Were  wrapped  all  in  silke. 

15  '  Sett  a  chaffing-dish  to  the  fyer,'  said  dame 

prioresse, 

'  And  stripp  thou  vp  thy  sleeue : ' 
I  hold  him  but  an  vnwise  man 
Thai  will  noe  warning  leeve. 

16  Shee  laid  the  blood-irons  to  Robin  Hoods  vaine, 

Alacke,  the  more  pitye  ! 
And  pearct  the  vaine,  and  let  out  the  bloode, 
That  full  red  was  to  see. 

17  And  first  it  bled,  the  thicke,  thicke  bloode, 

And  afterwards  the  thinne, 
And  well  then  wist  good  Robin  Hoode 
Treason  there  was  within. 

18  '  What  cheere  my  -master  ? '  said  Litle  John  ; 

1  In  faith,  lohn,  litle  goode ; ' 


19  '  I  haue  upon  a  gowne  of  greene, 

Is  cut  short  by  my  knee, 
And  in  my  hand  a  bright  browne  brand 
Thai  will  well  bite  of  thee.' 

20  But  forth  then  of  a  shot-windowe 

Good  Robin  Hood  he  could  glide ; 
Red  Roger,  with  a  grounden  glaue, 

Thrust  him  through  the  milke-white  side. 

21  But  Robin  was  light  and  nimble  of  foote, 

And  thought  to  abate  his  pride, 
Ffor  betwixt  his  head  and  his  shoulders 
He  made  a  wound  full  wide. 

22  Says,  Ly  there,  ly  there,  Red  Roger, 

v  The  doggs  they  must  thee  eate  ; 
*  For  I  may  haue  my  houzle,'  he  said, 
'  For  I  may  both  goe  and  speake. 

23  'Now  giue   me   mood,'  Robin   said  to  Litle 

lohn, 

'  Giue  me  mood  with  thy  hand ; 
I  trust  to  God  in  heauen  soe  hye 
My  houzle  will  me  bestand.' 

24  '  Now  giue  me  leaue,  giue  me  leaue,  master,' 

he  said, 

'  For  Christs  loue  giue  leaue  to  me, 
To  set  a  fier  within  this  hall, 
And  to  burne  vp  all  Churchlee.' 

25  '  That  I  reade  not,'  said  Robin  Hoode  then, 

'  Litle  lohn,  for  it  may  not  be ; 
If  I  shold  doe  any  widow  hurt,  at  my  latter 

end, 
God,'  he  said,  '  wold  blame  me ; 

26  '  But  take  me  vpon  thy  backe,  Litle  lohn, 

And  beare  me  to  yonder  streete, 
And  there  make  me  a  full  f ayre  graue, 
Of  grauell  and  of  greete. 

27  '  And  sett  my  bright  sword  at  my  head, 

Mine  arrowes  at  my  feete, 
And  lay  my  vew-bow  by  my  side, 
My  met-yard  wi  .     .     .     . 


VOL.    III. 


14 


106 


120.     ROBIN   HOOD'S  DEATH 


a.  The  English  Archer,  Paisley,  printed  by  John  Neilson 
for  George  Caldwell,  Bookseller,  near  the  Cross,  1786,  p.  81, 
No  24.  b.  The  English  Archer,  York,  printed  by  N.  Nick- 
son,  in  Feasegate,  n.  d.,  p.  70. 

1  WHEN  Robin  Hood  and  Little  John 

Down  a  down  a  down  a  down 
Went  oer  yon  bank  of  broom, 

Said  Robin  Hood  bold  to  Little  John, 
We  have  shot  for  many  a  pound. 

Hey,  etc. 

2  But  I  am  not  able  to  shoot  one  shot  more, 

My  broad  arrows  will  not  flee ; 
But  I  have  a  cousin  lives  down  below, 
Please  God,  she  will  bleed  me. 

3  Now  Robin  he  is  to  fair  Kirkly  gone, 

As  fast  as  he  can  win ; 
But  before  he  came  there,  as  we  do  hear, 
He  was  taken  very  ill. 

4  And  when  he  came  to  fair  Kirkly-hall, 

He  knockd  all  at  the  ring, 
But  none  was  so  ready  as  his  cousin  herself 
For  to  let  bold  Robin  in. 

5  <  Will  you  please  to  sit  down,  cousin  Robin,' 

she  said, 

1  And  drink  some  beer  with  me  ? ' 
4  No,  I  will  neither  eat  nor  drink, 
Till  I  am  blooded  by  thee.' 

6  '  Well,  I  have  a  room,  cousin  Robin,'  she  said, 

'  Which  you  did  never  see, 
And  if  you  please  to  walk  therein, 
You  blooded  by  me  shall  be.' 

7  She  took  him  by  the  lily-white  hand, 

And  led  him  to  a  private  room, 
And  there  she  blooded  bold  Robin  Hood, 
While  one  drop  of  blood  would  run  down. 

8  She  blooded  him  in  a  vein  of  the  arm, 

And  locked  him  up  in  the  room ; 
Then  did  he  bleed  all  the  live-long  day, 
Until  the  next  day  at  noon. 

9  He  then  bethought  him  of  a  casement  there, 

Thinking  for  to  get  down ; 
But  was  so  weak  he  could  not  leap, 
He  could  not  get  him  down. 


10  He  then  bethought  him  of  his  bugle-horn, 

Which  hung  low  down  to  his  knee ; 
He  set  his  horn  unto  his  mouth, 
And  blew  out  weak  blasts  three. 

11  Then  Little  John,  when  hearing  him, 

As  he  sat  under  a  tree, 
'  I  fear  my  master  is  now  near  dead, 
He  blows  so  wearily.' 

12  Then  Little  John  to  fair  Kirkly  is  gone, 

As  fast  as  he  can  dree ; 
But  when  he  came  to  Kirkly-hall, 
He  broke  locks  two  or  three : 

13  Until  he  came  bold  Robin  to  see, 

Then  he  fell  on  his  knee  ; 
'  A  boon,  a  boon,'  cries  Little  John, 
'  Master,  I  beg  of  thee.' 

14  '  What  is  that  boon,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  Little  John,  [thou]  begs  of  me  ? ' 
( It  is  to  burn  fair  Kirkly-hall, 
And  all  their  nunnery.' 

15  '  Now  nay,  now  nay,'  quoth  Robin  Hood, 

'  That  boon  I  '11  not  grant  thee ; 
I  never  hurt  woman  in  all  my  life, 
Nor  men  in  woman's  company. 

16  '  I  never  hurt  fair  maid  in  all  my  time, 

Nor  at  mine  end  shall  it  be  ; 
But  give  me  my  bent  bow  in  my  hand, 

And  a  broad  arrow  I  '11  let  flee  ; 
And  where  this  arrow  is  taken  up, 

There  shall  my  grave  digged  be. 

17  '  Lay  me  a  green  sod  under  my  head, 

And  another  at  my  feet ; 
And  lay  my  bent  bow  by  my  side, 

Which  was  my  music  sweet ; 
And  make  my  grave  of  gravel  and  green, 

Which  is  most  right  and  meet. 

18  '  Let  me  have  length  and  breadth  enough, 

With  a  green  sod  under  my  head ; 
That  they  may  say,  when  I  am  dead 
Here  lies  bold  Robin  Hood.' 

19  These  words  they  readily  granted  him, 

Which  did  bold  Robin  please  : 
And  there  they  buried  bold  Robin  Hood, 
Within  the  fair  Kirkleys. 


120.    ROBIN  HOOD'S  DEATH 


107 


A.  I8,  church  Lees :  ef.  II8.     28.  halfe  100d. 
31.  there  is.     62.  nor  shoote.     71,  II1.  2. 
88,  182,  274.  half  a  page  gone. 

121.  church  lees.     132.  20?. 

20  *.  shop  for  shot.     208.  grounding. 

244.  church  lee. 

B.  a.  Robin  Hood's   death   and  burial :    shewing 

how  he  was  taken  ill,  and  how  he  went  to 
his  cousin  at  Kirkly-hall,  in  Yorkshire,  who 
let  him  blood,  which  was  the  cause  of  his 
death.  Tune  of  Robin  Hood's  last  fare- 
wel,  etc. 

22.  fly.     15".  burnt  for  hurt.     19*.  Kirkly. 

The  ballad,  as  Ritson  says,  "  is  made  to  con- 
clude with  some  foolish  lines  (adopted  from 
the  London  copy  "  of  B.  H.  and  the  Val- 
iant Knight)  in  order  to  introduce  the 
epitaph. 

20  Thus  he  that  never  feard  bow  nor  spear 

Was  murderd  by  letting  blood ; 
And  so,  loving  friends,  the  story  it  ends 
Of  valiant  Robin  Hood. 

21  There 's  nothing  remains  but  his  epitaph  now, 

Which,  reader,  here  you  have, 
To  this  very  day  which  read  you  may, 

As  it  is  upon  his  grave. 
Hey  down  a  derry  derry  down 

The  epitaph,  however,  does  not  follow. 
b.  Title  as  in  a,  omitting  in  Yorkshire  and  Tune 
of,  etc.     Printed   in   stanzas  of  two  long 
lines.     The  burden  is  wanting. 

I2,  over.     I8,  bold  wanting. 

22.  broad  wanting :  flee.     31.  he  wanting. 

3*.  coud  wen.     41.  when  that. 

42.  knocked  at.     5*.  I  blood  letted  be. 

6*.  You  blood  shall  letted  be. 


72.  let  him  into.     74.  Whilst :  down  wanting. 

81.  in  the  vein.     82.  in  a.     88.  There. 

91.  casement  door.     92.  to  be  gone. 

94.  Nor  he  :  him  wanting. 

104.  strong  blasts.     II2.  under  the. 

II8.  now  wanting.     122.  he  could. 

131.  see  wanting.     141.  quoth  for  said. 

142.  thou  begs.     15.  wanting.     161.  neer. 

162.  at  my.     164.  my  broad  arrows. 

171'2.  To  go  with  168'4. 

With  verdant  sods  most  neatly  put, 

Sweet  as  the  green  wood  tree. 
191.  promisd  him.     194.  Near  to :  Kirkleys. 
201.  that  feard  neither.     208.  it  wanting. 
204.  valiant  bold.     211.  There  is. 
214.  it  was  upon  the. 
After  19. 

Kirkleys  was  beautiful  of  old, 

Like  Winifrid's  of  Wales, 
By  whose  fair  well  strange  cures  are  told 

In  legendary  tales. 
Upon  his  grave  was  laid  a  stone, 

Declaring  that  he  dy'd, 
And  tho  so  many  years  ago, 
Time  can't  his  actions  hide. 

At  the  end  is  the  epitaph,  wanting  in  a. 

Robin  Hood's  Epitaph,  set  on  his  tomb  by  the 
Prioress  of  Kirkley  Monastry,  in  Yorkshire. 

Robert  Earl  of  Huntington 
Lies  under  this  little  stone. 
No  archer  was  like  him  so  good, 
His  wildness  nam'd  him  Robin  Hood. 
Full  thirteen  years  and  something  more 
These  no[r]thern  parts  he  vexed  sore  : 
Such  out-laws  as  he  and  his  men 
May  England  never  know  again. 


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ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  POTTER 

Library  of  the  University  of  Cambridge,  MS.  E  e.  4.  85,  fol.  14  b,  of  about  1500. 


PRINTED  from  the  manuscript  in  Ritson's 
Robiu  Hood,  1795,  I,  81 ;  here  from  a  tran- 
script of  the  original,  carefully  revised  by  Rev. 
Professor  Skeat. 

Robin  Hood  sees  a  potter  driving  over  the 
lea ;  the  potter  has  been  in  the  habit  of  pass- 
ing that  way,  and  never  has  paid  toll.  Little 
John  has  had  a  brush  with  the  potter,  and 
offers  to  lay  forty  shillings  that  no  man  can 
make  him  leave  a  pledge.  Robin  accepts 
the  wager,  stops  the  potter,  and  demands  a 
"  pledge  "  ;  the  potter  refuses  to  leave  pledge 
or  pay  toll,  takes  a  staff  from  his  cart,  knocks 
Robin's  buckler  out  of  his  hand,  and,  ere 
Robin  can  recover  it,  fells  him  with  a  blow 
in  the  neck.  Robin  owns  that  he  has  lost. 
The  potter  says  it  is  no  courtesy  to  stop  a 
poor  yeoman  thus ;  Robin  agrees  heartily, 
and  proposes  fellowship,  also  to  change  clothes 
with  the  potter  and  sell  his  ware  at  Notting- 
ham. The  potter  is  willing  ;  John  warns  his 
master  to  beware  of  the  sheriff.  Robin  takes 
his  stand  near  the  sheriff's  gate,  and  offers  his 
pots  so  cheap  that  soon  there  are  but  five 
left ;  these  he  sends  as  a  gift  to  the  sheriff's 
wife,  who  in  return  asks  him  to  dinner. 
While  they  are  at  their  meal,  two  of  the 
sheriff's  men  talk  of  a  shooting -match  for 
forty  shillings :  this  the  potter  says  he  will 
see,  and  after  a  good  dinner  goes  with  the 
rest  to  the  butts.  All  the  archers  come  half 
a  bow's  length  short  of  the  mark ;  Robin,  at 
his  wish,  gets  a  bow  from  the  sheriff,  and  his 
first  shot  misses  the  mark  by  less  than  a  foot, 
his  second  cleaves  the  central  pin  in  three. 
The  sheriff  applauds  ;  Robin  says  there  is  a 
bow  in  his  cart  which  he  had  of  Robin  Hood. 
The  sheriff  wishes  he  could  see  Robin  Hood, 
and  the  potter  offers  to  gratify  this  wish  on 


the  morrow.  They  go  back  to  the  sheriff's  for 
the  night,  and  early  the  next  day  set  forth ; 
the  sheriff  riding,  the  potter  in  his  cart. 
When  they  come  to  the  wood,  the  potter 
blows  his  horn,  for  so  they  shall  know  if 
Robin  be  near ;  the  horn  brings  all  Robin's 
men.  The  sheriff  would  now  give  a  hundred 
pound  not  to  have  had  his  wish  ;  had  he 
known  his  man  at  Nottingham,  it  would  have 
been  a  thousand  year  ere  the  potter  had 
come  to  the  forest.  I  know  that  well,  says 
Robin,  and  therefore  shall  you  leave  your  horse 
with  us,  and  your  other  gear.  Were  it  not 
for  your  wife  you  would  not  come  off  so  lightly. 
The  sheriff  goes  home  afoot,  but  with  a  white 
palfrey,  which  Robin  presents  to  his  wife. 
Have  you  brought  Robin  home?  asks  the 
dame.  Devil  speed  him,  answers  her  spouse, 
he  has  taken  everything  from  me ;  all  but 
this  fair  palfrey,  which  he  has  sent  to  thee. 
The  merry  dame  laughs,  and  swears  that  the 
pots  have  been  well  paid  for.  Robin  asks 
the  potter  how  much  his  pots  were  worth, 
-gives  him  ten  pounds  instead  of  the  two 
nobles  for  which  they  could  have  been  sold, 
and  a  welcome  to  the  wood  whenever  he  shall 
come  that  way. 

The  Play  of  Robin  Hood,  an  imperfect 
copy  of  which  is  printed  at  the  end  of  Cop- 
land's and  of  White's  edition  of  The  Gest,  is 
founded  on  the  ballads  of  Robin  Hood  and 
the  Curtal  Friar  and  of  Robin  Hood  and  the 
Potter.  The  portion  which  is  based  on  the 
ballad  of  Robin  and  the  Potter  is  given  in  an 
appendix. 

Robin  Hood  and  the  Butcher,  No  122,  re- 
peats many  of  the  incidents  of  the  present 
ballad.  The  sheriff  is  enticed  into  the  forest 
(by  Little  John  instead  of  Robin  Hood)  in 


121.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  POTTER. 


109 


The  Gest,  181  ff.  This  part  of  the  story,  in 
Robin  Hood  and  the  Butcher,  is  much  more 
like  that  of  The  Gest  than  it  is  in  Robin  Hood 
and  the  Potter.  We  shall  have  only  too 
many  variations  of  the  adventure  in  which 
Robin  Hood  unexpectedly  meets  his  match  in 
a  hand-to-hand  fight,  now  with  a  pinder,  then 
with  a  tanner,  tinker,  shepherd,  beggar,  etc. 
His  adversaries,  after  proving  their  mettle,  are 
sometimes  invited  and  induced  to  join  his  com- 
pany :  not  so  here.  In  some  broadside  ballads 
of  this  description,  with  an  extravagance  com- 
mon enough  in  imitations,  Robin  Hood  is 
very  badly  mauled,  and  made  all  but  con- 
temptible.* In  Robin  Hood  and  the  Pot- 
ter, Little  John  is  willing  to  wager  on  the 
result  of  a  trial,  from  his  own  experience. 
Will  Scadlock  is  equally  confident  in  Robin 
Hood  and  the  Curtal  Friar,  perhaps  for  the 
same  reason,  although  this  is  not  said.  In 
Robin  Hood  and  the  Shepherd,  Little  John 
takes  his  turn  after  his  master,  and  so  with 
three  of  Robin's  men  in  Robin  Hood  and  the 
Beggar,  No  133. 

Hereward  the  Saxon  introduces  himself  into 
the  Norman  court  as  a  potter,  to  obtain  in- 
formation of  an  attack  which  William  the 
Conqueror  was  thought  to  intend  on  his 
stronghold  at  Ely:  De  Gestis  Herwardi 


Saxonis,  24,  in  Michel,  Chroniques  Anglo- 
Normandes,  II,  69,  attributed  to  the  twelfth 
century.  Wallace,  in  like  manner,  to  scout 
in  the  English  camp:  Blind  Harry's  poem, 
ed.  Moir,  Book  Six,  v.  435  ff,  p.  123  ff.  This 
is  also  one  of  the  many  artifices  by  which 
Eustace  the  Monk  deceives  his  enemy,  the 
Count  of  Boulogne :  Roman  d'Eustache  le 
Moine,  ed.  Michel,  p.  39,  v.  1071  ff,  a  poem 
of  the  thirteenth  century.  See,  for  Here- 
ward  and  Eustace,  T.  Wright's  Essays  on 
Subjects  connected  with  the  Literature,  etc., 
of  England  in  the  Middle  Ages,  II,  108  ff, 
135. 

Disguise  is  the  wonted  and  simplest  expe- 
dient of  an  outlaw  mixing  among  his  foes, 
"  wherein  the  pregnant  enemy  does  much." 
Fulk  Fitz  Warine  takes  the  disguise  of  an  old 
monk,  a  merchant,  a  charcoal-burner;  Here- 
ward,  that  of  a  potter,  a  fisherman  ;  Eustace 
the  Monk,  of  a  potter,  shepherd,  pilgrim, 
charcoal-burner,  woman,  leper,  carpenter,  min- 
strel, etc. ;  Wallace,  of  a  potter,  pilgrim, 
woman  (twice),  etc.,  in  Blind  Harry's  poem, 
of  a  beggar  in  ballads ;  Robin  Hood,  of  a 
potter,  butcher,  beggar,  shepherd,  an  old 
woman,  a  fisherman  (?),  Guy  of  Gisborne. 

Translated  by  Anastasius  Griin,  p.  76. 


1  IN  schomer,  when  the  leves  spryng, 

The  bloschoms  on  euery  bowe, 
So  merey  doyt  the  berdys  syng 
Yn  wodys  merey  now. 

2  Herkens,  god  yemen, 

Comley,  corteys,  and  god, 
On  of  the  best  pat  yeuer  bare  bowe, 
Hes  name  was  Roben  Hode. 

3  Roben  Hood  was  the  yeman's  name, 

That  was  boyt  corteys  and  ffre  ; 
Ffor  the  loffe  of  owre  ladey, 
All  wemen  werschepyd  he. 


*  The  personage  may  have  been  varied  in  the  broadside 
ballads  to  catch  the  pence  of  tanners,  tinkers,  and  the 
rest ;  or  possibly  some  member  of  the  respective  fraternities 
might  do  this  for  the  glory  of  his  craft.  A  parallel  case 
seems  to  be  afforded  by  the  well-known  German  ballad, 


4  Bot  as  the  god  yeman  stod  on  a  day, 

Among  hes  mery  maney, 
He  was  ware  of  a  prowd  potter, 
Cam  dryfyng  owyr  the  ley. 

5  '  Yonder  comet  a  prod  potter,'  seyde  Roben, 

'  That  long  hayt  hantyd  ]>is  wey  ; 
He  was  neuer  so  corteys  a  man 
On  peney  of  pawage  to  pay.' 

6  '  Y  met  hem  bot  at  Went-breg,'  seyde  Lytyll 

John, 

'  And  therefore  yeff ell  mot  he  the ! 
Seche  thre  strokes  he  me  gafe, 
Yet  by  my  seydys  cleffe  ]>ey. 

'  Der  Zimmergesell  ttnd  die  junge  Markgrafin,'  which  is 
also  sung  of  a  journeyman  shoemaker,  tailor,  locksmith, 
etc. ;  as  remarked  by  A.  Griin,  Robin  Hood,  Ein  Balladen- 
kranz,  p.  47  f. 


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7  '  Y  ley  forty  shillings,'  seyde  Lytyll  John, 

'  To  pay  het  thes  same  day, 

Ther  ys  nat  a  man  among  hus  all 

A  wed  schall  make  hem  ley.' 

8  *  Here  ys  forty  shillings,'  seyde  Roben, 

*  More,  and  thow  dar  say, 
pat  y  schall  make  J>at  prowde  potter, 
A  wed  to  me  schall  he  ley.' 

9  There  thes  money  they  leyde, 

They  toke  het  a  yeman  to  kepe ; 
Roben  beffore  the  potter  he  breyde, 
A[nd]  bad  hem  stond  stell. 

10  Handys  apon  hes  hors  he  leyde, 

And  bad  the  potter  stonde  foil  stell ; 
The  potter  schorteley  to  hem  seyde, 
Ff elow,  what  ys  they  well  ? 

11  '  All   thes   thre   yer,    and    more,   potter,'   he 

seyde, 

'  Thow  hast  hantyd  thes  wey, 
Yet  were  tow  neuer  so  cortys  a  man 
On  peney  of  pauage  to  pay.' 

12  '  What  ys  they  name,'  seyde  J?e  potter, 

'  Ffor  pauage  thow  aske  of  me  ? ' 
'  Roben  Hod  ys  mey  name, 
A  wed  schall  thow  leffe  me.' 

13  '  Wed  well  y  non  leffe,'  seyde  ]>e  potter, 

4  Nor  pavag  well  y  non  pay  ; 
Awey  they  honde  ffro  mey  hors ! 
Y  well  the  tene  eyls,  be  mey  ffay.' 

14  The  potter  to  hes  cart  he  went, 

He  was  not  to  seke ; 
A  god  to-hande  staffe  J>erowt  he  hent, 
Beffore  Roben  he  leppyd. 

15  Roben  howt  with  a  swerd  bent, 

A  bokeler  en  hes  honde ; 
The  potter  to  Roben  he  went, 

And  seyde,  Ffelow,  let  mey  hors  go. 

16  Togeder  then  went  thes  to  yemen, 

Het  was  a  god  seyt  to  se  ; 
Thereof  low  Robyn  hes  men, 
There  they  stod  onder  a  tre. 


The  potter,  with  a  acward  stroke, 
Smot  the  bokeler  owt  of  hes  honde. 

18  A[nd]  ar  Roben  meyt  get  het  agen 

Hes  bokeler  at  hes  ffette, 
The  potter  yn  the  neke  hem  toke, 
To  the  gronde  sone  he  yede. 

19  That  saw  Roben  hes  men, 

As  thay  stod  onder  a  bow ; 
'  Let  vs  helpe  owre  master,'  seyde  Lytell  John, 
'  Yonder  potter,'  seyde  he,  '  els  well  hem 
slo.' 

20  Thes  yemen  went  with  a  breyde, 

To  ther  mast[er]  they  cam. 
Leytell  John  to  hes  mast[er]  seyde, 
Ho  haet  the  wager  won  ? 

21  '  Schall  y  haffe  yowre  forty  shillings,'  seyde 

Lytl  John, 

'  Or  ye,  master,  schall  haffe  myne  ? ' 
'  Yeff  they  were  a  hundred,'  seyde  Roben, 
'  Y  ffeythe,  they  ben  all  theyne.' 

22  *  Het  ys  fol  leytell  cortesey,'  seyde  ]>e  potter, 

'  As  y  haffe  harde  weyse  men  saye, 
Yeffe  a  pore  yeman  com  drywyng  on  the  wey, 
To  let  hem  of  hes  gorney.' 

23  '  Be  mey  trowet,  thow  seys  soyt,'  seyde  Roben, 

'  Thow  seys  god  yeme[n]rey ; 
And  thow  dreyffe  fforthe  yeuery  day, 
"Thow  schalt  neuer  be  let  ffor  me. 

24 . '  Y  well  prey  the,  god  potter, 

A  ffelischepe  well  thow  haffe  ? 
Geffe  me  they  clothyng,  and  ]>ow  schalt  hafe 

myne; 
Y  well  go  to  Notynggam.' 

25  '  Y  gra[n]t  thereto,'  seyde  the  potter, 

'  Thow  schalt  ffeynde  me  a  ffelow  gode ; 
Bot  thow  can  sell  mey  -pottys  well, 
Com  ayen  as  thow  yode.' 

26  '  Nay,  be  mey  trowt,'  seyde  Roben, 

'  And  then  y  bescro  mey  hede, 
Yeffe  y  bryng  eny  pottys  ayen, 
And  eney  weyffe  well  hem  chepe.' 


17  Leytell  John  to  hes  ffelowhe[s]  seyde, 
'  Yend  potter  well  steffeley  stonde : ' 


27  Than  spake  Leytell  John, 

And  all  hes  ffelowhes  heynd, 


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111 


'  Master,  be  well  ware  of  the  screffe  of  Not- 

ynggam, 
Ffor  he  ys  leytell  howr  ffrende.' 

28  '  Heyt  war  howte  ! '  seyde  Roben, 

4  Ff elowhes,  let  me  a  lone ; 
Thorow  the  helpe  of  Howr  Ladey, 
To  Notynggam  well  y  gon.' 

29  Robyn  went  to  Notynggam, 

Thes  pottys  ffor  to  sell ; 
The  potter  abode  with  Robens  men, 
There  he  ffered  not  eylle. 

30  Tho  Roben  droffe  on  hes  wey, 

So  merey  ower  the  londe  : 
Her  es  more,  and  affter  ys  to  saye, 
The  best  ys  beheynde. 


31  When  Roben  cam  to  Notynggam, 

The  soyt  yef  y  scholde  saye, 
He  set  op  hes  hors  anon, 

And  gaffe  hem  hotys  and  haye. 

32  Yn  the  medys  of  the  towne, 

There  he  schowed  hes  ware ; 
1  Pottys !  pottys ! '  he  gan  crey  foil  sone, 
'  Haffe  hansell  ffor  the  mare ! ' 

33  Ffoll  effen  agenest  the  screffeys  gate 

Schowed  he  hes  chaff  are ; 
Weyffes  and  wedowes  abowt  hem  drow, 
And  chepyd  ffast  of  hes  ware. 

34  Yet,  '  Pottys,  gret  chepe ! '  creyed  Robyn, 

'  Y  loff e  yeff ell  thes  to  stonde ; ' 
And  all  that  say  hem  sell 

Seyde  he  had  be  no  potter  long. 

35  The  pottys  that  were  werthe  pens  ffeyffe, 

He  solde  tham  ffor  pens  thre  ; 
Preveley  seyde  man  and  weyffe, 
'  Ywnder  potter  schall  neuer  the.' 

36  Thos  Roben  solde  ffoll  ffast, 

Tell  he  had  pottys  hot  ffeyffe ; 
Op  he  hem  toke  of  hes  care, 

And  sende  hem  to  the  screffeys  weyffe. 

37  Thereof  sche  was  ffoll  ffayne, 

'  Gereamarsey,  ser,'  than  seyde  sche  ; 


'  When  ye  com  to  thes  contre  ayen, 

Y  schall  bey  of  the[y]  pottys,  so  mot  y  the.' 

38  '  Ye  schall  haffe  of  the  best,'  seyde  Roben, 

And  sware  be  the  Treneyte ; 
Ffoll  corteysley  [scjhe  gan  hem  call, 
'  Com  deyne  with  the  screfe  and  me.' 

39  '  God  amarsey,'  seyde  Roben, 

'  Yowre  bedyng  schall  be  doyn ; ' 
A  mayden  yn  the  pottys  gan  here, 

Roben  and  pe  screffe  weyffe  ffolowed  anon. 

40  Whan  Roben  yn  to  the  hall  cam, 

The  screffe  sone  he  met ; 
The  potter  cowed  of  corteysey, 
And  sone  the  screffe  he  gret. 

41  '  Lo,  ser,  what  thes  potter  hayt  geff e  yow  and 

me; 

Ffeyffe  pottys  smalle  and  grete  ! ' 
'  He  ys  ffoll  wellcom,'  seyd  the  screffe ; 
'  Let  os  was,  and  go  to  mete.' 


42  As  they  sat  at  her  methe, 

With  a  nobell  chere, 
To  of  the  screffes  men  gan 
Off  a  gret  wager ; 


43  Off  a  schotyng,  was  god  and  ffeyne, 

Was  made  the  thother  daye, 
Off  forty  shillings,  the  soyt  to  saye, 
Who  scholde  thes  wager  wen. 

44  Styll  than  sat  thes  prowde  potter, 

Thos  than  thowt  he  ; 
As  y  am  a  trow  cerstyn  man, 
Thes  schotyng  well  y  se. 

45  Whan  they  had  ffared  of  the  best, 

With  bred  and  ale  and  weyne, 
To  the  bottys  the  made  them  prest, 
With  bowes  and  boltys  ffoll  ffeyne. 

46  The  screffes  men  schot  ffoll  ffast, 

As  archares  pat  weren  godde  ; 
There  cam  non  ner  ney  the  marke 
Bey  halffe  a  god  archares  bowe. 

47  Stell  then  stod  the  prowde  potter, 

Thos  than  seyde  he  ; 
And  y  had  a  bow,  be  the  rode, 
On  schot  scholde  yow  se. 


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121.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  POTTER 


48  '  Thow  schall  haffe  a  bow,'  seyde  the  screffe, 

'  The  best  'pat  thow  well  cheys  of  thre ; 
Thou  semyst  a  stalward  and  a  stronge, 
Asay  schall  thow  be.' 

49  The  screffe  commandyd  a  yeman  J>at  stod  hem 

bey 

Affter  bowhes  to  weynde ; 
The  best  bow  'pat  the  yeman  browthe 
Roben  set  on  a  stryng. 

50  '  Now  schall  y  wet  and  thow  be  god, 

And  polle  het  op  to  they  nere  ; ' 
'  So  god  me  helpe,'  seyde  the  prowde  potter, 
'  Jty8  ys  ^°^  Jy§>?'  weke  gere.' 

51  To  a  quequer  Roben  went, 

A  god  bolt  owthe  he  toke ; 
So  ney  on  to  the  marke  he  went, 
He  ffayled  not  a  fothe. 

52  All  they  schot  abowthe  agen, 

The  screffes  men  and  he ; 
Off  the  marke  he  welde  not  ffayle, 
He  cleffed  the  preke  on  thre. 

53  The  screffes  men  thowt  gret  schame 

The  potter  the  mastry  wan  ; 
The  screffg  lowe  and  made  god  game, 
And  seyde,  Potter,  thow  art  a  man. 

54 

Thow  art  worthey  to  bere  a  bowe 
Yn  what  plas  that  ]>ow  goe. 

55  '  Yn  mey  cart  y  haffe  a  bowe, 

Ffor  soyt,'  he  seyde,  '  and  that  a  godde  ; 
Yn  mey  cart  ys  the  bow 

That  gaffe  me  Robyn  Hode.' 

56  'Knowest  thow  Robyn  Hode?'    seyde  the 

screffe, 

'  Potter,  y  prey,  the  tell  thow  me ; ' 
'  A  hundred  torne  y  haffe  schot  with  hem, 
Vnder  hes  tortyll-tre.' 

57  '  Y  had  leuer  nar  a  hundred  ponde,'  seyde  J>e 

screffe, 
'  And  sware  be  the  Trenite", 

"bat  the  ffals  outelawe  stod  be  me.' 


58  '  And  ye  well  do  afftyr  mey  red,'  seyde  )>e 

potter, 

'  And  boldeley  go  with  me, 
And  to  morow,  or  we  het  bred, 
Roben  Hode  well  we  se.' 

59  '  Y  wel  queyt  the,'  kod  the  screffe, 

'  Y  swere  be  God  of  meythe ; ' 
Schetyng  thay  left,  and  horn  ]>ey  went, 
Her  soper  was  reddy  deythe. 

60  Vpon  the  morow,  when  het  was  day, 

He  boskyd  hem  fforthe  to  reyde ; 
The  potter  hes  cart  fforthe  gan  ray, 
And  wolde  not  leffe  beheynde. 

61  He  toke  leffe  of  the  screffys  wyffe, 

And  thankyd  her  of  all  thyng : 
'  Dam,  ffor  mey  loffe  and  ye  well  pys  were, 
Y  geffe  yow  here  a  golde  ryng.' 

62  '  Gramarsey,'  seyde  the  weyffe, 

'  Ser,  god  eylde  het  the ; ' 
The  screffes  hart  was  neuer  so  leythe, 
The  ffeyre  fforeyst  to  se. 

63  And  when  he  cam  yn  to  the  fforeyst, 

Yonder  the  leffes  grene, 
Berdys  there  sange  on  bowhes  prest, 
Het  was  gret  goy  to  se. 

64  '  Here  het  ys  merey  to  be,'  seyde  Roben, 

'  Ffor  a  man  that  had  hawt  to  spende ; 
Be  mey  home  I  schall  awet 
Yeff  Roben  Hode  be  here.' 

65  Roben  set  hes  home  to  hes  mowthe, 

And  blow  a  blast  pat  was  ffoll  god ; 
J>at  herde  hes  men  ]>at  pere  stode, 
Ffer  downe  yn  the  wodde. 

66  '  I  her  mey  master  blow,'  seyde  Leytell  John, 


They  ran  as  thay  were  wode. 

67  Whan  thay  to  thar  master  cam, 

Leytell  John  wold  not  spare ; 
'  Master,  how  haffe  yow  ffare  yn  Notynggam  ? 
How  haffe  yow  solde  yowre  ware  ? ' 

68  '  Ye,  be  mey  trowthe,  Leyty[ll]  John, 

Loke  thow  take  no  care ; 


121.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  POTTER 


113 


Y  haffe  browt  the  screffe  of  Notynggam, 
Ffor  all  howre  chaff  are.' 

69  '  He  ys  ffoll  wellcom,'  seyde  Lytyll  John, 

'  Thes  tydyng  ys  ffoll  godde  ; 
The  screffe  had  leuer  nar  a  hundred  ponde 
He  had  [neuer  sene  Koben  Hode.] 

70  '  [Had  I]  west  pat  befforen, 

At  Notynggam  when  we  were, 
Thow  scholde  not  com  yn  ffeyre  fforest 
Of  all  thes  thowsande  eyre.' 

71  '  That  wot  y  well,'  seyde  Roben, 

'  Y  thanke  God  that  ye  be  here ; 
Thereffore  schall  ye  leffe  yowre  hors  with  hos, 
And  all  yowre  hother  gere.' 

72  « That  ffend  I  Godys  fforbod,'  kod  the  screffe, 

'  So  to  lese  mey  godde ; 


73  '  Hether  ye  cam  on  hors  ffoll  hey, 

And  horn  schall  ye  go  on  ffote ; 
And  gret  well  they  weyffe  at  home, 
The  woman  ys  ffoll  godde. 

74  '  Y  schall  her  sende  a  wheyt  palffrey, 

Het  ambellet  be  mey  ffey, 


75  '  Y  schall  her  sende  a  wheyt  palffrey, 

Het  hambellet  as  the  weynde ; 
Nere  ffor  the  loffe  of  yowre  weyffe, 
Off  more  sorow  scholde  yow  seyng.' 

76  Thes  parted  Robyn  Hode  and  the  screffe  ; 

To  Notynggam  he  toke  the  waye ; 


Hes  weyffe  ffeyre  welcomed  hem  horn, 
And  to  hem  gan  sche  saye : 

77  Seyr,  how  haffe  yow  ffared  yn  grene  fforeyst  ? 

Haffe  ye  browt  Roben  horn  ? 
'  Dam,  the  deyell  spede  hem,  bothe  bodey  and 

bon; 
Y  haffe  hade  a  ffoll  gret  skorne. 

78  '  Of  all  the  god  that  y  haffe  lade  to  grene  wod, 

He  hayt  take  het  ffro  me ; 
All  bot  thes  ffeyre  palffrey, 
That  he  hayt  sende  to  the.' 

79  With  pat  sche  toke  op  a  lowde  lawhyng, 

And  swhare  be  hem  pat  deyed  on  tre, 
4  Now  haffe  yow  payed  ffor  all  pe  pottys 
That  Roben  gaffe  to  me. 

80  '  Now  ye  be  com  horn  to  Notynggam, 

Ye  schall  haffe  god  ynowe ; ' 
Now  speke  we  of  Roben  Hode, 

And  of  the  pottyr  ondyr  the  grene  bowhe. 

81  '  Potter,  what  was  they  pottys  worthe 

To  Notynggam  pat  y  ledde  with  me  ? ' 
'  They  wer  worthe  to  nobellys,'  seyde  he, 

'  So  mot  y  treyffe  or  the  ; 
So  cowde  y  [haffe]  had  ffor  thani, 

And  y  had  there  be.' 

82  '  Thow  schalt  hafe  ten  ponde,'  seyde  Roben, 

*  Of  money  ffeyre  and  ffre ; 
And  yeuer  whan  thow  comest  to  grene  wod, 
Wellcom,  potter,  to  me.' 

83  Thes  partyd  Robyn,  the  screffe,  and  the  potter, 

Ondernethe  the  grene-wod  tre  ; 
God  haffe  mersey  on  Roben  Hodys  solle, 
And  saffe  all  god  yemanrey ! 


22.  cortessey.     34.  werschep  ye. 

44.  the  lefe.     51,  61.  syde.     6*.  Seche  iij. 

64.  pey  cleffe  by  my  seydys. 

71,  81,  211,  438.  xls'.     7s.  hys  all. 

74.  hem  leffe.     II1.  thes  iij.     II4.  I  peney. 

142.  And  teke  at  the  beginning  of  the  line 

struck  through. 

161.  thes  ij.     171.  ffelow  he  seyde. 
178.  a  caward.     192.  onder  or  ender. 
194.  hels  :  sclo.     201.  went  yemen. 

31..    III.  15 


202.  To  thes.     218,  56s,  571.  a  c. 

25.  st.  29  is  wrongly  put  here. 

25*.  yede.     272.  ffelow  hes. 

28.  The  order  of  the  lines  is  3,  2, 1,  4. 

308.  Heres.     351.  pens  v. 

352.  pens  iij.  d.     362.  bot  v. 

372.  Gere  amarsey  seyde  sche  than,  with  a 

character  after  sche  which  is  probably  an 

abbreviation  for  ser,  as  in  622. 


114 


121.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  POTTER 


414.  to  to.    421.  methe.     42*.  ij  of. 

43'.  xl  s.     45s.  the  pottys. 

454.  bolt  yt.     48a.  of  iij.     48*.  senyst. 

48*.  A  say. 

502.  And  [thow]  ?    The  11  in  polle  is  crossed  ; 

potte  may  have  been  intended  by  the  writer. 
52*.  on  iij. 
54H  No  blank  here,  and  none  at  57s,  6G2-8, 

72s-4,  748-4. 
55s-4.  Yn  mey  cart  ys   the  bow  pat    Robyn 

gaffe  me. 

568.  A  c.     571,  69*.  a  c. 
592.  &  swere :  meythey.     594.  scoper. 
64*.  he  schall.     681.  I  leyty. 
694,  701.  He  had  west  pat  be  fforen. 


741-2.  Ought  perhaps  to  be  dropped.  The 
writer,  having  got  the  second  verse  wrong, 
may  have  begun  the  stanza  again. 

808.  After  this  line  is  repeated,  Ye  schall 
haffe  god  ynowhe. 

804.  bowhes.     81".  worthe  ij. 

816.  be  there.     82.  hafe  x  li. 

Expleycyt  Robynhode. 

A  bowt,  a  non,  be  heynde,  etc.  are  joined. 
And  for  &  throughout.  Some  terminal  curls 
rendered  with  e  were,  perhaps,  mere  tricks 
of  writing ;  as  marks  over  final  m,  n,  in 
cam,  on,  yemen,  etc.,  crossed  double  1  in  all, 
etc.,  a  curled  n  in  Roben,  have  been  assumed 
to  be. 


APPENDIX 


THE  PLAYE  OF  ROBYN  HODE  (vv.  121  ff.) 

As  printed  by  Copland,  at  the  end  of  his  edition 
of  the  Gest,  with  a  few  corrections  from  White's 
edition,  1634 :  Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II,  199. 
I  have  not  thought  it  necessary  to  collate  Ritson's 
reprint  with  Copland.  The  collations  with  White 
here  are  made  with  the  undated  copy  in  the  Bod- 
leian Library,  Z.  3.  Art.  Seld. 


ROBYN   HODE 


v.  121 


Lysten,  to  [me],  my  mery  men  all, 

And  harke  what  I  shall  say ; 

Of  an  adventure  I  shall  you  tell, 

That  befell  this  other  daye. 

With  a  proude  potter  I  met, 

And  a  rose-garlande  on  his  head, 

The  floures  of  it  shone  marvaylous  freshe  ; 

This  seven  yere  and  more  he  hath  used  this  waye, 

Yet  was  he  never  so  curteyse  a  potter 

As  one  peny  passage  to  paye.  130 

Is  there  any  of  my  mery  men  all 

That  dare  be  so  bolde 

To  make  the  potter  paie  passage, 

Either  silver  or  golde  ? 

LYTELL  JOHN 

Not  I  master,  for  twenty  pound  redy  tolde,  135 

For  there  is  not  among  us  al  one 

That  dare  medle  with  that  potter,  man  for  man. 

I  felt  his  handes  not  long  agone, 

But  I  had  lever  have  ben  here  by  the ; 

Therfore  I  knowe  what  he  is.  140 


Mete  him  when  ye  wil,  or  mete  him  whan  ye  shal, 
He  is  as  propre  a  man  as  ever  you  medle[d]  withal. 

ROBYN   HODE 

I  will  lai  with  the,  Litel  John,  twenti  pound  so  read, 

If  I  wyth  that  potter  mete, 

I  wil  make  him  pay  passage,  maugre  his  head.  145 

LYTTEL   JOHN 

I  consente  therto,  so  eate  I  bread; 

If  he  pay  passage,  maugre  his  head, 

Twenti  pound  shall  ye  hare  of  me  for  your  mede. 

THE   POTTERS   BOY  JACKE 

Out  alas,  that  ever  I  sawe  this  daye  ! 

For  I  am  clene  out  of  my  waye  150 

From  Notyngham  towne ; 

If  I  hye  me  not  the  faster, 

Or  I  come  there  the  market  wel  be  done. 

ROBYN   HODE 

Let  me  se,  are  the  pottes  hole  and  sounde? 

JACKE 
Yea,  meister,  but  they  will  not  breake  the  ground.    155 

ROBYN   HODE 

I  wil  them  breke,  for  the  cuckold  thi  maisters  sake  ; 
And  if  they  will  breake  the  grounde, 
Thou  shall  have  thre  pence  for  a  pound. 

JACKE 

Out  alas!  what  have  ye  done? 

If  my  maister  come,  he  will  breke  your  crown.         160 

THE   POTTER 

Why,  thou  horeson,  art  thou  here  yet? 
Thou  shouldest  have  bene  at  market. 


122.    ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  BUTCHER 


115 


JACKE 


THE   POTTER 


I  met  with  Robin  Hode,  a  good  yeman  ; 

He  hatR  broken  my  pottes, 

And  called  you  kuckolde  by  your  name. 


165 


THE   POTTER 


Thou  mayst  be  a  gentylman,  so  God  me  save, 

But  thou  semest  a  noughty  knave. 

Thou  callest  me  cuckolde  by  my  name, 

And  I  swere  by  God  and  Saynt  John, 

Wyfe  had  I  never  none  :  1 70 

This  cannot  I  denye. 

But  if  thou  be  a  good  felowe, 

I  wil  sel  mi  horse,  mi  harneis,  pottes  and  paniers  to, 

Thou  shalt  have  the  one  halfe,  and  I  will  have  the 

other. 

If  thou  be  not  so  content,  1 75 

Thou  shalt  have  stripes,  if  thou  were  my  brother. 

ROBYN   HODE 

Harke,  potter,  what  I  shall  say: 

This  seven  yere  and  more  thou  hast  used  this  way, 

Yet  were  thou  never  so  curteous  to  me 

As  one  penny  passage  to  paye.  180 

THE    POTTER 

Why  should  I  pay  passage  to  thee  ? 

ROBYN  HODE 

For  I  am  Robyn  Hode,  chiefe  gouernoure 
Under  the  grene-woode  tree. 


This  seven  yere  have  I  used  this  way  up  and  downe, 
Yet  payed  I  passage  to  no  man,  135 

Nor  now  I  wyl  not  beginne,  to  do  the  worst  thou  can. 


ROBYN   HODE 


Passage  shalt  thou  pai  here  under  the  grene-wode  tre, 
Or  els  thou  shalt  leve  a  wedde  with  me. 

THE   POTTER 

If  thou  be  a  good  felowe,  as  men  do  the  call, 
Laye  awaye  thy  bowe,  190 

And  take  thy  sword  and  buckeler  in  thy  hande, 
And  se  what  shall  befall. 

ROBIN   HODE 

Lyttle  John,  where  art  thou? 

LYTTEL  [JOHN] 

Here,  mayster,  I  make  God  avowe. 
I  tolde  you,  mayster,  so  God  me  save,  195 

That  you  shoulde  fynde  the  potter  a  knave. 
Holde  your  buckeler  faste  in  your  hande, 
And  I  wyll  styfly  by  you  stande, 
Ready  for  to  fyghte  ; 

Be  the  knave  never  so  stoute,  200 

I  shall  rappe  him  on  the  snoute, 
And  put  hym  to  flyghte. 

The  rest  is  wanting. 


121.  to  [me],  wanting  in  White. 
142.  medled,  W.  153.  maryet. 
154.  the,  C.;  thy,  W. 


186.  to  do:  to  wanting  in  W. 
188.  wedded,  C.]  wed,  W. 
196.  your,  C.;  you,  W. 


122 
ROBIN   HOOD  AND   THE   BUTCHER 


A.  'Robin  Hood  and  the  Butcher,'  Percy  MS.,  p.  7; 
Hales  and  Furnivall,  I,  19. 


B.  '  Robin  Hood  and  the  Butcher.'  a.  Wood,  401, 
19  b.  b.  Garland  of  1663,  No  6.  c.  Garland  of 
1670,  No  5.  d.  Pepys,  II,  102,  No  89. 


OTHER  copies,  of  the  second  class,  are  in  the 
Roxburghe  collection,  III,  259,  and  the  Douce 
collection,  III,  114.  B  a  was  printed,  with 
changes,  by  Ritson,  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II, 


23 ;  a  copy  resembling  the  Douce  by  Evans, 
Old  Ballads,  1777,  1784,  1, 106. 

The   story  is  a  variation  of  Robin   Hood 
and  the  Potter.     According  to  A,  the  sheriff 


116 


122.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  BUTCHER 


of  Nottingham  has  resolved  to  have  Robin's 
head.  A  butcher  is  driving  through  the 
forest,  and  his  dog  flies  at  Robin,  for  which 
Robin  kills  the  dog.  The  butcher  under- 
takes to  let  a  little  of  the  yeoman's  blood  for 
this,  and  there  is  a  bout  between  staff  and 
sword,  in  which  we  know  that  the  butcher 
must  bear  himself  well,  though  just  here 
the  first  of  three  considerable  gaps  occurs. 
Robin  buys  the  butcher's  stock,  changes  clothes 
with  him,  and  goes  to  Nottingham  to  mar- 
ket his  flesh.  There  he  takes  up  his  lodg- 
ing at  the  sheriff's,  having  perhaps  concili- 
ated the  sheriff's  wife  with  the  present  of  a 
fine  joint.  He  sells  at  so  low  a  rate  that 
his  stock  is  all  gone  before  any  one  else  has 
sold  a  bit.  The  butchers  ask  him  to  drink, 
and  Robin  makes  an  appointment  with  them 
at  the  sheriff's.  A  second  gap  deprives  us  of 
the  knowledge  of  what  passes  here,  but  we 
infer  that,  as  in  B,  Robin  is  so  reckless  of  his 
money  that  the  sheriff  thinks  he  can  make 
a  good  bargain  in  horned  beasts  with  him. 
Robin  is  ready  ;  we  see  that  he  has  come 
with  a  well-formed  plan.  The  next  day  the 
sheriff  goes  to  view  the  livestock,  and  is 
taken  into  the  depth  of  the  forest ;  it  turns 
out  that  the  wild  deer  are  the  butcher's 


horned  beasts.  Robin's  men  come  in  at  the 
sound  of  his  horn ;  the  sheriff  is  lightened  of 
all  his  money,  and  is  told  that  his  head  is 
spared  only  for  his  wife's  sake.  All  this  the 
sheriff  tells  his  wife,  on  his  return,  and  she 
replies  that  he  has  been  served  rightly  for  not 
tarrying  at  home,  as  she  had  begged  him  to 
do.  The  sheriff  says  he  has  learned  wisdom, 
and  will  meddle  no  more  with  Robin  Hood. 

B  a  omits  the  brush  between  Robin  and  the 
butcher,  mostly  wanting,  indeed,  in  A  also, 
but  only  because  of  the  damage  which  the 
manuscript  has  suffered. 

The  passage  in  which  the  sheriff  is  in- 
veigled into  Robin's  haunts  has,  as  already 
mentioned,  close  affinity  with  the  Gest,  181  ff. 

The  first  three  stanzas  of  A  would  not  be 
missed,  and  apparently  belong  to  some  other 
ballad.* 

B  a  is  signed  T.  R.,  as  is  also  Robin  Hood  ' 
and  the  Beggar  in  two  editions,  and  these 
we  may  suppose  to  be  the  initials  of  the  per- 
son who  wrote  the  story  over  with  middle 
rhyme  in  the  third  line  of  the  stanza,  a  pecu- 
liarity which  distinguishes  a  group  of  ballads 
which  were  sung  to  the  tune  of  Robin  Hood 
and  the  Stranger:  see  Robin  Hood  and  Lit- 
tle John,  No  125,  and  also  No  128. 


Percy  MS.,  p.  7  ;  Hales  and  Furnivall,  I,  19. 

1  BUT  Robin  he  walkes  in  the  g[reene]  fforrest, 

As  merry  as  bird  on  boughe, 
But  he  that  f  eitches  good  Robins  head, 
Hee  'le  find  him  game  enoughe. 

2  But  Robine  he  walkes  in  the  greene  fforrest, 

Vnder  his  trusty-tree ; 

Saves,  Hearken,  hearken,  my  merrymen  all, 
What  tydings  is  come  to  me. 

3  The  sheriffe  he  hath  made  a  cry, 

Hee  'le  have  my  head  i-wis ; 

*  Fricke,  Die  Robin-Hood-Balladen,  p.  20  f,  suggests  a 
ballad  of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Sheriff  (How  Robin  took  re- 
venge for  the  sheriff's  setting  a  price  on  his  head),  which 
may  have  been  blended  with  another,  of  the  Rescue  of  a 


But  ere  a  tweluemonth  come  to  an  end 
I  may  chance  to  light  on  his. 

4  Robin  he  marcht  in  the  greene  forrest, 

Vnder  the  greenwood  scray, 
And  there  he  was  ware  of  a  proud  Lucher, 
Came  driuing  flesh  by  the  way. 

5  The  bucher  he  had  a  cut-taild  dogg, 

And  at  Robins  face  he  flew ; 
But  Robin  he  was  a  good  sword, 
The  bucher's  dogg  he  slew. 

6  '  Why  slayes  thou  my  dogg  ?  '  sayes  the  bucher, 

'  For  he  did  none  ill  to  thee ; 

Knight,  to  form  the  sixth  fit  of  The  Gest ;  and  points  to 
st.  329  of  the  Gest,  '  Robyn  Hode  walked  in  the  forest,'  etc., 
as  the  probable  beginning  of  such  a  ballad. 


122.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  BUTCHER 


117 


By  all  the  saints  that  are  in  heaven 
Thou  shalt  haue  buffetts  three.' 

7  He  tooke  his  staff e  then  in  his  hand, 

And  he  turnd  him  round  about : 
'  Thou  hast  a  litle  wild  blood  in  thy  head, 
Good  fellow,  thou  'st  haue  it  letten  out.' 

8  '  He  that  does  that  deed,'  sayes  Robin, 

'  I  'le  count  him  for  a  man  ; 
But  that  while  will  I  draw  my  sword, 
And  fend  it  if  I  can.' 

9  But  Robin  he  stroke  att  the  bloudy  bucher, 

In  place  were  he  did  stand, 


10  '  I  [am]  a  younge  bucher,'  sayes  Robin, 

'  You  fine  dames  am  I  come  amonge  ; 
But  euer  I  beseech  you,  good  Mrs  Sheriffe, 
You  must  see  me  take  noe  wronge.' 

11  '  Thou  art  verry  welcome,'  said  blaster  Sher- 

riff's  wiffe, 

'  Thy  inne  heere  up  [to]  take ; 
If  any  good  ffellow  come  in  thy  companie, 
Hee  'st  be  welcome  for  thy  sake.' 

12  Robin  called  ffor  ale,  soe  did  he  for  wine, 

And  for  it  he  did  pay  : 
'  I  must  to  my  markett  goe,'  says  Robin, 
1  For  I  hold  time  itt  of  the  day.' 

13  But  Robin  is  to  the  markett  gone, 

Soe  quickly  and  beliue, 
He  sold  more  flesh  for  one  peny 
Then  othe[r]  buchers  did  for  fiue. 

14  The  drew  about  the  younge  bucher, 

Like  sheepe  into  a  fold ; 
Yea  neuer  a  bucher  had  sold  a  bitt 
Till  Robin  he  had  all  sold. 

15  When  Robin  Hood  had  his  markett  made, 

His  flesh  was  sold  and  gone ; 
Yea  he  had  receiued  but  a  litle  mony, 
But  thirty  pence  and  one. 

16  Seaven  buchers,  the  garded  Robin  Hood, 

Ff ull  many  time  and  oft ; 
Sayes,   We   must   drinke   with   you,   brother 

bucher, 
It 's  custome  of  our  crafte. 


17  '  If  that  be  the  custome  of  your  crafte, 

As  heere  you  tell  to  me, 
Att  four  of  the  clocke  in  the  afternoone 
At  the  sheriffs  hall  I  wilbe.' 


18 

'  If  thou  doe  like  it  well ; 
Yea  heere  is  more  by  three  hundred  pound 
Then  thou  hast  beasts  to  sell.' 

19  Robyn  sayd  naught,  the  more  he  thought : 

'  Mony  neere  comes  out  of  time  ; 
If  once  I  catch  thee  in  the  greene  fforest, 
That  mony  it  shall  be  mine.' 

20  But  on  the  next  day  seuen  butchers 

Came  to  guard  the  sheriff  e  that  day ; 
But  Robin  he  was  the  whigh[t]est  man, 
He  led  them  all  the  way. 

21  He  led  them  into  the  greene  fforest, 

Vnder  the  trusty  tree ; 
Yea,  there  were  harts,  and  ther  were  hynda, 
And  staggs  with  heads  full  high. 

22  Yea,  there  were  harts  and  there  were  hynds, 

And  many  a  goodly  ffawne ; 
'  Now  praised  be  God,'  says  bold  Robin, 
'  All  these  they  be  my  owne. 

23  '  These  are  my  horned  beasts,'  says  Robin, 

'  Master  Sherriffe,  which   must  make  the 

stake ; ' 

'  But  euer  alacke,  now,'  said  the  sheriffe, 
'  That  tydings  comes  to  late  ! ' 

24  Robin  sett  a  shrill  home  to  his  mouth, 

And  a  loud  blast  he  did  blow, 
And  then  halfe  a  hundred  bold  archers 
Came  rakeing  on  a  row. 

25  But  when  the  came  befor  bold  Robin, 

Even  there  the  stood  all  bare  : 
'  You  are  welcome,  master,  from  Nottingham : 
How  haue  you  sold  your  ware  ?  ' 


26  . 


It  proues  bold  Robin  Hood. 


118 


122.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  BUTCHER 


27  *  Tea,  he  hath  robbed  me  of  all  my  gold 

And  siluer  that  euer  I  had  ; 
But  that  I  had  a  verry  good  wife  at  home, 
I  shold  liaue  lost  my  head. 

28  '  Bat  I  had  a  verry  good  wife  at  home, 

WAich  made  him  gentle  cheere, 
And  therfor,  for  my  wifes  sake, 
I  shold  haue  better  favor  heere. 

29  '  But  such  favor  as  he  shewed  me 

I  might  haue  of  the  devills  dam, 


That  will  rob  a  man  of  all  he  hath, 
And  send  him  naked  home.' 

30  '  That  is  very  well  done,'  then  says  his  wiffe, 

'  Itt  is  well  done,  I  say ; 
You  might  haue  tarryed  att  Nottingham, 
Soe  fayre  as  I  did  you  pray.' 

31  '  I  haue  learned  wisdome,'  sayes  the  sherriffe, 

'  And,  wife,  I  haue  learned  of  thee  ; 
But  if  Robin  walke  easte,  or  he  walke  west, 
He  shall  neuer  be  sought  for  me.' 


B 


a.  Wood,  401,  leaf  19  b.     b.  Garland  of  1663,  No  6. 
C.  Garland  of  1670,  No  5.     d.  Pepys,  II,  102,  No  89. 

1  COME,  all  you  brave  gallants,  and  listen  a  while, 

With  hey  down,  down,  an  a  down 
That  are  in  the  bowers  within ; 
For  of  Robin  Hood,  that  archer  good, 
A  song  I  intend  for  to  sing. 

2  Upon  a  time  it  chanced  so 

Bold  Robin  in  forrest  did  spy 
A  jolly  butcher,  with  a  bonny  fine  mare, 
With  his  flesh  to  the  market  did  hye. 

3  '  Good  morrow,  good  fellow,'  said  jolly  Robin, 

'  What  food  hast  ?  tell  unto  me  ; 
And  thy  trade  to  me  tell,  and  where  thou  dost 

dwell, 
For  I  like  well  thy  company.' 

4  The  butcher  he  answered  jolly  Robin : 

No  matter  where  I  dwell ; 
For  a  butcher  I  am,  and  to  Notingham 
I  am  going,  my  flesh  to  sell.      , 

5  '  What  is  [the]  price  of  thy  flesh  ? '  said  jolly 

Robin, 

'  Come,  tell  it  soon  unto  me  ; 
And  the  price  of  thy  mare,  be  she  never  so  dear, 
For  a  butcher  fain  would  I  be.' 

6  '  The  price  of  my  flesh,'  the  butcher  repli'd, 

'  I  soon  will  tell  unto  thee  ; 
With  my  bonny  mare,  and  they  are  not  dear, 
Four  mark  thou  must  give  unto  me.' 


7  '  Four  mark  I  will  give  thee,'  saith  jolly  Robin, 

'  Four  mark  it  shall  be  thy  fee ; 
Thy  mony  come  count,  and  let  me  mount, 
For  a  butcher  I  fain  would  be.' 

8  Now  Robin  he  is  to  Notingham  gone, 

His  butcher's  trade  for  to  begin  ; 
With  good  intent,  to  the  sheriff  he  went, 
And  there  he  took  up  his  inn. 

9  When  other  butchers  they  opened  their  meat, 

Bold  Robin  he  then  begun  ; 
But  how  for  to  sell  he  knew  not  well, 
For  a  butcher  he  was  but  young. 

10  When  other  butchers  no  meat  could  sell, 

Robin  got  both  gold  and  fee ; 
For  he  sold  more  meat  for  one  peny 
Than  others  could  do  for  three. 

11  But  when  he  sold  his  meat  so  fast, 

No  butcher  by  him  could  thrive  ; 
For  he  sold  more  meat  for  one  peny 
Than  others  could  do  for  five. 

12  Which  made  the  butchers  of  Notingham 

To  study  as  they  did  stand, 
Saying,  surely  he  was  some  prodigal, 
That  had  sold  his  father's  land. 

13  The  butchers  they  stepped  to  jolly  Robin, 

Acquainted  with  him  for  to  be ; 
'  Come,  brother,'  one  said,  '  we  be  all  of  one 

trade, 
Come,  will  you  go  dine  with  me  ? ' 


122.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  BUTCHER 


119 


14  '  Accurst  of  his  heart,'  said  jolly  Robin, 

'  That  a  butcher  doth  deny  ; 
I  will  go  with  you,  my  brethren  true, 
And  as  fast  as  I  can  hie.' 

15  But  when  to  the  sheriff's  house  they  came, 

To  dinner  they  hied  apace, 
And  Robin  he  the  man  must  be 
Before  them  all  to  say  grace. 

16  '  Pray  God  bless  us  all,'  said  jolly  Robin, 

'  And  our  meat  within  this  place  ; 
A  cup  of  sack  so  good  will  nourish  our  blood, 
And  so  I  do  end  my  grace. 

17  '  Come  fill  us  more  wine,'  said  jolly  Robin, 

'  Let  us  merry  be  while  we  do  stay ; 
For  wine  and  good  cheer,  be  it  never  so  dear, 
I  vow  I  the  reckning  will  pay. 

18  '  Come,  brother[s],  be  merry,'  said  jolly  Robin, 

'  Let  us  drink,  and  never  give  ore ; 
For  the  shot  I  will  pay,  ere  I  go  my  way, 
If  it  cost  me  five  pounds  and  more.'      „ 

19  '  This  is  a  mad  blade,'  the  butchers  then  said  ; 

Saies  the  sheriff,  He  is  some  prodigal, 
That  some  land  has  sold,  for  silver  and  gold, 
And  now  he  doth  mean  to  spend  all. 

20  '  Hast  thou  any  horn-beasts,'  the  sheriff  repli'd, 

'  Good  fellow,  to  sell  unto  me  ? ' 
'  Yes,  that  I  have,  good  Master  Sheriff, 
I  have  hundreds  two  or  three. 

21  '  And  a  hundred  aker  of  good  free  land, 

If  you  please  it  to  see ; 
And  I  'le  make  you  as  good  assurance  of  it 
As  ever  my  father  made  me.' 

22  The  sheriff  he  saddled  a  good  palfrey, 

With  three  hundred  pound  in  gold, 
And  away  he  went  with  bold  Robin  Hood, 
His  horned  beasts  to  behold. 


23  Away  then  the  sheriff  and  Robin  did  ride, 

To  the  forrest  of  merry  Sherwood  ; 
Then  the  sheriff  did  say,  God  bless  us  this 

day 
From  a  man  they  call  Robin  Hood  ! 

24  But  when  that  a  little  further  they  came, 

Bold  Robin  he  chance'd  to  spy 
A  hundred  head  of  good  red  deer,          * 
Come  tripping  the  sheriff  full  nigh. 

25  '  How  like  you  my  hornd  beasts,  good  Master 

Sheriff  ? 

They  be  fat  and  fair  for  to  see  ; ' 
4 1  tell  thee,  good  fellow,  I  would  I  were  gone, 
For  I  like  not  thy  company.' 

26  Then  Robin  he  set  his  horn  to  his  mouth, 

And  blew  but  blasts  three  ; 
Then  quickly  anon  there  came  Little  John, 
And  all  his  company. 

27  '  What  is  your  will  ?  '  then  said  Little  John, 

'  Good  master  come  tell  it  to  me ; ' 
'  I  have  brought  hither  the  sheriff  of  Noting- 

ham, 
This  day  to  dine  with  thee.' 

28  '  He  is  welcome  to  me,'  then  said  Little  John, 

'  I  hope  he  will  honestly  pay ; 
I  know  he  has  gold,  if  it  be  but  well  told, 
Will  serve  us  to  drink  a  whole  day.' 

29  Then  Robin  took  his  mantle  from  his  back, 

And  laid  it  upon  the  ground, 
And  out  of  the  sheriff e['s]  portmantle 
He  told  three  hundred  pound. 

30  Then  Robin  he  brought  him  thorow  the  wood, 

And  set  him  on  his  dapple  gray  : 
<O    have    me    commended   to    your   wife   at 

home ; ' 
So  Robin  went  laughing  away. 


I2,  bughe. 

I8,  d  in  head  has  a  tag  to  it :  Fumivall. 
6*.  3.     After  92,  174,  254,  half  a  page  gone. 
134.  5.     15*.  30*f.     178.  4.     188.  300?. 
198.  cacth :  in  thy.     201.  7.     248.  100?. 
28s.  pro  for  for. 


B.  a.  Robin  Hood  and  the  Butcher.     To  the  Tune 

of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Begger. 
At  the  end,  T.  R. 

Colophon.  London.  Fruited  for  F.  Grove  on 
Snow  Hill.  F.  Grove  printed  1620-55: 
Chappett. 


120 


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12*.  hath  sold. 

b.  Robin  Hood  and  the  Butcher ;  shewing  how 

he  robbed  the  sheriff  of  Nottingham.     To 
the  Tune  of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Begger. 

4s.  I  do.     51.  What  is  price.     104,  II4.  Then. 

121.  when  misprinted  for  made. 

124.  had  sold.     181.  brother.     188.  go  on. 

198.  hath  sold.     211.  And  an.     214.  to  me. 

2.51.  Sheriff  wanting.     27*.  with  me. 

293.  sheriffs. 

c.  Title  as  in  b. 

2,  8,  and  after  8,  burden :  a  hey. 
51.  is  ye.     104,  II4.  Then.     124.  had  sold. 
172.  do  wanting.     181.  brother.     188.  go  on. 
184.  costs.     198.  hath  sold.     21A  it  please. 
218.  you  wanting.     214.  did  me. 
248.  red  wanting.     27 2.  pray  tell. 
298.  sheriffs. 

d.  Robin  Hood  and  the  Butcher.     To  the  Tune 
of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Beggar. 


Colophon.  Printed  for  I.  Clarke,  W.  Thack- 
eray, and  T.  Passenger.  1670-86  (?). 

Burden.  From  21  on,  With  a  hey  (not  With 
hey).  Also  after  the  fourth  line,  With  a 
hey,  &c. 

I1,  ye.     I2,  this  bower.     I4,  for  wanting. 

2*.  in  the.     51.  What's  the.     5s.  be  it. 

78.  The.     88.  a  good.     91.  butchers  did  open. 

104.  Then.     124.  hath  sold.     138.  of  a. 

142.  will  deny.     158.  Robin  Hood. 

164.  do  wanting.     172.  be  merry. 

181.  brothers.     184.  pound  or. 

201.  thou  wanting  :  hornd :  sheriff  then  said. 

211.  A  hundred  acres.     222.  And  with. 

228.  And  wanting.     262.  blew  out. 

271.  will  master  said.     272.  I  pray  you  come. 

27 8.  hither  wanting.     281.  then  wanting. 

288.  were  it  but. 

294.  five  for  three,  wrongly,  see  22*. 

30l.  he  wanting :  through. 


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EOBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  CURTAL  FRIAR 


A.  '  Robine  Hood  and  Ffryer  Tucke,'  Percy  MS.,  p. 
10 ;  Hales  and  Furnivall,  I,  26. 

B.  '  The  Famous  Battel  between  Robin  Hood  and  the 


Curtal  Fryer.'  a.  Garland  of  1663,  No  11.  b.» 
Pepys,  I,  78,  No  37.  c.  Garland  of  1670.  d.  Wood, 
401,  leaf  15  b.  e.  Pepys,  H,  99,  No  86.  f.  Douce, 
II,  184. 


B  also  in  the  Roxburghe  collection,  III,  16. 

B  d  was  printed  in  Ritson's  Robin  Hood, 
1795,  II,  58,  corrected  by  b  and  compared 
with  e;  and  in  Evans's  Old  Ballads,  1777- 
1784,  I,  136,  probably  from  the  Aldermary 
garland. 

The  opening  verses  of  A  are  of  the  same 
description  as  those  with  which  Nos  117,  118, 
119,  and  others  begin.  1  has  been  corrupted, 
and  2  also,  one  would  think,  as  there  is  no 
apparent  reason  for  maids  weeping  and  young 
men  wringing  hands  in  the  merry  month  of 
May.  In  the  first  stanza, 

But  how  many  merry  monthes  be  in  the  yeere  ? 
There  are  13  in  May  ; 


The  midsummer  moone  is  the  merryest  of  all, 
Next  to  the  merry  month  of  May. 

month,  in  the  first  and  the  fourth  line 
might  be  changed  to  moon,  to  justify  thirteen 
in  the  second,  and  to  accord  with  moon  in  the 
third.  For  in  May,  in  the  second  line,  we 
may  read,  I  say,  or  many  say.  The  first 
stanza  of  No  140,  B,  runs : 

There  are  twelve  months  in  all  the  year, 

As  I  hear  many  say ; 
But  the  merriest  month  in  all  the  year 

Is  the  merry  month  of  May. 

*  b  would  have  taken  precedence  of  a,  having  heen 
printed  earlier  (1607-41),  but  I  am  at  liberty  only  to  collate 
Pepys  copies.  The  Wood  copies  of  Robin  Hood  ballads  are 
generally  preferable  to  the  Pepys. 


123.    ROBIN    HOOD  AND  THE  CURTAL  FRIAR 


121 


Nearly,  or  quite,  one  half  of  A  has  been 
torn  from  the  manuscript,  but  there  is  no  rea- 
son to  suppose  that  the  story  differed  much 
from  that  of  B. 

Upon  Little  John's  killing  a  hart  at  five 
hundred  foot,  Robin  Hood  exclaims  that  he 
would  ride  a  hundred  mile  to  find  John's 
match.  Scadlock,  with  a  laugh,  says  that 
there  is  a  friar  at  Fountains  Abbey  who  will 
beat  both  John  and  Robin,  or  indeed  Robin 
and  all  his  yeomen.  Robin  Hood  takes  an 
oath  never  to  eat  or  drink  till  he  has  seen  that 
friar.  (Cf.  No  30,  I,  275,  279.)  Robin  goes 
to  Fountains  Abbey,  and  ensconces  his  men 
in  a  fern-brake.  He  finds  the  friar  walking 
by  the  water,  well  armed,  and  begs  [orders,  BJ 
the  friar  to  carry  him  over.*  The  friar  takes 
Robin  on  his  back,  and  says  no  word  till  he  is 
over ;  then  draws  his  sword  and  bids  Robin 
carry  him  back,  or  he  shall  rue  it.  Robin 
takes  the  friar  on  his  back,  and  says  no  word 
till  he  is  over ;  then  bids  the  friar  carry  him 
over  once  more.  The  friar,  without  a  word, 
takes  Robin  on  his  back,  and  when  he  comes 
to  the  middle  of  the  stream  throws  him  in. 
When  both  have  swum  to  the  shore,  Robin 
lets  an  arrow  fly,  which  the  friar  puts  by  with 
his  buckler.  The  friar  cares  not  for  his  ar- 
rows, though  Robin  shoots  till  his  arrows  are 
all  gone.  They  take  to  swords,  and  fight  with 
them  for  six  good  hours,  when  Robin  begs 
the  boon  of  blowing  three  blasts  on  his  horn. 
The  friar  gives  him  leave  to  blow  his  eyes  out : 
fifty  bowmen  come  raking  over  the  lea.  The 
friar  in  turn  asks  a  boon,  to  whistle  thrice  in 
his  fist.  Robin  cares  not  how  much  he  whis- 
tles :  fifty  good  bandogs  come  raking  in  a  row. 
Here  there  is  a  divergence.  According  to  A, 
the  friar  will  match  every  man  with  a  dog,  and 
himself  with  Robin.  God  forbid,  says  Robin  ; 
better  be  matched  with  three  of  the  dogs  than 
with  thee.  Stay  thy  tikes,  and  let  us  be 
friends.  In  B,  two  dogs  go  at  Robin  and  tear 
his  mantle  from  his  back  ;  all  the  arrows  shot 

*  "  A  wet  weary  man,"  A  71,  should  probably  be  "  wel 
weary."  Why  should  R.  H.  be  wet  ?  And  if  wet,  he  may 
as  well  be  a  little  wetter. 

t  Like  terms  are  assured  the  cook  by  John  in  the  Gest, 
sts  170,  171,  and  offered  the  Tanner  by  Robin  Hood,  R.  H. 
and  the  Tanner,  st.  26.  Cf.  Adam  Bell,  sts  163-65. 

VOL.   III.  16 


at  them  the  dogs  catch  in  their  mouths.  Lit- 
tle John  calls  to  the  friar  to  call  off  his  dogs, 
and  enforces  his  words  by  laying  half  a  score 
of  them  dead  on  the  plain  with  his  bow.  The 
friar  cries,  Hold ;  he  will  make  terms.  Robin 
Hood  offers  the  friar  clothes  and  fee  to  forsake 
Fountains  Abbey  for  the  green-wood.  We 
must  infer,  as  in  the  parallel  case  of  the  Pin- 
der  of  Wakefield,  that  the  offer  is  accepted-! 
But  the  Curtal  Friar,  like  the  Finder  again, 
plays  no  part  in  Robin  Hood  story  out  of  his 
own  ballad. 

Robin  Hood  and  the  Friar,  in  both  versions, 
is  in  a  genuinely  popular  strain,  and  was  made 
to  sing,  not  to  print.  Verbal  agreements  show 
that  A  and  B  have  an  earlier  ballad  as  their 
common  source ;  but  of  this,  one  or  the  other 
has  retained  but  little.  I  cannot  think  that 
B  33,  34  are  of  the  original  matter.  It  is  a 
derogation  from  Robin  Hood's  prowess  that  he 
should  have  his  mantle  torn  from  his  back, 
and  we  may  ask  why  the  dogs  do  not  catch 
Little  John's  arrows  as  well  as  others. 

Fountains  Abbey,  near  Ripon,  in  the  West 
Riding  of  Yorkshire,  was  a  Cistercian  monas- 
tery, dating  from  the  twelfth  century.  (It 
is  loosely  called  a  nunnery  in  A  4.)  The  friar 
is  called  "  cutted  "  in  A  and  "  curtal "  in  B, 
and  these  words  have  been  held  to  mean  short- 
f rocked,  and  therefore  to  make  the  friar  a  Fran- 
ciscan. Staveley,  The  Romish  Horseleech, 
speaking  of  the  Franciscans,  says  at  p.  214, 
Experience  shews  that  in  some  countrys, 
where  friers  used  to  wear  short  habits,  the  or- 
der was  presently  contemned  and  derided,  and 
men  called  them  curtaild  friers.  Cited  by 
Douce,  Illustrations  of  Shakspere,  I,  61.  So, 
according  to  Douce,  we  may  probably  under- 
stand the  curtal  friar  to  be  a  curtailed  friar, 
and  in  like  manner  of  the  curtal  dogs.  "  Cut- 
ted" in  A  can  signify  nothing  but  short- 
frocked.  In  the  title  of  that  version,  though 
not  in  the  text,  the  friar  is  called  Tuck,  which 
means  that  he  is  "ytukked  hye,"  like  Chau- 

The  '  Life '  in  the  Sloane  MS.,  which  is  put  not  much  be- 
fore 1600,  says:  He  procurd  the  Pynner  of  Wakefeyld  to 
become  one  of  his  company,  and  a  freyr  called  Muchel  ; 
though  some  say  he  was  an  other  kynd  of  religious  man,  for 
that  the  order  of  freyrs  was  not  yet  sprung  up. 


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cer's  Friar  John,  but  not  that  he  wears  a  short 
frock.  The  friar  in  the  play  (see  below)  has 
a  "  long  cote,"  v.  46.  But  I  apprehend  that 
B  has  the  older  word  in  curtal,  and  that  cur- 
tal  is  simply  curtilarius,  and  applied  to  both 
friar  and  dogs  because  they  had  the  care  and 
keeping  of  the  curtile,  or  vegetable  garden,  of 
the  monastery.* 

The  title  of  A  in  the  MS.  is  Robin  Hood 
and  Friar  Tuck ;  from  which  it  follows  that 
the  copyist,  or  some  predecessor,  considered 
the  stalwart  friar  of  Fountains  Abbey  to  be 
one  with  the  jocular  friar  of  the  May-games 
and  the  morris  dance.  But  Friar  Tuck,  the 
wanton  and  the  merry,-  like  Maid  Marian, 
owes  his  association  with  Robin  Hood  prima- 
rily to  these  popular  sports,  and  not  in  the 
least  to  popular  ballads.  In  the  truly  popular 
ballads  Friar  Tuck  is  never  heard  of,  and  in 
only  two  even  of  the  broadsides,  Robin  Hood 
and  Queen  Katherine  and  Robin  Hood's 
Golden  Prize,  is  he  so  much  as  named  ;  in 
both  no  more  than  named,  and  in  both  in  con- 
junction with  Maid  Marian. 

'  The  Play  of  Robin  Hood,'  the  first  half  of 
which  is  based  on  the  present  ballad,  calls  the 
friar  Friar  Tuck,  and  represents  him  accord- 
ingly. See  the  Appendix.  He  is  also  called 
Tuck  in  the  play  founded  on  Guy  of  Gis- 
borne. 

In  Munday's  Downfall  of  Robert,  Earl  of 
Huntington,  Friar  Tuck  is  by  implication 
identified  with  the  friar  who  fell  into  the  well, 
Dodsley's  Old  Plays,  ed.  Hazlitt,  VIII,  185; 
and  Mr  Chappell  is  consequently  led  to  say, 
at  p.  390  of  his  'Popular  Music,'  that  the 
ballad  of  the  Friar  in  the  Well  was  in  all  prob- 
ability a  tale  of  "Robin  Hood's  fat  friar." 
Cavilling  at  this  phrase  of  Shakspere's  only 
so  far  as  to  observe  that  the  friar  of  the  tra- 
ditional Robin  Hood  ballad  is  as  little  fat  as 
wanton,  I  need  but  say  that  the  truth  of  the 
case  had  been  already  accurately  expressed  by 
Mr  Chappell  at  p.  274  of  his  invaluable  work : 

*  Curtilarius  (Old  English  curtiler)  qui  curtile  curat  aut 
incolit :  Ducange. 

t  I  suppose  that  it  must  already  have  been  pointed  out 
that  the  story  of  King  Bamiro,  versified  hy  Southey  from 


"  the  story  is  a  very  old  one,  and  one  of  the 
many  against  monks  and  friars  in  which  not 
only  England,  but  all  Europe,  delighted." 

The  boon  to  blow  three  blasts  on  his  horn, 
B  25,  is  also  asked  by  Robin  of  the  Shepherd, 
No  135,  st.  15.  The  reply  made  by  the  Shep- 
herd, st.  16,  is,  If  thou  shouldst  blow  till  to- 
morrow morn,  I  scorn  one  foot  to  flee.  In 
R.  H.  Rescuing  Three  Squires,  B  25,  when 
Robin,  disguised  as  a  beggar,  intimates  to  the 
sheriff  that  he  may  blow  his  horn,  the  answer 
is  nearly  the  same  as  here  :  Blow  till  both  thy 
eyes  fall  out.  In  No  127,  st.  34  f,  Robin  asks 
a  boon  of  the  Tinker,  without  specifying  what 
the  boon  is ;  the  Tinker  refuses  ;  Robin  blows 
his  horn  while  the  Tinker  is  not  looking.  In 
No  135,  st.  16  f,  Robin  asks  the  three  keepers 
to  let  him  blow  one  blast  on  his  horn,  and 
they  refuse.  This  boon  of  [three]  blasts  on 
a  horn  is  not  an  important  matter  in  these 
Robin  Hood  ballads,  but  it  may  be  noticed  as 
a  feature  of  other  popular  ballads  in  which  an 
actor  is  reduced  to  extremity :  as  in  the  Swedish 
ballad  Stolts  Signild,  Arwidsson,  II,  128,  No 
97,  and  the  corresponding  Signild  og  hendes 
Broder,  Danske  Viser,  IV,  31,  No  170,  in  both 
of  which  the  answer  to  the  request  is,  Blow  as 
much  as  you  will.  So  in  a  Russian  bylina, 
when  Solomon  is  to  be  hanged,  he  obtains  per- 
mission three  several  times  to  blow  his  horn, 
and  is  told  to  blow  as  much  as  he  will,  and 
upon  the  third  blast  his  army  comes  to  the 
rescue :  Rybnikof ,  II,  No  52,  Jagid,  in  Archiv 
fiir  slavische  Philologie,  I,  104  ff ;  Miss  Hap- 
good's  Epic  Songs  of  Russia,  p.  287  f ;  also  F. 
Vogt,  Salman  und  Morolf,  p.  104,  sts  494  ff.f 
Three  cries  take  the  place  of  three  blasts, 
upon  occasion  :  as  in  the  case  of  the  unhappy 
maid  in  the  German  forms  of  No  4,  I,  32  ff, 
where  also  the  maid  is  sometimes  told  to  cry 
as  much  as  she  wants,  and  in  Gesta  Romano- 
rum,  Oesterley,  cap.  108,  p.  440. 

B  is  translated  by  Anastasius  Grim,  p.  124. 

the  Portuguese,  Poetical  Works,  1838,  VI,  122,  is  a  variety 
of  that  of  Solomon.  There  are  curious  points  of  resem- 
blance between  '  R.  H.  rescuing  Three  Squires '  and  the  con- 
clusion of  the  story  of  Solomon. 


123.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  CUBTAL  FRIAR 


123 


Percy  MS.,  p.  10 ;  Hales  and  Furnivall,  I,  26. 

1  BUT   how  many  merry  monthes  be   in   the 

yeere  ? 

There  are  thirteen,  I  say; 
The  midsummer  moone  is  the  merryest  of  all, 
Next  to  the  merry  month  of  May. 

2  In  May,  when  mayds  beene  fast  weepand, 

Young  men  their  hands  done  wringe, 


3  Tie     .     .     pe 

Over  may  noe  man  for  villanie  : ' 
Tie  never  eate  nor  drinke,'    Robin    Hood 

sa[id], 
'  Till  I  that  cutted  friar  see.' 

4  He  builded  his  men  in  a  brake  of  fearne, 

A  litle  from  that  nunery ; 
Sayes,  If  you  heare  my  litle  home  blow, 
Then  looke  you  come  to  me. 

5  When  Robin  came  to  Fontaines  Abey, 

Wheras  that  fryer  lay, 
He  was  ware  of  the  fryer  where  he  stood, 
And  to  him  thus  can  he  say. 

6  A  payre  of  blacke  breeches  the  yeoman  had  on, 

His  coppe  all  shone  of  steele, 
A  fayre  sword  and  a  broad  buckeler 
Beseemed  him  very  weell. 

7  '  I  am  a  wet  weary  man,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  Good  fellow,  as  thou  may  see ; 
Wilt  beare'  [me]  over  this  wild  water, 
Ffor  sweete  Saint  Charity  ?  ' 

8  The  fryer  bethought  him  of  a  good  deed ; 

He  had  done  none  of  long  before  ; 
He  hent  up  Robin  Hood  on  his  backe, 
And  over  he  did  him  beare. 

9  But  when  he  came  over  that  wild  water, 

A  longe  sword  there  he  drew : 
'  Beare  me  backe  againe,  bold  outlawe, 
Or  of  this  thou  shalt  have  enoughe.' 

10  Then  Robin  Hood  hent  the  fryar  on  his  back, 
And  neither  sayd  good  nor  ill ; 


Till  he  came  ore  that  wild  water, 
The  yeoman  he  walked  still. 

11  Then  Robin  Hood  wett  his  fayre  greene  hoze, 

A  span  aboue  his  knee  ; 

S[ay]s,    Beare   me    ore   againe,   thou   cutted 
f[ryer] 


12 

good  bowmen 

[C]ame  raking  all  on  a  rowe. 

13  '  I  beshrew  thy  head,'  said  the  cutted  ffriar, 

'  Thou  thinkes  I  shall  be  shente  ; 

I  thought  thou  had  but  a  man  or  two, 

And  thou  hast  [a]  whole  conuent. 

• 

14  '  I  lett  thee  haue  a  blast  on  thy  home, 

Now  giue  me  leaue  to  whistle  another ; 
I  cold  not  bidd  thee  noe  better  play 

And  thou  wert  my  owne  borne  brother.' 

15  '  Now  f ute  on,  f ute  on,  thou  cutted  fryar, 

I  pray  God  thou  neere  be  still ; 
It  is  not  the  futing  in  a  fryers  fist 
That  can  doe  me  any  ill.' 

16  The  fryar  sett  his  neave  to  his  mouth, 

A  loud  blast  he  did  blow ; 
Then  halfe  a  hundred  good  bandoggs 
Came  raking  all  on  a  rowe. 


17 


'  Euery  dogg  to  a  man,'  said  the  cutted  fryar, 
'  And  I  my  selfe  to  Robin  Hood.' 

18  'Over  God's  forbott,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  That  euer  that  soe  shold  bee ; 
I  had  rather  be  mached  with  three  of  the  tikes 
Ere  I  wold  be  matched  on  thee. 

19  '  But  stay  thy  tikes,  thou  fryar,'  he  said, 

'  And  freindshipp  I  'le  haue  with  thee ; 
But  stay  thy  tikes,  thou  fryar,'  he  said, 
'  And  saue  good  yeomanry.' 

20  The  fryar  he  sett  his  neave  to  his  mouth, 

A  lowd  blast  he  did  blow ; 


124 


The  doggs  the  coucht  downe  euery  one, 
They  couched  downe  on  a  rowe. 

21  '  What  is  thy  will,  thou  yeoman  ?  '  he  said, 
*  Ilaue  done  and  tell  it  me ; ' 


123.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  CURTAL  FRIAR 

4  If  that  thou  will  goe  to  merry  greenwood, 


B 


a.  Garland  of  1663,  No  11.  b.  Pepys,  I,  78,  No  37. 
C.  Garland  of  1670,  No  10.  d.  Wood,  401,  leaf  15  b. 
e.  Pepys,  II,  99,  No  86.  f.  Douce,  II,  184. 

1  IN  summer  time,  when  leaves  grow  green, 

And  flowers  are  fresh  and  gay, 
Robin  Hood  and  his  merry  men 
Were  disposed  to  play. 

2  Then  some  would  leap,  and  some  would  run, 

And  some  would  use  artillery : 
'  Which  of  you  can  a  good  bow  draw, 
A  good  archer  to  be  ? 

3  '  Which  of  you  can  kill  a  buck  ? 

Or  who  can  kill  a  do  ? 
Or  who  can  kill  a  hart  of  greece, 
Five  hundred  foot  him  fro  ? ' 

4  Will  Scadlock  he  killd  a  buck, 

And  Midge  he  killd  a  do, 
And  Little  John  killd  a  hart  of  greece, 
Five  hundred  foot  him  fro. 

5  '  God's  blessing  on  thy  heart,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  That  hath  [shot]  such  a  shot  for  me ; 
I  would  ride  my  horse  an  hundred  miles, 
To  finde  one  could  match  with  thee.' 

6  That  causd  Will  Scadlock  to  laugh, 

He  laughed  full  heartily : 
'  There  lives  a  curtal  frier  in  Fountains  Abby 
Will  beat  both  him  and  thee. 

7  '  That  curtal  frier  in  Fountains  Abby 

Well  can  a  strong  bow  draw ; 
He  will  beat  you  and  your  yeomen, 
Set  them  all  on  a  row.' 

8  Robin  Hood  took  a  solemn  oath, 

It  was  by  Mary  free, 
That  he  would  neither  eat  nor  drink 
Till  the  frier  he  did  see. 


9  Robin  Hood  put  on  his  harness  good, 

And  on  his  head  a  cap  of  steel, 
Broad  sword  and  buckler  by  his  side, 
And  they  became  him  weel. 

10  He  took  his  bow  into  his  hand, 

It  was  made  of  a  trusty  tree, 
With  a  sheaf  of  arrows  at  his  belt, 
To  the  Fountains  Dale  went  he. 

11  And  comming  unto  Fountain[s]  Dale, 

No  further  would  he  ride  ; 
There  was  he  aware  of  a  curtal  frier, 
Walking  by  the  water-side. 

12  The  fryer  had  on  a  harniss  good, 

And  on  his  head  a  cap  of  steel, 
Broad  sword  and  buckler  by  his  side, 
And  they  became  him  weel. 

13  Robin  Hood  lighted  off  his  horse, 

And  tied  him  to  a  thorn : 
'  Carry  me  over  the  water,  thou  curtal  frier, 
Or  else  thy  life  's  forlorn.' 

1.4  The  frier  took  Robin  Hood  on  his  back, 

Deep  water  he  did  bestride, 
And  spake  neither  good  word  nor  bad, 
Till  he  came  at  the  other  side. 

15  Lightly  leapt  Robin  Hood  off  the  friers  back  ; 

The  frier  said  to  him  again, 
Carry  me  over  this  water,  fine  fellow,  ' 
Or  it  shall  breed  thy  pain. 

16  Robin  Hood  took  the  frier  on 's  back, 

Deep  water  he  did  bestride, 
And  spake  neither  good  word  nor  bad, 
Till  he  came  at  the  other  side. 

17  Lightly  leapt  the  fryer  off  Robin  Hoods  back  ; 

Robin  Hood  said  to  him  again, 
Carry  me  over  this  water,  thou  curtal  frier, 
Or  it  shall  breed  thy  pain. 


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125 


18  The  frier  took  Robin  Hood  on 's  back  again, 

And  stept  up  to  the  knee ; 
Till  he  came  at  the  middle  stream, 
Neither  good  nor  bad  spake  he. 

19  And  coming  to  the  middle  stream, 

There  he  threw  Robin  in  : 
'  And  chuse  thee,  chuse  thee,  fine  fellow, 
Whether  thou  wilt  sink  or  swim.' 

20  Robin  Hood  swam  to  a  bush  of  broom, 

The  frier  to  a  wicker  wand  ; 
Bold  Robin  Hood  is  gone  to  shore, 
And  took  his  bow  in  hand. 

21  One  of  his  best  arrows  under  his  belt 

To  the  frier  he  let  flye  ; 
The  curtal  frier,  with  his  steel  buckler, 
He  put  that  arrow  by. 

22  '  Shoot  on,  shoot  on,  thou  fine  fellow, 

Shoot  on  as  thou  hast  begun  ; 
If  thou  shoot  here  a  summers  day, 
Thy  mark  I  will  not  shun.' 

23  Robin  Hood  shot  passing  well, 

Till  his  arrows  all  were  gone  ; 
They  took  their  swords  and  steel  bucklers, 
And  fought  with  might  and  maine  ; 

24  From  ten  oth'  clock  that  day, 

Till  four  ith'  afternoon  ; 
Then  Robin  Hood  came  to  his  knees, 
Of  the  frier  to  beg  a  boon. 

25  '  A  boon,  a  boon,  thou  curtal  frier, 

I  beg  it  on  my  knee  ; 
Give   me   leave   to   set   my   horn   to  my 

mouth, 
And  to  blow  blasts  three.' 

26  « That  will  I  do,'  said  the  curtal  frier, 

'  Of  thy  blasts  I  have  no  doubt ; 
I  hope  thou  'It  blow  so  passing  well 
Till  both  thy  eyes  fall  out.' 

27  Robin  Hood  set  his  horn  to  his  mouth, 

He  blew  but  blasts  three  ; 
Half  a  hundred  yeomen,  with  bows  bent, 
Came  raking  over  the  lee. 

28  '  Whose  men  are  these,'  said  the  frier, 

'  That  come  so  hastily  ? ' 


'  These  men  are  mine,'  said  Robin  Hood ; 
'  Frier,  what  is  that  to  thee  ?  ' 

29  '  A  boon,  a  boon,'  said  the  curtal  frier, 

'  The  like  I  gave  to  thee  ; 
Give  me  leave  to  set  my  fist  to  my  mouth, 
And  to  whute  whutes  three.' 

30  'That  will  I  do,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  Or  else  I  were  to  blame  ; 
Three  whutes  in  a  friers  fist 
Would  make  me  glad  and  fain.' 

31  The  frier  he  set  his  fist  to  his  mouth, 

And  whuted  whutes  three  ; 
Half  a  hundred  good  ban-dogs 
Came  running  the  frier  unto. 

32  '  Here 's  for  every  man  of  thine  a  dog, 

And  I  my  self  for  thee  :  ' 
'Nay,  by  my  faith,'  quoth  Robin  Hood, 
'  Frier,  that  may  not  be.' 

33  Two  dogs  at  once  to  Robin  Hood  did  go, 

The  one  behind,  the  other  before  ; 
Robin  Hoods  mantle  of  Lincoln  green 
Off  from  his  back  they  tore. 

34  And  whether  his  men  shot  east  or  west, 

Or  they  shot  north  or  south, 
The  curtal  dogs,  so  taught  they  were, 
They  kept  their  arrows  in  their  mouth. 

35  *  Take  up  thy  dogs,'  said  Little  John, 

*  Frier,  at  my  bidding  be  ; ' 
'  Whose  man  art  thou,'  said  the  curtal  frier, 
'  Comes  here  to  prate  with  me  ? ' 

36  '  I  am  Little  John,  Robin  Hoods  man, 

Frier,  I  will  not  lie  ; 
If  thou  take  not  up  thy  dogs  soon, 
I  'le  take  up  them  and  thee.' 

37  Little  John  had  a  bow  in  his  hand, 

He  shot  with  might  and  main  ; 
Soon  half  a  score  of  the  friers  dogs 
Lay  dead  upon  the  plain. 

38  l  Hold  thy  hand,  good  fellow,'  said  the  curtal 

frier, 

'  Thy  master  and  I  will  agree ; 

And  we  will  have  new  orders  taken, 

With  all  the  haste  that  may  be.' 


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39  '  If  thou  wilt  forsake  fair  Fountains  Dale, 

And  Fountains  Abby  free, 
Every  Sunday  throughout  the  year, 
A  noble  shall  be  thy  fee. 

40  '  And  every  holy  day  throughout  the  year, 

Changed  shall  thy  garment  be, 


If  thou  wilt  go  to  fair  Nottingham, 
And  there  remain  with  me.' 

41  This  curtal  frier  had  kept  Fountains  Dale 

Seven  long  years  or  more ; 
There  was  neither  knight,  lord,  nor  earl 
Could  make  him  yield  before. 


A.  Half  a  page  is  gone  after  22,  11s,  21s. 

II,  moones  ?     I2.  13  in  May. 

1*.  month  may  pass,  though  moone  is  expected. 
21'2.  might  perhaps   be  intelligible   with   the 

other  half  of  the  stanza. 
104,  203.  They.  II1.  eze. 
134.  courtent  ?  comment  ?  F.  151.  Now  fate. 

168.  100?.     178-4.  bis  -j 

181.  Ever.     188.  3. 

B.  a.  The  famous  battel  between  Robin  Hood  and 

the  Curtal  Fryer,  near  Fountain  Dale. 
To  a  new  northern  tune. 
41,  61.  Sadlock  :  Scadlock  elsewhere. 
151.  stept.     Cf.  171 :  leapt  in  b,  e. 
19*.  sing. 

248.  his  wanting,  and  in  all  but  b,  e. 
24*.  the  wanting,  and  in  all  but  b,  e. 
27*.  ranking :  in  d,  e,  f,  ranging. 
321.  of  thine  wanting :  found  only  in  b. 
344.  catcht :  kept  in  b,  d.     358.  thon. 
b.  Title  as  in  Si,  omitting  near  Fountain  Dale. 
Printed  at  London  for  H.  Gosson.     (1607-41.) 
24.  for  to.     34,  44,  58,  278,  31s.  hundreth. 
58.  a  for  an.     54.  with  wanting.    78.  and  all. 
74.  all  a  on  a.     81.  Hood  he. 
92,  122.  And  wanting.     104.  Fountaine. 

III.  into.     II2.  he  would. 

II8.  he  was  :  of  the.     121.  a  wanting. 
144,  164.  th'  other.     151.  leapt  for  stept. 
161.  on  his.     181.  Hood  wanting. 

182.  in  for  up.     202.  wigger.     20*.  in  his. 
221.  Scot :  a  misprint.     232.  gane. 

23*.  They  for  And.     241.  of  clock  of  that. 
242.  four  of  th'.     248.  to  his.     244.  of  the. 
254.  But  to.     261.  I  will.     274.  raking. 
282.  comes. 
294,  308,  312.  whues,  unobjectionable:  in  all 

the  rest  whutes. 

311.  he  set.     318.  of  good  band-dogs. 
321.  man  of  thine.     328.  said  for  quoth. 
344.  kept  the.     384.  that  wanting. 
401.  through  the.     41 2.  and  more. 


o.  Title  as  in  a,  except  Dales. 

52.  hath  wanting.     68,  71.  Fountain. 

84.  he  the  frier  did.     151.  stept.     201.  sworn. 

231.  shot  so.     288.  men  wanting. 

318.  band-dogs.     344.  catcht.     354.  to  me. 
402.  garments. 

d.  Title  as  in  b. 

Printed  for  F.  Coles,  T.  Vere,  W.  Gilbertson. 
(1640-80  ?) 

53.  a.     54.  with  wanting.     74.  all  in. 

II1.  Fountains.     II2.  farther.     151.  stept. 
161.  on  his.     202.  wigger.     231.  shot  so. 
234.  They  for  And.     248.  his  wanting. 
244.  the  wanting.     27*.  ranging. 
288.  men  wanting.     311.  he  wanting. 
321.  of  thine  wanting.     332.  and  the  other. 
344.  They  kept.     39s.  through  the. 
402.  garments. 

e.  Title  as  in  b. 

Printed  for  W.  Thackeray,  J.  Millet,  and  A. 

MUbourn.     (1680-97  ?) 
24.  for  wanting.     3*,  44.  hundreth. 
52.  That  shot  such  a  shoot.     58.  a  for  an. 

54.  with  wanting.     68.  Fountain. 

7,  8.  wanting.     102.  made  wanting. 
II1.  Fountain's.     II2.  farther.     11s.  he  was. 
121.  on  wanting.     151.  leapt  for  stept. 
15*.  thou  fine.     161.  on  his.     168.  speak. 
17s.  over  the.     202.  wigger.     20*.  to  the. 
222.  on  wanting.     231.  shot  so. 

232.  were  all  gane.     234.  They  for  And. 
248.  to  his.     244.  Of  the.     261.  I  will. 
272.  blew  out.     274.  ranging. 

318.  bay  dogs.     321.  Here  is. 
348.  The  cutrtles.     344.  caught  the. 
381.  Hold  thy  hand,  hold  thy  hand,  said. 
391-2,  411.  Fountain.     40l.  through  the. 
402.  garments.     412.  and  for  or. 

f.  Title  as  in  b. 

London,  printed  for  F.  Coles,  T.  Vere,  and 

J.  Wright.     (1655-80.) 
22.  some  wanting.     52.  shot  such  a  shoot. 
58.  a.     54.  with  wanting.     II1.  Fountains. 


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127 


II2.  farther.     II8.  ware.     151.  step'd. 

158.  thou  fine.     161.  on  his. 

202.  wigger.     208.  to  the.     218,  348.  curtle. 

222.  on  wanting.     231.  shot  so. 

232.  Till  all  his  arrows  were. 

234.  They  for  And.     24s.  his  wanting. 

24*.  the  wanting.     27*.  ranging. 


28s.  men  wanting.     303.  fryer. 
311.  he  wanting.     318.  bay-dogs. 
321.  Here  is  :  of  thine  wanting. 
332.  and  the  other.     344.  caught  the. 
392,  411.  Fountain.     393,  401.  through  the. 
402.  garments.     412.  and  more. 


APPENDIX 

THE  PLAY  OF  ROBIN  HOOD 
(1-110) 

a.  Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II,  192,  as  printed 

by  William  Copland,  at  the  end  of  his  edition 
of  the  Gest. 

b.  As  printed  by  Edward  White,  at  the  end  of  his 

edition  of  the  Gest:  Bodleian  Library,  Z.  3. 
Art.  Seld. 

ROBYN   HODE 

Now  stand  ye  forth,  my  mery  men  all, 

And  harke  what  I  shall  say; 

Of  an  adventure  I  shal  you  tell, 

The  which  befell  this  other  day. 
5  As  I  went  by  the  hygh  way, 

With  a  stout  frere  I  met, 

And  a  quarter-staffe  in  his  hande. 

Lyghtely  to  me  he  lept, 

And  styll  he  bade  me  stande. 
10  There  were  strypes  two  or  three, 

But  I  cannot  tell  who  had  the  worse, 

But  well  I  wote  the  horeson  lept  within  me, 

And  fro  me  he  toke  my  purse. 

Is  there  any  of  my  mery  men  all 
15.  That  to  that  frere  wyll  go, 

And  bryng  hym  to  me  forth  withall, 

Whether  he  wyll  or  no  ? 

LYTELL   JOHN 

Yes,  mayster,  I  make  God  avowe, 
To  that  frere  wyll  I  go, 
20  And  bring  him  to  you, 
Whether  he  wyl  or  no. 

FRYER    TUCKE 

Deus  hie  !  deus  Me  !  God  be  here  ! 
Is  not  this  a  holy  worde  for  a  frere? 
God  save  all  this  company ! 
25  But  am  not  I  a  jolly  fryer  ? 

For  I  can  shote  both  farre  and  nere, 


And  handle  the  sworde  and  buckler, 

And  this  quarter-staffe  also. 

If  I  mete  with  a  gentylman  or  yeman, 
30  I  am  not  afrayde  to  loke  hym  upon, 

Nor  boldly  with  him  to  carpe  ; 

If  he  speake  any  wordes  to  me, 

He  shall  have  strypes  two  or  thre, 

That  shal  make  his  body  smarte. 
35  But,  maisters,  to  shew  you  the  matter 

Wherfore  and  why  I  am  come  hither, 

In  fayth  I  wyll  not  spare. 

I  am  come  to  seke  a  good  yeman, 

In  Bernisdale  men  sai  is  his  habitacion, 
40  His  name  is  Robyn  Hode. 

And  if  that  he  be  better  man  than  I, 

His  servaunt  wyll  I  be,  and  serve  him  truely; 

But  if  that  I  be  better  man  than  he, 

By  my  truth  my  knave  shall  he  be, 
e  dogges  all  thr 

ROBYN    HODE 

Yelde  the,  fryer,  in  thy  long  cote. 

FRYER   TUCKE 

I  beshrew  thy  hart,  knave,  thou  hurtest  my  throt[e]. 

ROBYN   HODE 

I  trowe,  fryer,  thou  beginnest  to  dote ; 
Who  made  the  so  malapert  and  so  bolde 
50  To  come  into  this  forest  here, 
Amonge  my  f alowe  dere  ? 

FRYER 

Go  louse  the,  ragged  knave. 

If  thou  make  mani  wordes,  I  will  geve  the  on  the 

eare, 

Though  I  be  but  a  poore  fryer. 
55  To  seke  Robyn  Hode  I  am  com  here, 
And  to  him  my  hart  to  breke. 

ROBYN    HODE 

Thou  lousy  frer,  what  wouldest  thou  with  hym  ? 
He  never  loved  fryer,  nor  none  of  freiers  kyn. 

FRYER 

Avaunt,  ye  ragged  knave  ! 
60  Or  ye  shall  have  on  the  skynne. 


128 


123. 


ROBYN   HODE 

Of  all  the  men  in  the  morning  thou  art  the  worst, 
To  mete  with  the  I  have  no  lust ; 
For  he  that  meteth  a  frere  or  a  fox  in  the  morning, 
To  spede  ill  that  day  he  standeth  in  jeoperdy. 
65  Therfore  I  had  lever  mete  with  the  devil  of  hell, 
(Fryer,  I  tell  the  as  I  thinke,) 
Then  mete  with  a  fryer  or  a  fox 
In  a  mornyng,  or  I  drynk. 

FRYER 

Avaunt,  thou  ragged  knave  !  this  is  but  a  mock  ; 
70  If    thou    make   mani   words    thou    shal    have  a 
knock. 

ROBYN  HODE 

Harke,  frere,  what  I  say  here  : 
Over  this  water  thou  shalt  me  here, 
The  brydge  is  borne  away. 


To  say  naye  I  wyll  not; 

75  To  let  the  of  thine  oth  it  were  great  pitie  and  sin  ; 
But  up  on  a  fryers  backe,  and  have  even  in  ! 

ROBYN   HODE 

Nay,  have  over. 

FRYER 

Now  am  I,  frere,  within,  and  thou,  Robin,  without, 
To  lay  the  here  I  have  no  great  doubt. 
80  Now  art  thou,  Robyn,  without,  and  I,  frere,  within, 
Lye  ther,  knave  ;  chose  whether  thou  wilte  sinke 
or  swym. 


FRYER 
Mary,  set  a  knave  over  the  shone. 

ROBYN  HODE 

Therfore  thou  shalt  abye. 


ROBYN   HODE 

And  God  send  me  good  lucke. 

FRYER 

Than  have  a  stroke  for  fryer  Tucke. 

ROBYN   HODE 

Holde  thy  hande,  frere,  and  here  me  speke. 

FRYER 

Say  on,  ragged  knave, 
90  Me  semeth  ye  begyn  to  swete. 

ROBYN   HODE 

In  this  forest  I  have  a  hounde, 
I  wyl  not  give  him  for  an  hundreth  pound. 
Geve  me  leve  my  home  to  blowe, 
That  my  hounde  may  knowe. 

FRYER 

95  Blowe  on,  ragged  knave,  without  any  doubte, 
Untyll  bothe  thyne  eyes  starte  out. 
Here  be  a  sorte  of  ragged  knaves  come  in, 
Clothed  all  in  Kendale  grene, 
And  to  the  they  take  their  way  nowe. 

ROBYN   HODE 

100  Perad venture  they  do  so. 

FRYER 

I  gave  the  leve  to  blowe  at  thy  wyll, 
Now  give  me  leve  to  whistell  my  fyll. 

ROBYN   HODE 

Whystell,  frere,  evyl  mote  thou  fare  ! 
Untyll  bothe  thyne  eyes  stare. 

FRYER 

105  Now  Cut  and  Bause  ! 

Breng  forth  the  clubbes  and  staves, 


ROBYN   HODE 

How  sayest  thou,  frere,  wylt  thou  be  my  man, 
To  do  me  the  best  servyse  thou  can  ? 
110  Thou  shalt  have  both  golde  and  fee. 


After  ten  lines  of  ribaldry,  which  have  no  per- 
tinency to  the  traditional  Robin  Hood  and  Friar, 
the  play  abruptly  passes  to  the  adventure  of  Robin 
Hood  and  the  Potter. 

a.  Ritson  has    been   followed,   without  collation   with 

Copland. 
35.  maister.     64.  spede  ell. 


70.  you,  you  for  thou,  thou.     82.  donee. 
104.  starte. 

b.  13.  he  wanting.     15.  to  the.     23.  word  of. 
31.  Not.     35.  maister.     41.  if  he.     43.  be  a. 
59.  ye  wanting.     61.  in  a. 

65.  had  rather  :  of  hell  wanting.     70.  y":  y"  shalt. 
81.  choose  either  sinke.     97.  Here  is. 
103.  might  thou.     104.*  stare. 


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124 
THE   JOLLY   FINDER  OF  WAKEFIELD 


A.  a.  Wood,  402,  leaf  43.  b.  Garland  of  1663,  No  4. 
c.  Garland  of  1670,  No  3.  d.  Pepys,  II,  100,  No 
87  a.  e.  Wood,  401,  leaf  61  b. 


B.  Percy  MS.,  p.  15 ;  Hales  and  Furnivall,  I,  32. 


FEINTED  in  Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II, 
16,  from  one  of  Wood's  copies,  "  compared 
with  two  other  copies  in  the  British  Museum, 
one  in  black  letter : "  Evans,  Old  Ballads, 
177T,  1784, 1,  99. 

There  is  another  copy  in  the  Roxburghe 
collection,  III,  24,  and  there  are  two  in  the 
Bagford. 

'A  ballett  of  Wakefylde  and  a  grene'  is 
entered  to  Master  John  Wallye  and  Mistress 
Toye,  19  July,  1557-9  July,  1558 :  Station- 
ers' Registers,  Arber,  I,  76. 

The  ballad  is  one  of  four,  besides  the  Gest, 
that  were  known  to  the  author  of  the  Life 
of  Robin  Hood  in  Sloane  MS.  780,  which 
dates  from  early  in  the  seventeenth  century. 
It  is  thoroughly  lyrical,  and  therein  "  like  the 
old  age,"  and  was  pretty  well  sung  to  pieces 
before  it  ever  was  printed.  A  snatch  of  it  is 
sung,  as  Ritson  has  observed,  in  each  of  the 
Robin  Hood  plays,  The  Downfall  of  Robert, 
Earl  of  Huntington,  by  Anthony  Munday, 
and  The  Death  of  Robert,  Earl  of  Hunting- 
ton,  by  A.  Munday  and  Henry  Chettle,  both 
printed  in  1601. 

At  Michaelmas  cometh  my  covenant  out, 

My  master  gives  me  my  fee ; 
Then,  Robin,  I  '11  wear  thy  Kendall  green, 

And  wend  to  the  greenwood  with  thee. 

O  there  dwelleth  a  jolly  pinder 
At  Wakefield  all  on  a  green.* 

Silence  sings  the  line  '  And  Robin  Hood, 
Scarlet,  and  John,'  32,  in  the  Second  Part  of 

*  Dodsley's  Old  Plays,  4th  ed.,  by  W.  C.  Hazlitt,  VIII, 
195,  232. 

VOL.  ni.  17 


King  Henry  Fourth,  V,  3,  and  Falstaff  ad- 
dresses Bardolph  as  Scarlet  and  John  in  the 
first  scene  of  The  Merry  Wives  of  Windsor. 
In  Beaumont  and  Fletcher's  Philaster,  V,  4, 
Dyce,  I,  295,  we  have :  "  Let  not  .  .  .  your 
Robinhoods,  Scarlets,  and  Johns  tie  your  affec- 
tions in  darkness  to  your  shops."  Scarlet  and 
John,  comrades  of  Robin  Hood  from  the  be- 
ginning, are  prominent  in  many  ballads. 

Robin  Hood,  Scarlet,  and  John  have  left 
the  highway  and  made  a  path  over  the  corn,f 
apparently  in  defiance  of  the  Pinder  of  Wake- 
field,  who  has  the  fame  of  being  able  to  exact 
a  penalty  of  trespassers,  whatever  their  rank. 
The  Pinder  bids  them  turn  again  ;  they,  being 
three  to  one,  scorn  to  comply.  The  Pinder 
fights  with  them  till  their  swords  are  broken. 
Robin  cries  Hold!  and  asks  the  Pinder  to 
join  his  company  in  the  greenwood.  This 
the  Pinder  is  ready  to  do  at  Michaelmas, 
when  his  engagement  to  his  present  master 
will  be  terminated.  Robin  asks  for  meat  and 
drink,  and  the  Pinder  offers  him  bread,  beef, 
and  ale. 

The  adventure  of  the  ballad  is  naturally 
introduced  into  the  play  of  George  a  Greene, 
the  Pinner  of  Wakefield,  printed  in  1599, 
reprinted  in  Dodsley's  Old  Plays  (the  third 
volume  of  the  edition  of  1825),  and  by  Dyce 
among  the  works  of  Robert  Greene.  George 
a  Greene  fights  with  Scarlet,  and  beats  him ; 
then  with  Much  (not  John),  and  beats  him ; 
then  with  Robin  Hood.  Robin  protests  he  is 
the  stoutest  champion  that  ever  he  laid  hands 
on,  and  says : 

t  A  very  serious  offence :   see   E.  Peacock,  Hales  and 
Furnivall,  Percy  Folio  Manuscript,  I,  Ixii,  note  to  p.  34. 


130 


124.     THE  JOLLY  FINDER  OF    WAKEFIELD 


George,  wilt  thou  forsake  "Wakefield 

Ahd  go  with  me  ? 
Two  liveries  will  I  give  thee  every  year, 

And  forty  crowns  shall  be  thy  fee. 

George  welcomes  Robin  to  his  house,  offer- 
ing him  wafer-cakes,  beef,  mutton,  and  veal. 
(Dyce,  II,  196  f.) 

The  scene  in  the  play  is  found  in  the  prose 
history  of  George  a  Green,  London,  1706,  of 
which  a  copy  is  known,  no  doubt  substantially 
the  same,  of  the  date  1632.  The  Pinner  here 
fells  '  Slathbatch,'  Little  John,  and  the  Friar, 
before  his  bout  with  Robin.  See  Thorns,  A 
Collection  of  Early  Prose  Romances,  II,  44- 
47,  and  the  prefaces,  p.  viii  ff,  p.  xviii  f,  for 
more  about  the  popularity  of  the  Pinner's 
story. 

Wakefield  is  in  the  West  Riding  of  the 
county  of  York. 

Richard  Brathwayte,  in  a  poetical  epistle 
"  to  all  true-bred  northerne  sparks  of  the  gen- 
erous society  of  the  Cottoneers,"  Strappado 
for  the  Divell,  1615  (cited  by  Ritson,  Robin 
Hood,  ed.  1795,  I,  xxvii-ix),  speaks  of 

The  Pindar's  valour,  and  how  firme  he  stfcod 
In  th'  townes  defence  gainst  th'  rebel  Robin  Hood ; 
How  stoutly  he  behav'd  himselfe,  and  would, 
In  spite  of  Robin,  bring  his  horse  to  th'  fold : 

from  which  we  might  infer  that  according 
to  one  account  the  Pinder  had  impounded 
Robin's  horse.  But  as  Robin  Hood,  in  this 
passage,  is  confounded  with<the  rebel  Earl  of 
Kendal,  or  some  one  of  his  adherents,  it  is 
safe  to  suppose  that  Brathwayte  has  been 
twice  inaccurate.* 

The  ballad  is  so  imperfect  that  one  might 
be  in  doubt  whether  the  Pinder  fights  with 
Robin  Hood,  Scarlet,  and  John  all  together 
or  successively.  But  to  suppose  the  Pinder 
capable  of  dealing  with  all  three  at  once 
would  be  monstrous,  and  we  see  from  the 
History  and  from  Greene's  play  that  the  Pin- 


der must  take  them  one  after  the  other,  and 
Robin  the  last  of  the  three. 

There  are  seven  other  ballads,  besides  The 
Pinder  of  Wakefield,  in  which  Robin  Hood, 
after  trying  his  strength  with  a  stout  fellow, 
and  coming  off  somewhat  or  very  much  the 
worse,  induces  his  antagonist  to  enlist  in  his 
company.  Several  of  these  are  very  late, 
and  most  of  them  imitations,  we  may  say,  of 
the  Pinder,  or  one  of  the  other.  These  bal- 
lads are :  Robin  Hood  and  the  Curtal  Friar ; 
Robin  Hood  and  Little  John;  Robin  Hood 
and  the  Tanner ;  Robin  Hood  and  the  Tinker, 
28  ff;  Robin  Hood  Revived;  Robin  Hood 
and  the  Ranger ;  Robin  Hood  and  the  Scotch- 
man. We  might  add  Robin  Hood  and  Maid 
Marian.  The  episode  of  Little  John  and  the 
Cook,  in  the  Gest,  165-171,  is  after  the  same 
pattern.  There  is  another  set  in  which  a 
contest  of  a  like  description  does  not  result  in 
an  accession  to  the  outlaw-band.  These  are 
Robin  Hood  and  the  Potter ;  Robin  Hood  and 
the  Butcher  ;  Robin  Hood  and  the  Beggar,  I ; 
Robin  Hood  and  the  Beggar,  II  (Robin  Hood 
first  beaten,  then  three  of  his  men  severely 
handled) ;  Robin  Hood  and  the  Shepherd 
(Robin  Hood  overmastered,  Little  John  on 
the  point  of  being  beaten,  etc.)  ;  The  Bold 
Pedlar  and  Robin  Hood  (John  outmatched 
first,  then  his  master)  ;  Robin  Hood's  De- 
light (combat  between  Robin  Hood,  Little 
John,  and  Scadlock  and  three  Keepers) ; 
Robin  Hood  and  the  Pedlars  (again  three  to 
three). 

There  are,  as  might  be  expected,  frequent 
verbal  agreements  in  these  ballads,  and  many 
of  them  are  collected  by  Fricke,  Die  Robin- 
Hood-Balladen,  pp  91-95. 

The  fights  in  these  ballads  last  from  an 
hour,  Gest,  st.  168,  to  a  long  summer's  day, 
in  this  ballad,  st.  6.  In  Robin  Hood  and 
Maid  Marian,  st.  11,  the  time  is  at  least  an 
hour,  or  more  ;  in  Robin  Hood  and  the  Tanner, 


*  Further  on,  Brathwayte  alludes  to  a  difference  between 
Robin  Hood  and  the  Shoemaker  of  Bradford,  which  had 
been  treated  of  by  stage-poets.  This  refers  to  the  fight 
that  Robin  Hood  and  George  a  Green  have  with  the  shoe- 
makers, in  chap,  xii  of  the  History  (Thorns,  p.  52  f),  which 
is  introduced  into  Robert  Greene's  play  (Dyce,  p.  199  f), 


but  only  George  does  the  fighting  th'ere.  It  is  mere  care- 
lessness when  Munday,  '  Downfall,'  etc.,  applies  the  name 
of  George  a  Greene  to  the  Shoemaker  of  Bradford  (Hazlitt, 
as  above,  p.  151).  In  the  same  play  and  the  same  scene 
he  makes  Scathlock  and  Scarlet  two  persons. 


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131 


st.  20,  two  hours  and  more  ;  in  Robin  Hood  Hood  and  the  Shepherd,  st.  11,  from  ten 
and  the  Ranger,  st.  12,  three  hours ;  in  Robin  o'clock  till  four;  in  Robin  Hood's  Delight,  st. 
Hood  and  the  Curtal  Friar,  B  24,  and  Robin  11,  from  eight  o'clock  till  two,  and  past. 


a.  Wood,  402,  leaf  43.  b.  Garland  of  1663,  No  4. 
C.  Garland  of  1670,  No  3.  d.  Pepys,  II,  100,  No  87  a. 
e.  Wood,  401,  leaf  61  b. 

1  IN  Wakefield  there  lives  a  jolly  pinder, 

In  Wakefield,  all  on  a  green ;  (bis) 

2  'There  is  neither  knight  nor  squire,'  said  the 

pinder, 

'  Nor  baron  that  is  so  bold,  (bis) 
Dare  make  a  trespasse  to  the  town  of  Wake- 
field, 

But  his  pledge  goes  to  the  pinfold.'  (bis) 

3  All  this  beheard  three  witty  young  men, 

'T  was  Robin  Hood,  Scarlet,  and  John ; 
With  that  they  spyed  the  jolly  pinder, 
As  he  sate  under  a  thorn. 

4  '  Now  turn  again,  turn  again,'  said  the  pinder, 

'  For  a  wrong  way  have  you  gone  ; 
For  you  have  forsaken  the  king  his  highway, 
And  made  a  path  over  the  corn.' 

5  '  O  that  were  great  shame,'  said  jolly  Robin, 

'  We  being  three,  and  thou  but  one : ' 
The  pinder  leapt  back  then  thirty  good  foot, 
'T  was  thirty  good  foot  and  one. 

6  He  leaned  his  back  fast  unto  a  thorn, 

And  his  foot  unto  a  stone, 
And  there  he  fought  a  long  summer's  day, 

A  summer's  day  so  long, 
Till  that  their  swords,  on  their  broad  bucklers, 

Were  broken  fast  unto  their  hands. 


7  '  Hold  thy  hand,  hold  thy  hand,'  said  Robin 

Hood, 

'  And  my  merry  men  euery  one  ; 
For  this  is  one  of  the  best  pinders 
That  ever  I  try'd  with  sword. 

8  '  And  wilt  thou  forsake  thy  pinder  his  craft, 

And  live  in  [the]  green  wood  with  me  ? 


9  '  At  Michaelmas  next  my  covnant  comes  out, 

When  every  man  gathers  his  fee.; 
I  'le  take  my  blew  blade  all  in  my  hand, 
And  plod  to  the  green  wood  with  thee.' 

10  '  Hast  thou  either  meat  or  drink,'  said  Robin 

Hood, 
'  For  my  merry  men  and  me  ? 


11  '  I  have  both  bread  and  beef,'  said  the  pinder, 

'  And  good  ale  of  the  best ; ' 
'And  that  is  meat  good  enough,'  said  Robin 

Hood, 
'  For  such  unbidden  guest. 

12  '  0  wilt  thou'fbrsake  the  pinder  his  craft, 

And  go  to  the  green  wood  with  me  ? 
Thou  shalt  have  a  livery  twice  in  the  year, 
The  one  green,  the  other  brown  [shall  be].' 

13  '  If  Michaelmas  day  were  once  come  and  gone 

And  my  master  had  paid  me  my  fee, 
Then  would  I  set  as  little  by  him 
As  my  master  doth  set  by  me.' 


Percy  MS.,  p.  15  ;  Hales  and  Furnivall,  I,  32. 

******* 


'  BUT  hold  y  .  .  hold  y  .  .  .  '  says  Robin, 

'  My  merrymen,  I  bid  yee, 
For  this  [is]  one  of  the  best  pindars 

That  euer  I  saw  with  mine  eye. 


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124.    THE  JOLLY  FINDER  OF  WAKEFIELD 


2  '  But  hast  thou  any  meat,  thou  iolly  pindar, 
For  my  merrymen  and  me  ? ' 


3  'But  I  haue   bread   and   cheese,'  sayes  the 

pindar, 

'  And  ale  all  on  the  best : ' 
'  That 's  cheere  good  enoughe,'  said  Robin, 
'  For  any  such  vnbidden  guest. 

4  «  But  wilt  be  my  man  ? '  said  good  Robin, 

'  And  come  and  dwell  with  me  ? 


And  twise  in  a  yeere  thy  clothing  [shall]  be 
changed 

If  my  man  thou  wilt  bee, 
The  tone  shall  be  of  light  Lincolne  greene, 

The  tother  of  Picklory.' 

'  Att  Michallmas  comes  a  well  good  tune, 
When  men  haue  gotten  in  their  ffee  ; 

I  'le  sett  as  litle  by  my  master 
As  he  now  setts  by  me, 

I  'le  take  my  benbowe  in  my  hande, 
And  come  into  the  grenwoode  to  thee.' 


A.    The  second  and  fourth  lines  were  repeated  in 

singing. 
a  The  lolly  Finder  of  Wakefield. 

Printed  for  F.  Coles.  T.  Vere,  and  W.  G[i]l- 
ber[t]son.  (F.  Coles,  1646-1674 ;  T.  Vere, 
1648-1680;  W.  Gilbertson,  1640-1663. 
Chappell.) 

I1,  their. 

31.  witty,  which  all  have,  is  a  corruption  of 
wight. 

101.  laid.     134.  by  my. 

b,  o.  Robin  Hood  and  the  jolly  Finder  of  Wake- 
field,  shewing  how  he  fought  with  Robin 
Hood,  Scarlet,  and  John  a  long  summer's 
day.  To  a  Northern  tune. 

b.  I1,  there  dwels.     24.  it  goes.     41.  saith. 

61.  a  for  great:  saith.     II2.  all.     II8.  that's. 
121.  thy  for  the. 

c.  48.  king's  high.     62.  fast  unto. 
6*.  And  a.     6s.  that  wanting. 

91.  covenants.     101.  thou  wanting. 

d.  The  Jolly  Finder  of  Wakefield  with   Robin 

Hood,  Scarlet,  and  John. 

Printed  by  and  for  Alex.  Milbourn,  in  Green- 
Arbor  Court,  in  the  Little  Old-Baily.  (A. 
Milbourn,  1670-1697.  Chappell.) 

3*.  espy'd.     34.  sat.     42.  you  have. 

4s.  the  kings.     51.  a  for  great. 

62.  foot  against.     68.  they  for  he. 
6*.  broke.     81.  pinders  craft. 

82.  in  the.     131.  was  come. 
134.  set  wanting. 

e.  The  Jolly  Finder  of  Wakefield :  with  Robin 

Hood,  Scarlet  and  John. 
No  printer's  name. 


38.  espyed.     34.  sat.     42.  you  have. 
4*.  kings.     61.  foot  against.     68.  broke. 
81.  pinders  craft.     131.  was  come. 
134.  set  wanting. 

Pepys  Penny  Merriments  Garland :  according 

to  Hales  and  Furnivall. 
6*.  And  a.     66.  that  wanting. 
101.  thou  wanting.     121.  thy  pinder. 

Gutch,  Robin  Hood,  II,  144  f,  says  that  the 

Roxburghe  copy  has  in  31  wight  yeomen. 
He  prints  7M : 

And  my  merry  men  stand  aside ; 
For  this  is  one  of  the  best  pinders 
That  with  sword  ever  I  tryed. 

88'4.  Thou  shalt  have  a  livery  twice  in  the  year, 
Th'  one  greene,  tither  brown  shall  be. 

These  parts  of  stanzas  7,  8  he  gives  as  from 
a  black-letter  copy,  which  he  does  not  de- 
scribe. 

B.  I1'2  make  half  a  stanza  in  the  MS.,  and  1M 
are  joined  with  21'2.  4M  and  51>2  make  a 
stanza.  It  is  not  supposed  that  4  and  5 
were  originally  stanzas  of  six  lines,  but 
rather  that,  one  half  of  each  of  two  stanzas 
having  been  forgotten,  the  other  has  at- 
tached itself  to  a  complete  stanza  which 
chanced  to  have  the  same  rhyme.  Stanzas 
of  six  lines,  formed  in  this  way,  are  com- 
mon in  traditional  ballads. 
3*.  guests.  48.  2?.  in. 


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125 

ROBIN   HOOD  AND  LITTLE   JOHN 

a.  A  Collection  of  Old  Ballads,  1723, 1,  75.    b.  Aldermary  Garland,  by  R.  Marshall,  n.  d.,  No  22. 


RITSON,  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II,  138  ;  Evans, 
Old  Ballads,  1777,  1784,  I,  204.  There  is  a 
bad  copy  in  a  Robin  Hood's  Garland  of  1749. 

"  This  ballad,"  says  Ritson,  "is  named  in  a 
schedule  of  such  things  under  an  agreement 
between  W.  Thackeray  and  others  in  1689, 
Col.  Pepys,  vol.  5."  It  occurs  in  a  list  of  bal- 
lads printed  for  and  sold  by  William  Thack- 
eray at  the  Angel  in  Duck-Lane  (see  The 
Ballad  Society's  reprint  of  the  Roxburghe 
Ballads,  W.  Chappell,  I,  xxiv,  from  a  copy  in 
the  Bagford  collection),  but  by  some  caprice 
of  fortune  has  not,  so  far  as  is  known,  come 
down  in  the  broadside  form,  neither  is  it  found 
in  the  older  garlands. 

Robin  Hood  and  Little  John  belongs  to  a 
set  of  ballads  which  have  middle  rhyme  in  the 
third  line  of  the  stanza,  and  are  directed  to  be 
sung  to  one  and  the  same  tune.  These  are : 
R.  H.  and  the  Bishop,  R.  H.  and  the  Beggar, 
R.  H.  and  the  Tanner,  to  the  tune  of  R.  H.  and 
the  Stranger ;  R.  H.  and  the  Butcher,  R.  H.'s 
Chase,  Little  John  and  the  Four  Beggars,  to 
the  tune  of  R.  H.  and  the  Beggar ;  R.  H.  and 
Little  John,  R.  H.  and  the  Ranger,  to  the 
tune  of  Arthur  a  Bland  (that  is,  R.  H.  and 
the  Tanner).  There  is  no  ballad  with  the 

*  Robin  Hood  Newly  Revived  (which,  by  the  way,  is  in  the 
same  bad  style  as  Robin  Hood  and  Little  John)  is  directed 
to  be  sung  'to  a  delightful  new  Tune.'  The  tune,  as  is  seen 
from  the  burden,  was  that  of  Arthur  a  Eland,  etc.,  called  in 
Robin  Hood  and  the  Prince  of  Aragon  (the  Second  Part  of 
Robin  Hood  Newly  Revived)  Robin  Hood,  or  Hey  down, 
down  a  down.  The  earliest  printed  copy  of  the  air  is  pre- 
served in  the  ballad-opera  of  The  Jovial  Crew,  1731  (Rim- 
bault,  in  Gutch's  Robin  Hood,  II,  433,  Chappell's  Popu- 
lar Music,  p.  391),  and  the  song  which  is  there  sung  to  it 
has  middle  rhyme  in  the  first  line  as  well  as  the  third,  which 
is  the  case  with  no  Robin  Hood  ballad  except  Robin  Hood 
and  the  Peddlers. 

Robin  Hood  and  Maid  Marian,  which  has  the  middle 


title  Robin  Hood  and  the  Stranger.  Ritson 
thought  it  proper  to  give  this  title  to  a  ballad 
which  uniformly  bears  the  title  of  Robin  Hood 
Newly  Revived,  No  128,  because  Robin's  an- 
tagonist is  repeatedly  called  "the  stranger  "  in 
it.  But  Robin's  antagonist  is  equally  often 
called  "the  stranger"  in  the  present  ballad 
(eleven  times  in  each),  and  Robin  Hood  and 
Little  John  has  the  middle  rhyme  in  the  third 
line,  which  Robin  Hood  Newly  Revived  has 
not  (excepting  in  seven  stanzas  at  the  end, 
-which  are  a  portion  of  a  different  ballad,  Robin 
Hood  and  the  Scotchman).  Robin  Hood  and 
Little  John  (and  Robin  Hood  Newly  Revived 
as  well)  would  naturally  be  referred  to  as 
Robin  Hood  and  the  Stranger,  for  the  same 
reason  that  Robin  Hood  and  the  Tanner  is  re- 
ferred to  as  Arthur  a  Bland.  The  fact  that 
the  middle  rhyme  in  the  third  line  is  found 
in  Robin  Hood  and  Little  John,  but  is  lacking 
in  Robin  Hood  Newly  Revived,  gives  a  slightly 
superior  probability  to  the  supposition  that  the 
former,  or  rather  some  older  version  of  it  (for 
the  one  we  have  is  in  a  rank  seventeenth-cen- 
tury style),  had  the  secondary  title  of  Robin 
Hood  and  the  Stranger.* 

Like  Robin  Hood's  Progress  to  Nottingham, 

rhyme  in  the  third  line,  is  directed  to  be  sung  to  Robin  Hood 
Revived.  Robin  Hood  and  the  Scotchman,  as  already  said, 
has  middle  rhyme  in  the  third  line;  so  have  The  King's 
Disguise,  etc.,  R.  H.  and  the  Golden  Arrow,  R.  H.  and  the 
Valiant  Knight ;  but  the  tune  assigned  to  the  last  is  Robin 
Hood  and  the  Fifteen  Foresters,  that  is,  Robin  Hood's  Pro- 
gress to  Nottingham. 

It  ought  to  be  added  that  Robin  Hood  Newly  Revived  is 
found  in  the  Garland  of  1663,  in  company  with  R.  H.  and 
the  Bishop,  R.  H.  and  the  Butcher,  etc.,  and  that  Robin 
Hood  and  Little  John  is  not  there ;  but  I  do  not  consider 
this  circumstance  sufficient  to  offset  the  probability  in  favor 
of  the  supposition,  that  by  Robin  Hood  and  the  Stranger 
is  meant  Robin  Hood  and  Little  John. 


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125.     ROBIN   HOOD  AND  LITTLE  JOHN 


this  ballad  affects,  in  the  right  apocryphal 
way,  to  know  an  adventure  of  Robin's  early 
life.  Though  but  twenty  years  old,  Robin 
has  a  company  of  threescore  and  nine  bow- 
men. With  all  these  he  shakes  hands  one 
morning,  and  goes  through  the  forest  alone, 
prudently  enjoining  on  the  band  to  come  to 
his  help  if  he  should  blow  his  horn.  He 
meets  a  stranger  on  a  narrow  bridge,  and 
neither  will  give  way.  Robin  threatens  the 
stranger  with  an  arrow,  which,  as  he  requires 
to  be  reminded,  is  cowardly  enough,  seeing 
that  the  other  man  has  nothing  but  a  staff. 
Recalled  to  ordinary  manliness,  Robin  Hood, 
laying  down  his  bow,  provides  himself  with 
an  oaken  stick,  and  proposes  a  battle  on  the 
bridge,  which  he  shall  be  held  to  win  who 
knocks  the  other  into  the  water  in  the  end. 
In  the  end  the  stranger  tumbles  Robin  into  the 


brook,  and  is  owned  to  have  won  the  day.  The 
band  are  now  summoned  by  the  horn,  and 
when  they  hear  what  the  stranger  has  done  are 
about  to  seize  and  duck  him,  but  are  ordered 
to  forbear.  Robin  Hood  proposes  to  his  an- 
tagonist that  he  shall  join  his  men,  and  John 
Little,  as  he  declares  his  name  to  be,  accedes. 
John  Little  is  seven  foot  tall.*  Will  Stutely 
says  his  name  must  be  changed,  and  they  re- 
baptize  the  "  infant "  as  Little  John. 

'  A  pastorall  plesant  commedie  of  Robin 
Hood  and  Little  John,  etc.,'  is  entered  to  Ed- 
ward White  in  the  Stationers'  Registers,  May 
14,  1594,  and  '  Robin  Hood  and  Litle  John ' 
to  Master  Oulton,  April  22, 1640.  (Arber,  II, 
649,  IV,  507.) 

Translated  by  Anastasius  Griin,  p.  65. 


1  WHEN  Robin  Hood  was  about  twenty  years 

old, 

With  a  hey  down  down  and  a  down 
He  happend  to  meet  Little  John, 
A  jolly  brisk  blade,  right  fit  for  the  trade, 

For  he  was  a  lusty  young  man. 

2  Tho  he  was  calld  Little,  bis  limbs  they  were 

large, 

And  his  stature  was  seven  foot  high ; 
Where-ever  he  came,  they  quak'd  at  his  name, 
For  soon  he  would  make  them  to  fly. 

3  How  they  came  acquainted,  I'll  tell  you  in 

brief, 

If  you  will  but  listen  a  while ; 
For  this  very  jest,  amongst  all  the  rest, 
I  think  it  may  cause  you  to  smile. 

4  Bold  Robin  Hood  said  to  his  jolly  bowmen, 

Pray  tarry  you  here  in  this  grove  ; 
And  see  that  you  all  observe  well  my  call, 
While  thorough  tbe  forest  I  rove. 

5  We  have  had  no  sport  for  these  fourteen  long 

days, 
Therefore  now  abroad  will  I  go  ; 


Now  should  I  be  beat,  and  cannot  retreat, 
My  horn  I  will  presently  blow. 

6  Then  did  he  shake  hands  with  his  merry  men  all, 

And  bid  them  at  present  good  b'w'ye  ; 
Then,  as  near  a  brook  his  journey  he  took, 
A  stranger  he  chancd  to  espy. 

7  They  happend  to  meet  on  a  long  narrow  bridge, 

And  neither  of  them  would  give  way  ; 
Quoth  bold  Robin  Hood,  and  sturdily  stood, 
I  '11  show  you  right  Nottingham  play. 

8  With  that  from  his  quiver  an  arrow  he  drew, 

A  broad  arrow  with  a  goose-wing : 
The  stranger  reply'd,  I  '11  liquor  thy  hide, 
If  thou  offerst  to  touch  the  string. 

9  Quoth  bold  Robin  Hood,  Thou  dost  prate  like 

an  ass, 

For  were  I  to  bend  but  my  bow, 
I  could  send  a  dart  quite  thro  thy  proud  heart, 
Before  thou  couldst  strike  me  one  blow. 

10  '  Thou  talkst  like  a  coward,'  the  stranger  re- 

ply'd; 
'  Well  armd  with  a  long  bow  you  stand, 


*  Fourteen  foot,  as  proved  by  his  bones,  preserved,  accord- 
ing to  Hector  Boece,  in  the  kirk  of  Pette,  in  Murrayland. 


See  Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  1832,  I,  cxxxiif;  and  Gutch, 
II,  112,  note*. 


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135 


To  shoot  at  my  breast,  while  I,  I  protest, 
Have  nought  but  a  staff  in  my  hand.' 

11  '  The  name  of  a  coward,'  quoth  Robin,  '  I  scorn, 

Wherefore  my  long  bow  I  '11  lay  by  ; 
And  now,  for  thy  sake,  a  staff  will  I  take, 
The  truth  of  thy  manhood  to  try.' 

12  Then  Robin  Hood  stept  to  a  thicket  of  trees, 

And  chose  him  a  staff  of  ground-oak ; 
Now  this  being  done,  away  he  did  run 
To  the  stranger,  and  merrily  spoke : 

13  Lo  !  see  my  staff,  it  is  lusty  and  tough, 

Now  here  on  the  bridge  we  will  play  ; 
Whoever  falls  in,  the  other  shall  win 
The  battel,  and  so  we  '11  away. 

14  '  With  all  my  whole  heart,'  the  stranger  re- 

ply'd; 

'  I  scorn  in  the  least  to  give  out ; ' 
This  said,  they  fell  to 't  without  more  dispute, 
And  their  staffs  they  did  flourish  about. 

15  And  first  Robin  he  gave  the  stranger  a  bang, 

So  hard  that  it  made  his  bones  ring : 
The  stranger  he  said,  This  must  be  repaid, 
I  '11  give  you  as  good  as  you  bring. 

16  So  long  as  I  'm  able  to  handle  my  staff, 

To  die  in  your  debt,  friend,  I  scorn  : 
Then  to  it  each  goes,  and  followd  their  blows, 
As  if  they  had  been  threshing  of  corn. 

17  The  stranger  gave  Robin  a  crack  on  the  crown, 

Which  caused  the  blood  to  appear  ; 
Then  Robin,  enrag'd,  more  fiercely  engag'd, 
And  followd  his  blows  more  severe. 

18  So  thick  and  so  fast  did  he  lay  it  on  him, 

With  a  passionate  fury  and  ire, 
At  every  stroke,  he  made  him  to  smoke, 
As  if  he  had  been  all  on  fire. 

19  0  then  into  fury  the  stranger  he  grew, 

And  gave  him  a  damnable  look, 
And  with  it  a  blow  that  laid  him  full  low, 
And  tumbld  him  into  the  brook. 

20  'I    prithee,  good  fellow,  0  where  art  thou 

now?' 
The  stranger,  in  laughter,  he  cry'd ; 


Quoth  bold  Robin  Hood,  Good  faith,  in  the 

flood, 
And  floating  along  with  the  tide. 

21  I  needs  must  acknowledge  thou  art  a  brave 

soul; 

With  thee  I  '11  no  longer  contend  ; 
For  needs  must  I  say,  thou  hast  got  the  day, 
Our  battel  shall  be  at  an  end. 

22  Then  unto  the  bank  he  did  presently  wade, 

And  pulld  himself  out  by  a  thorn  ; 
Which  done,  at  the  last,  he  blowd  a  loud  blast 
Straitway  on  his  fine  bugle-horn. 

23  The  eccho  of  which  through  the  vallies  did  fly, 

At  which  his  stout  bowmen  appeard, 
All  cloathed  in  green,  most  gay  to  be  seen ; 
So  up  to  their  master  they  steerd. 

24  '  O  what 's  the  matter  ? '  quoth  William  Stutely ; 

1  Good  master,  you  are  wet  to  the  skin  : ' 
'  No  matter,'  quoth  he  ;  '  the  lad  which  you  see, 
In  fighting,  hath  tumbld  me  in.' 

25  '  He  shall  not  go  scot-free,'  the  others  reply'd ; 

So  strait  they  were  seizing  him  there, 
To  duck  him  likewise  ;  but  Robin  Hood  cries, 
He  is  a  stout  fellow,  forbear. 

26  There  's  no  one  shall  wrong  thee,  friend,  be 

not  afraid ; 

These  bowmen  upon  me  do  wait ; 
There  's  threescore  and  nine  ;  if  thou  wilt  be 

mine, 
Thou  shalt  have  my  livery  strait. 

27  And  other  accoutrements  fit  for  a  man ; 

Speak  up,  jolly  blade,  never  fear  ; 
I  '11  teach  you  also  the  use  of  the  bow, 
To  shoot  at  the  fat  fallow-deer. 

28  '  0  here  is  my  hand,'  the  stranger  reply'd, 

'  I  '11  serve  you  with  all  my  whole  heart ; 
My  name  is  John  Little,  a  man  of  good  mettle ; 
Nere  doubt  me,  for  I  '11  play  my  part.' 

29  His    name    shall    be   alterd,'  quoth  William 

Stutely, 

'  And  I  will  his  godfather  be  ; 
Prepare  then  a  feast,  and  none  of  the  least, 
For  we  will  be  merry,'  quoth  he. 


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125.    ROBIN  HOOD  AND  LITTLE  JOHN 


30  They  presently  fetchd  in  a  brace  of  fat  does, 

With  humming  strong  liquor  likewise  ; 
They  lovd  what  was  good ;  so,  in  the  green- 
wood, 
This  pretty  sweet  babe  they  baptize. 

31  He  was,  I  must  tell  you,  but  seven  foot  high, 

And,  may  be,  an  ell  in  the  waste ; 
A  pretty  sweet  lad  ;  much  feasting  they  had  ; 
Bold  Robin  the  christning  grac'd. 

32  With  all  his  bowmen,  which  stood  in  a  ring, 

And  were  of  the  Notti[n]gham  breed ; 
Brave  Stutely  comes  then,  with  seven  yeomen, 
And  did  in  this  manner  proceed. 

33  '  This  infant  was  called  John  Little,'  quoth  he, 

'  Which  name  shall  be  changed  anon  ; 
The  words  we  '11  transpose,  so  where-ever  he 

goes, 
His  name  shall  be  calld  Little  John.' 

34  They  all  with  a  shout  made  the  elements  ring, 

So  soon  as  the  office  was  ore ; 
To  feasting  they  went,  with  true  merriment, 
And  tippld  strong  liquor  gillore. 


35  Then  Robin  he  took  the  pretty  sweet  babe, 

And  cloathd  him  from  top  to  the  toe 
In  garments  of  green,  most  gay  to  be  seen, 
And  gave  him  a  curious  long  bow. 

36  '  Thou  shalt  be  an  archer  as  well  as  the  best, 

And  range  in  the  greenwood  with  us  ; 
Where  we  '11   not  want  gold  nor  silver,  be- 
hold, 
While  bishops  have  ought  in  their  purse. 

37  '  We  live  here  like  squires,  or  lords  of  renown, 

Without  ere  a  foot  of  free  land  ; 
We  feast  on  good  cheer,  with  wine,  ale,  and 

beer, 
And  evry  thing  at  our  command.' 

38  Then  musick  and  dancing  did  finish  the  day ; 

At  length,  when  the  sun  waxed  low, 
Then  all  the  whole  train  the  grove  did  refrain, 
And  unto  their  caves  they  did  go. 

39  And  so  ever  after,  as  long  as  he  livd, 

Altho  he  was  proper  and  tall, 
Yet  nevertheless,  the  truth  to  express, 
Still  Little  John  they  did  him  call. 


a.  Title.     Robin  Hood  and  Little  John.     Being 

an  account  of  their  first  meeting,  their  fierce 
encounter,    and    conquest.       To   which    is 
added,  their  friendly  agreement,  and  how 
he  came  to  be  calld  Little  John. 
To  the  tune  of  Arthur  a  Bland. 

b.  Title  as  in  a. 

22.  statue.     32.  you  would.     38.  among. 
3*.  it  wanting.     48.  his  for  my,  wrongly. 
51.  for  wanting.    58.  be  wanting. 
8*.  offer.    92.  where  I  do  bend. 


II2.  Therefore.     II8.  I  will. 

131.  it  wanting.     132.  on  this. 

151.  And  first :  he  wanting.    15s.  he  for  it. 

161.  a  for  my.     168.  both  goes,  and  follow. 

181.  he  did.     191.  in  a  fury. 

198.  which  for  that.     201.  O  wanting. 

228.  blew.     231.  did  ring.    234.  their  matter. 

248.  that  for  which.     271.  fitting  also. 

301.  him  for  in.     30*.  baptiz'd.     311.  feet. 

318.  He  was  a  sweet.    328.  came. 

344.  liquors.     352.  the  wanting. 

391.  they  for  he.    392.  he  be. 


126.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  TANNER 


137 


126 

ROBIN   HOOD  AND   THE   TANNER 


a.  Wood,  401,  leaf  9  b. 

b.  Garland  of  1663,  No  10. 


c.  Garland  of  1670,  No  9. 

d.  Pepys,  II,  111,  No  98. 


FEINTED  in  Old  Ballads,  1723, 1,  83. 

a  was  printed  by  Ritson,  Robin  Hood, 
1795,  II,  30.  Evans  has  an  indifferent  copy, 
probably  edited,  in  his  Old  Ballads,  1777, 
1784, 1,  112. 

Arthur  a  Bland,  a  Nottingham  tanner,  goes 
of  a  summer's  morning  into  Sherwood  forest 
to  see  the  red  deer.  Robin  Hood  pretends 
to  be  a  keeper  and  to  see  cause  for  staying 
the  Tanner.  The  Tanner  says  it  will  take 
more  than  one  such  to  make  him  stand. 
They  have  a  two  hours'  fight  with  staves, 
when  Robin  cries  Hold  !  The  Tanner  hence- 
forth shall  be  free  of  the  forest,  and  if  he 
will  come  and  live  there  with  Robin  Hood 
shall  have  both  gold  and  fee.  Arthur  a  Bland 
gives  his  hand  never  to  part  from  Robin, 
and  asks  for  Little  John,  whom  he  declares 
to  be  his  kinsman.  Robin  Hood  blows  his 
horn.  Little  John  comes  at  the  call,  and, 
learning  what  has  been  going  on,  would  like 
to  try  a  bout  with  the  Tanner,  but  after  a 
little  explanation  throws  himself  upon  his 
kinsman's  neck.  The  three  take  hands  for  a 
dance  round  the  oak-tree. 

The  sturdy  Arthur  a  Bland  is  well  hit  off, 


and,  bating  the  sixteenth  and  thirty  -  fifth 
stanzas,  the  ballad  has  a  good  popular  ring. 
There  is  corruption  at  83,  123,  and  perhaps  133. 

Little  John  offers  to  fight  with  the  Tinker 
in  No  127,  and  again  with  the  Stranger  in 
No  128,  as  here  with  the  Tanner,  and  is  for- 
bidden, as  here,  by  his  master.  In  R.  H. 
and  the  Shepherd,  No  135,  he  undertakes 
the  Shepherd  after  Robin  has  owned  himself 
conquered,  and  the  fight  is  stopped  after  John 
has  received  some  sturdy  blows.  In  the  Bold 
Pedlar  and  Robin  Hood,  No  132,  John  begins 
and  Robin  follows,  and  each  in  turn  cries, 
Pedlar,  pray  hold  your  hand.  In  R.  H.  and 
the  Potter,  No  121,  John  is  ready  to  bet 
on  the  Potter,  because  he  has  already  had 
strokes  from  him  which  he  has  reason  to  re- 
member. 

As  the  Tanner  is  John's  cousin,  so,  in 
Robin  Hood  Revived,  No  128,  the  Stranger 
turns  out  to  be  Robin  Hood's  nephew,  Young 
Gamwell,  thenceforward  called  Scathlock ; 
and  in  No  132  the  Bold  Pedlar  proves  to 
be  Gamble  Gold,  Robin's  cousin. 

Translated  by  Anastasius  Griin,  p.  117. 


1  IN  Nottingham  there  lives  a  jolly  tanner, 

With  a  hey  down  down  a  down  down 
His  name  is  Arthur  a  Bland  ; 
There  is  nere  a  squire  in  Nottinghamshire 
Dare  bid  bold  Arthur  stand. 

2  With  a  long  pike-staff  upon  his  shoulder, 

So  well  he  can  clear  his  way ; 

VOL.  III.  18 


By  two  and  by  three  he  makes  them  to  flee, 
For  he  hath  no  list  to  stay. 

3  And  as  he  went  forth,  in  a  summer's  morning, 

Into  the  forrest  of  merry  Sherwood, 
To  view  the  red  deer,  that  range  here  and 

there, 
There  met  he  with  bold  Robin  Hood. 


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126.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  TANNER 


4  As  soon  as  bold  Robin  Hood  did  him  espy, 

He  thought  some  sport  he  would  make ; 
Therefore  out  of  hand  he  bid  him  to  stand, 
And  thus  to  him  he  spake  : 

5  Why,  what  art  thou,  thou  bold  fellow, 

That  ranges  so  boldly  here  ? 
In  sooth,  to  be  brief,  thou  lookst  like  a  thief, 
That  comes  to  steal  our  king's  deer. 

6  For  I  am  a  keeper  in  this  f orrest ; 

The  king  puts  me  in  trust 
To   look   to   his   deer,  that  range   here   and 

there, 
Therefore  stay  thee  I  must. 

7  '  If  thou  beest  a  keeper  in  this  forrest, 

And  hast  such  a  great  command, 
Yet  thou  must  have  more  partakers  in  store, 
Before  thou  make  me  to  stand.' 

v 

8  '  Nay,  I  have  no  more  partakers  in  store, 

Or  any  that  I  do  need  ; 
But  I  have  a  staff  of  another  oke  graff, 
I  know  it  will  do  the  deed.' 

9  'For  thy  sword  and   thy  bow  I  care  not  a 

straw, 

Nor  all  thine  arrows  to  boot ; 
If  I  get  a  knop  upon  thy  bare  scop, 
Thou  canst  as  well  shite  as  shoote.' 

10  '  Speak  cleanly,  good  fellow,'  said  jolly  Robin, 

'  And  give  better  terms  to  me ; 
Else  I  'le  thee  correct  for  thy  neglect, 
And  make  thee  more  mannerly.' 

11  '  Marry  gep  with  a  wenion ! '  quoth  Arthur  a 

Bland, 

*  Art  thou  such  a  goodly  man  ? 
I  care  not  a  fig  for  thy  looking  so  big ; 
Mend  thou  thyself  where  thou  can.' 

12  Then  Robin  Hood  he  unbuckled  his  belt, 

He  laid  down  his  bow  so  long  ; 
He  took  up  a  staff  of  another  oke  graff, 
That  was  both  stiff  and  strong. 

13  '  I  'le  yield  to  thy  weapon,'  said  jolly  Robin, 

'  Since  thou  wilt  not  yield  to  mine ; 
For  I  have  a  staff  of  another  oke  graff, 
Not  half  a  foot  longer  then  thine. 


14  '  But  let  me  measure,'  said  jolly  Robin, 

'  Before  we  begin  our  fray ; 
For  I  'le  not  have  mine  to  be  longer  then  thine, 
For  that  will  be  called  foul  play.' 

15  '  I  pass  not  for  length,'  bold  Arthur  reply'd, 

'  My  staff  is  of  oke  so  free ; 
Eight  foot  and  a  half,  it  will  knock  down  a 

calf, 
And  I  hope  it  will  knock  down  thee.' 

16  Then  Robin  Hood  could  no  longer  forbear ; 

He  gave  him  such  a  knock, 
Quickly  and  soon  the  blood  came  down, 
Before  it  was  ten  a  clock. 

17  Then  Arthur  he  soon  recovered  himself, 

And  gave  him  such  a  knock  on  the  crown, 
That   on   every  hair   of    bold   Robin   Hoods 

head, 
The  blood  came  trickling  down. 

18  Then  Robin  Hood  raged  like  a  wild  bore, 

As  soon  as  he  saw  his  own  blood ; 
Then  Bland  was  in  hast,  he  laid  on  so  fast, 
As  though  he  had  been  staking  of  wood. 

19  And  about,  and  about,  and  about  they  went, 

Like  two  wild  bores  in  a  chase ; 
Striving  to  aim  each  other  to  maim, 
Leg,  arm,  or  any  other  place. 

20  And  knock  for  knock  they  lustily  dealt, 

Which  held  for  two  hours  and  more  ; 
That  all  the  wood  rang  at  every  bang, 
They  ply'd  their  work  so  sore. 

21  '  Hold  thy  hand,  hold  thy  hand,'  said  Robin 

Hood, 

'  And  let  our  quarrel  fall ; 
For  here  we  may  thresh  our  bones  into  mesh, 
And  get  no  coyn  at  all. 

22  '  And  in  the  forrest  of  merry  Sherwood 

Hereafter  thou  shalt  be  free :  * 
'  God-a-mercy  for  naught,  my  freedom  I  bought, 
I  may  thank  my  good  staff,  and  not  thee.' 

23  '  What  tradesman  art  thou  ?  '  said  jolly  Robin, 

'Good  fellow,  I  prethee  me  show : 
And  also  me  tell  in  what  place  thou  dost  dwel, 
For  both  these  fain  would  I  know.' 


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139 


24  '  I  am  a  tanner,'  bold  Arthur  reply'd, 

'  In  Nottingham  long  have  I  wrought ; 
And  if  thou  'It  come  there,  I  vow  and  do  swear 
I  will  tan  thy  hide  for  naught.' 

25  '  God  a  mercy,  good  fellow,'  said  jolly  Robin, 

'  Since  thou  art  so  kind  to  me ; 
And  if  thou  wilt  tan  my  hide  for  naught, 
I  will  do  as  much  for  thee. 

26  '  But  if  thou  'It  forsake  thy  tanners  trade, 

And  live  in  green  wood  with  me, 
My  name  's  Robin  Hood,  I  swear  by  the  rood 
I  will  give  thee  both  gold  and  fee.' 

27  '  If  thou  be  Robin  Hood,'  bold  Arthur  reply'd, 

'  As  I  think  well  thou  art, 
Then  here  's  my  hand,  my  name  's  Arthur  a 

Bland, 
We  two  will  never  depart. 

28  '  But  tell  me,  O  tell  me,  where  is  Little  John  ? 

Of  him  fain  would  I  hear  ; 
For  we  are  alide  by  the  mothers  side, 
And  he  is  my  kinsman  near.' 

29  Then  Robin  Hood  blew  on  the  beaugle  horn, 

He  blew  full  lowd  and  shrill, 
But  quickly  anon  appeard  Little  John, 
Come  tripping  down  a  green  hill. 

30  '  O  what  is  the  matter  ?  '  then  said  Little  John, 

'  Master,  I  pray  you  tell ; 
Why  do  you  stand  with  your  staff  in  your  hand  ? 
I  fear  all  is  not  well.' 


31  '  0  man,  I  do  stand,  and  he  makes  me  to  stand, 

The  tanner  that  stands  thee  beside  ; 
He  is  a  bonny  blade,  and  master  of  his  trade, 
For  soundly  he  hath  tand  my  hide.' 

32  '  He  is  to  be  commended,'  then  said  Little  John, 

'  If  such  a  feat  he  can  do  ; 
If  he  be  so  stout,  we  will  have  a  bout, 
And  he  shall  tan  my  hide  too.' 

33  « Hold  thy  hand,  hold  thy  hand,'  said  Robin 

Hood, 

'  For  as  I  do  understand, 
He 's  a  yeoman  good,  and  of  thine  own  blood, 
For  his  name  is  Arthur  a  Bland.' 

34  Then  Little  John  threw  his  staff  away, 

As  far  as  he  could  it  fling, 
And  ran  out  of  hand  to  Arthur  a  Bland, 
And  about  his  neck  did  cling. 

35  With  loving  respect,  there  was  no  neglect, 

They  were  neither  nice  nor  coy, 
Each  other  did  face,  with  a  lovely  grace, 
And  both  did  weep  for  joy. 

36  Then  Robin  Hood  took  them  both  by  the  hand, 

And  danc'd  round  about  the  oke  tree  ; 
'  For  three  merry  men,  and  three  merry  men, 
And  three  merry  men  we  be. 

37  '  And  ever  hereafter,  as  long  as  I  live, 

We  three  will  be  all  one ; 
The  wood  shall  ring,  and  the  old  wife  sing, 
Of  Robin  Hood,  Arthur,  and  John.' 


a.  Robin  Hood  and  the  Tanner,  or,  Robin  Hood 
met  with  his  match  :  A  merry  and  pleasant 
song  relating  the  gallant  and  fierce  combate 
fought  between  Arthur  Bland,  a  Tanner  of 
Nottingham,  and  Robin  Hood,  the  greatest 
and  most  noblest  archer  of  England.  The 
tune  is,  Robin  and  the  Stranger. 

Printed  f or  W.  Gilbertson.  (1640-63:  Chap- 
pell.) 

38.  merry  Forrest  of.     72.  hath.     78.  But. 

98.  the  bare.     II1.  qd.  .     138.  straff. 

144.  Wanting  in  my  copy,  probably  by  acci- 
dental omission :  supplied  from  b. 

178.  That  from  every  side  :  Old  Ballads, 
1713,  to  restore  the  middle  rhyme. 


21 2.  let  your  Quiver :  cf.  b,  c,  d. 
21 8.  thrash  :  to :  cf.  b.     224.  good  wanting. 
268.  the  wood :  cf.  d.     352.  noice. 
361.  took  him  by:  cf.  d.     374.     Kobin. 
b.  Title  as  in  a.     By  the  same  printer  as  a. 

Burden  sometimes  With  hey,  etc. 
I1,  lives  there.     I2,  II1,  278.     Arthur  Bland. 
32.  merry  Forrest  of.     62.  he  puts. 
72.  hath.     78.  Yet.     74.  Before  that. 
83,  128,  138.  graft. 
9s.  thy  bare.     II1.  quoth. 
131.  I  yield.     134.  than.     14s.  to  wanting. 
144.  For  that  will  be  called  foul  play. 
I7a.  He  gave.     178.  Hoods  wanting. 
212.  let  our  quarrel.     21*.  thresh :  into. 


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127.     ROBIN   HOOD  AND  THE  TINKER 


22*.  my  good.     23a.  pray  thee. 
24s.  thou  come.     '25'-.  kinde  and  free. 
263.  the  wood. 

281.  where's.     29a.  both/orfulL 
301.  then  wanting. 

338.  thy.     34*.  he  did.    361.  took  him  by. 
36a.  round  wanting.    B7\  so  long. 
c.  Title  as  in  a.      Burden  after      21,    With 

hey,  etc. 

1«,  II1,  27».  Arthur  Bland. 
2*.  not.     3a.    merry  Forrest  of.     48.  them  to. 
7a.  hath.     78.  Yet  you.     7*.  Before  that 
88,  12«,  138.  graft. 
9*.  thy  bare.     II1.  qd.  . 
131.  I  yield.     148.  to  wanting. 
14*.  For  that  will  be  called  foul  play. 
168.  blood  ran.     17a.  He  gave. 
178.  hair  on  Robins. 

17*.  blood  ran.     18*.  been  cleaving  wood. 
201.  deal.     204.  so  fast. 
21a.  let  our  quarrel. 
21*.  thresh  :  into.     22*.  my  good. 
248.  thou  come.     25a.  kind  and  free. 
261.  thou  wilt.     26s.  the  wood. 
288.  mother.     291.  he  blew. 
292.  both  for  full. 

298.  and  anon.     308.  your  wanting. 
31 2.  me  for  thee.     331.  Hood  wanting. 
338.  thy  blood.     344.  he  did.     35*.  they  both. 
361.  took  him  by.     362.  round  wanting. 
371.  And  we :  so  long  as  we. 


d.  Title  as  in  a,  except :  the  greatest  archer  in. 
London.  Printed  for  J.  Wright,  J-  Clarke, 
W.  Thackeray,  and  T.  Passenger.  (1670- 
1682  ?)  Burden  sometimes,  With  hey,  etc. 

I4,  to  stand.     31.  on  a.     32.  forrest  of  merry. 

41.  Robin  he  did  him.     44.  he  did  spake. 

54.  the   kings. 

61.  If  thou  beest  a,  caught  from  71. 

72.  hast     78.  Then  thou.     74.  makst. 

8a.  Nor  any :  do  not     92.  thy. 

98.  thou  get  a  knock  upon  thy. 

II1.  gip  :  wernion  qd.     II4.  if  thou. 

122.  And  threw  it  upon  the  ground. 

128.  Says,  I  have  a. 

124.  That  is  both  strong  and  sound. 

131.  But  let  me  measure,  said. 

148.  I  'le  have  mine  no  longer. 

144.  For  that  will  be  counted  foul  play. 

161.  Hood  wanting.     171.  he  wanting. 

178.  from  every  hair  of. 

181.  raved  for  raged.     18s.  he  was. 

184.  stacking.     194.  other  wanting. 

202.  for  wanting.  .  212.  let  our  quarrel. 

218.  thrash  our  bones  to.      228.     I've. 

224.  my  good. 

248.  thou  come.     261.  thou  wilt.     262.  in  the. 

268.  name  is  :  rood.     291.  on  his. 

292.  both /or  full.     294.  tripping  over  the  hill. 

302.  you  me.     308.  the  staff.     318.  and  a. 

323.  about.     33s.  thy.     352.  They  was. 

371.  we  live.     372.  all  as  (printed  sa). 


127 

ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  TINKER 


a.  Wood,  401,  leaf  17  b. 

b.  Pepys,  II,  107,  No  94. 


c.  Douce,  HI,  118  b. 


IN  the  Roxburghe  collection,  HI,  22.  Not 
in  the  Garland  of  1663  or  that  of  1670. 

a  is  printed  in  Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  1795, 
II,  38;  in  Gutch's  Robin  Hood,  II,  264, 
44  compared  with  "  the  Roxburghe  copy.  The 
ballad  was  printed  by  Evans,  Old  Ballads, 
1777, 1784, 1, 118. 


The  fewest  words  will  best  befit  this  con- 
temptible imitation  of  imitations.  Robin  Hood 
meets  a  Tinker,  and  they  exchange  scurrili- 
ties. The  Tinker  has  a  warrant  from  the 
king  to  arrest  Robin,  but  will  not  show  it  when 
asked.  Robin  Hood  suggests  that  it  will  be 
best  to  go  to  Nottingham,  and  there  the  two 


127.    ROBIN   HOOD  AND  THE  TINKER 


141 


take  one  inn  and  drink  together  till  the 
Tinker  falls  asleep ;  when  Robin  makes  off, 
and  leaves  the  Tinker  to  pay  the  shot.  The 
host  informs  the  Tinker  that  it  was  Robin 
Hood  that  he  was  drinking  with,  and  recom- 
mends him  to  seek  his  man  in  the  parks. 
The  Tinker  finds  Robin,  and  they  fall  to  it, 
crab-tree  staff  against  sword.  Robin  yields, 
and  begs  a  boon ;  the  Tinker  will  grant  none. 
A  blast  of  the  horn  brings  Little  John  and 


Scadlock.  Little  John  would  fain  see  whether 
the  Tinker  can  do  for  him  what  he  has  done 
for  his  master,  but  Robin  proclaims  a  peace, 
and  offers  the  Tinker  terms  which  induce  him 
to  join  the  outlaws. 

It  is  not  necessary  to  suppose  the  warrant 
to  arrest  Robin  a  souvenir  of  *  Guy  of  Gis- 
borne ' ;  though  that  noble  ballad  is  in  a  17th 
century  MS.,  it  does  not  appear  to  have  been 
known  to  the  writers  of  broadsides. 


1  IN  summer  time,  when  leaves  grow  green, 

Down  a  down  a  down 
And  birds  sing  on  every  tree, 
Hey  down  a  down  a  down 

Robin  Hood  went  to  Nottingham, 

Down  a  down  a  down 
As  fast  as  hee  could  dree. 

Hey  down  a  down  a  down 

2  And  as  hee  came  to  Nottingham 

A  Tinker  he  did  meet, 
And  seeing  him  a  lusty  blade, 
He  did  him  kindly  greet. 

3  '  Where  dost  thou  live  ?  '  quoth  Robin  Hood, 

*  I  pray  thee  now  mee  tell ; 
Sad  news  I  hear  there  is  abroad, 
I  fear  all  is  not  well.' 

4  '  What  is  that  news  ? '  the  Tinker  said  ; 

'  Tell  mee  without  delay ; 

I  am  a  tinker  by  my  trade, 

And  do  Ijve  at  Banbura.' 

5  '  As  for  the  news/  quoth  Robin  Hood, 

'  It  is  but  as  I  hear  ; 
Two  tinkers  they  were  set  ith'  stocks, 
For  drinking  ale  and  bear.' 

6  '  If  that  be  all,'  the  Tinker  said, 

;  As  I  may  say  to  you, 
Your  news  it  is  not  worth  a  fart, 
Since  that  they  all  bee  true. 

7  '  For  drinking  of  good  ale  and  bear, 

You  wil  not  lose  your  part : ' 
'  No,  by  my  faith,'  quoth  Robin  Hood, 
'  I  love  it  with  all  my  heart. 


8  '  What  news  abroad  ?  '  quoth  Robin  Hood  ; 

'  Tell  mee  what  thou  dost  hear ; 

Being  thou  goest  from  town  to  town, 

Some  news  thou  need  not  fear.' 

9  '  All  the  news,'  the  Tinker  said, 

1 1  hear,  it  is  for  good ; 
It  is  to  seek  a  bold  outlaw, 
Which  they  call  Robin  Hood. 

10  '  I  have  a  warrant  from  the  king, 

To  take  him  where  I  can ; 
If  you  can  tell  me  where  hee  is, 
I  will  make  you  a  man. 

11  '  The  king  will  give  a  hundred  pound 

That  hee  could  but  him  see ; 

And  if  wee  can  but  now  him  get, 

It  will  serve  you  and  mee.' 

12  '  Let  me  see  that  warrant,'  said  Robin  Hood 

'  I  'le  see  if  it  bee  right ; 
And  I  will  do  the  best  I  can 
For  to  take  him  this  night.' 

13  < That  will  I  not,'  the  Tinker  said ; 

'  None  with  it  I  will  trust ; 
And  where  hee  is  if  you  '1  not  tell, 
Take  him  by  force  I  must.' 

14  But  Robin  Hood  perceiving  well 

How  then  the  game  would  go, 
'  If  you  will  go  to  Nottingham, 
Wee  shall  find  him  I  know.' 

15  The  Tinker  had  a  crab-tree  staff, 

Which  was  both  good  and  strong ; 
Robin  hee  had  a  good  strong  blade, 
So  they  went  both  along. 


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127.    ROBIN   HOOD  AND  THE  TINKER 


16  And  when  they  came  to  Nottingham, 

There  they  both  tooke  one  inn  ; 
And  they  calld  for  ale  and  wine, 
To  drink  it  was  no  sin. 

17  But  ale  and  wine  they  drank  so  fast 

That  the  Tinker  hee  forgot 
What  thing  he  was  about  to  do  ; 
It  fell  so  to  his  lot 

18  That  while  the  Tinker  fell  asleep, 

Hee  made  then  haste  away, 
And  left  the  Tinker  in  the  lurch, 
For  the  great  shot  to  pay. 

19  But  when  the  Tinker  wakened, 

And  saw  that  he  was  gone, 
He  calld  then  even  for  his  host, 
And  thus  hee  made  his  moan. 

20  '  I  had  a  warrant  from  the  king, 

Which  might  have  done  me  good, 
That  is  to  take  a  bold  outlaw, 
Some  call  him  Robin  Hood. 

21  '  But  now  my  warrant  and  mony  's  gone, 

Nothing  I  have  to  pay ; 
And  he  that  promisd  to  be  my  friend, 
He  is  gone  and  fled  away.' 

22  '  That  friend  you  tell  on,'  said  the  host, 

*  They  call  him  Robin  Hood  ; 

And  when  that  first  hee  met  with  you, 
He  ment  you  little  good.' 

23  '  Had  I  known  it  had  been  hee, 

When  that  I  had  him  here, 
Th'  one  of  us  should  have  tri'd  our  strength 
Which  should  have  paid  full  dear. 

24  '  In  the  mean  time  I  must  away ; 

No  longer  here  I  'le  bide ; 
But  I  will  go  and  seek  him  out, 
What  ever  do  me  betide. 

25  *  But  one  thing  I  would  gladly  know, 

What  here  I  have  to  pay ; ' 
'  Ten  shillings  just,'  then  said  the  host ; 

*  I  'le  pay  without  delay. 

26  '  Or  elce  take  here  my  working-bag, 

And  my  good  hammer  too ; 


And  if  that  I  light  but  on  the  knave, 
I  will  then  soon  pay  you.' 

27  '  The  onely  way,'  then  said  the  host, 

4  And  not  to  stand  in  fear, 

Is  to  seek  him  among  the  parks, 

Killing  of  the  kings  deer.' 

28  The  Tinker  hee  then  went  with  speed, 

And  made  then  no  delay, 
Till  he  had  found  then  Robin  Hood, 
That  they  might  have  a  fray. 

29  At  last  hee  spy'd  him  in  a  park, 

Hunting  then  of  the  deer ; 
'  What  knave  is  that,'  quoth  Robin  Hood, 
'  That  doth  come  mee  so  near  ?  ' 

30  'No  knave,  no  knave,'  the  Tinker  said, 

'  And  that  you  soon  shall  know ; 
Whether  of  us  hath  done  most  wrong, 
My  crab-tree  staff  shall  show.' 

31  Then  Robin  drew  his  gallant  blade, 

Made  then  of  trusty  steel ; 
But  the  Tinker  laid  on  him  so  fast 
That  he  made  Robin  reel. 

32  Then  Robins  anger  did  arise  ; 

He  fought  full  manfully, 
Vntil  hee  had  made  the  Tinker 
Almost  then  fit  to  fly. 

33  With  that  they  had  a  bout  again, 

They  ply'd  their  weapons  fast ; 
The  Tinker  threshed  his  bones  so  sore 
He  made  him  yeeld  at  last. 

34  '  A  boon,  a  boon,'  Robin  hee  cryes, 

'  If  thou  wilt  grant  it  mee ; ' 

'  Before  I  do  it,'  the  Tinker  said, 

'  I  'le  hang  thee  on  this  tree.' 

35  But  the  Tinker  looking  him  about, 

Robin  his  horn  did  blow ; 
Then  came  unto  him  Little  John, 
And  William  Scadlock  too. 

36  '  What  is  the  matter,'  quoth  Little  John, 

'  You  sit  in  th'  highway  side  ? ' 
'  Here  is  a  Tinker  that  stands  by, 
That  hath  paid  well  my  hide.' 


127.     ROBIN   HOOD  AND  THE  TINKER. 


143 


37  '  That  Tinker,'  then  said  Little  John, 

'  Fain  that  blade  I  would  see, 

And  I  would  try  what  I  could  do, 

If  hee  '1  do  as  much  for  raee.' 

38  But  Robin  hee  then  wishd  them  both 

They  should  the  quarrel  cease, 
'  That  henceforth  wee  may  bee  as  one, 
And  ever  live  in  peace. 

39  '  And  for  the  jovial  Tinker's  part, 

A  hundred  pound  I  'le  give, 
In  th'  year  to  maintain  him  on, 
As  long  as  he  doth  live. 


40  '  In  manhood  hee  is  a  mettle  man, 

And  a  mettle  man  by  trade ; 
I  never  thought  that  any  man 
Should  have  made  me  so  fraid. 

41  '  And  if  hee  will  bee  one  of  us, 

Wee  will  take  all  one  fare, 
And  whatsoever  wee  do  get, 
He  shall  have  his  full  share.' 

42  So  the  Tinker  was  content 

With  them  to  go  along, 
And  with  them  a  part  to  take, 
And  so  I  end  my  song. 


a.  A  new  song,  to  drive  away  cold  winter, 
Between  Robin  Hood  and  the  Jovial  Tinker  ; 

How  Robin  by  a  wile 

The  Tinker  he  did  cheat, 
But  at  the  length,  as  you  shall  hear, 

The  Tinker  did  him  beat ; 
Whereby  the  same  they  then  did  so  agree 
They  after  livd  in  love  and  unity. 

To  the  tune  of  In  Summer  Time. 

London,  Printed  for  F.  Grove,  dwelling  on 

SnowhiU.     (1620-55.) 
I8.  Nottingam.     8s.  here.     101.  warrand. 

b.  Title  as  in  a :  except  that  he  is  wanting  in 

the  fourth  line,  and  so  in  the  last  line  but 

one. 
Printed  for  I.  Clarke,  W.  Thackeray,  and  T. 

Passenger.     (1670-86  ?) 
31.  qd.     4*.  Banburay.     68.  it  wanting. 
II1.  king  would  :  an.     148.  you  would. 
162.  they  took  up  their. 
221.  speak  for  tell.     241.  was  for  will. 
24*.  me  wanting. 

258.  Ten  shillings  just  I  have  to  pay. 
268.  if  I :  on  that.     28'.  then  found. 
318.  Tinker  he  laid  on  so  fast. 
322.  right  for  full.     S31,  laid  about. 
33*.  That  he.     354.  Will. 
392.  pounds :  I  for  He. 


401.  mettled.     40*.  afraid.     411.  with  us. 
c.  Robin  Hood  and  the  Jolly  Tinker  :  Shewing 

how  they  fiercely  encountered,  and  after  the 

victorious  conquest  lovingly  agreed.     Tune 

of  In  Summer  Time. 
London,  Printed  by  J.  Hodges,  at  the  Looking 

Glass,  on  London  Bridge.      Not  in  black 

letter. 

31.  doth.     41.  the  news.     4*.  Bullbury. 
58.  they  are.     68.  it  wanting.     84.  needs. 
II1.   would  give  an.     II4.  thee  for  you. 
151.  A  crab-tree  staff  the  Tinker  had. 
16a.  they  took  up  at  their  inn. 
182.  Robin  made  haste  away. 
191.  did  awake.     198.  even  wanting. 
20s.  to  seek.     211.  the  for  my. 
214.  He  wanting.     221.  speak  for  tell. 
231.  I  but.     238.  might  for  strength. 
241.  I  will.     244.  should  betide. 
251.  But  wanting.     258.  just  I  have  to  pay. 
261.  bags.     268.  that  wanting.    278.  amongst. 
291.  in  the.     312.  Made  of  a. 
318.  he  laid  :  him  wanting.     32s.  that  he. 
324.  Then  almost.     331.  they  laid  about. 
33».  full  for  so.    334.  That  he.    342.  grant  to. 
354.  also  for  too.     368.  There. 
372.  would  I.    37s.  And  would.' 
382.  They  would.     39s.  In  a. 
401.  mettle.     404.  afraid. 


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128 
ROBIN  HOOD  NEWLY  REVIVED 


Robin  Hood  Newly  Reviv'd.'     a.  Wood,  401,  leaf 
27  b.    b.  Roxburghe,  III,  18,  in  the  Ballad  Society's 


reprint,  II,  426.     c.  Garland  of  1663,  No  3.    d.  Gar- 
land of  1670,  No  2.    e.  Pepys,  II,  101,  No  88. 


ALSO  Douce,  III,  120  b,  London,  by  L. 
How,  and  Roxburghe,  III,  408  :  both  of  these 
are  of  the  eighteenth  century. 

a  is  printed,  with  not  a  few  changes,  in 
Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II,  66.  Evans, 
Old  Ballads,  1777, 1784,  1, 143,  agrees  nearly 
with  the  Aldermary  garland.  ^ 

Robin  Hood,  walking  the  forest,  meets 
a  gaily-dressed  young  fellow,  who  presently 
brings  down  a  deer  at  forty  yards  with  his  bow. 
Robin  commends  the  shot,  and  offers  the 
youngster  a  place  as  one  of  his  yeomen.  The 
offer  is  rudely  received ;  each  bends  his  bow 
at  the  other.  Robin  suggests  that  one  of  them 
may  be  slain,  if  they  shoot :  swords  and  buck- 
lers would  be  better.  Robin  strikes  the  first 
blow,  and  is  so  stoutly  answered  that  he  is  fain 
to  know  who  the  young  man  is.  His  name  is 
Gamwell,  and,  having  killed  his  father's  stew- 
ard, he  has  fled  to  the  forest  to  join  his  uncle, 
Robin  Hood.  The  kinsmen  embrace,  and 
walk  on  till  they  meet  Little  John.  Robin 
Hood  tells  John  that  the  stranger  has  beaten 
him.  Little  John  would  like  a  bout,  to  see  if 
the  stranger  can  beat  him.  This  Robin  for- 
bids, for  this  stranger  is  his  own  sister's  son ; 
he  shall  be  next  in  rank  to  Little  John  among 
his  yeomen,  and  be  called  Scarlet. 

The  story  seems  to  have  been  built  up  on  a 
portion  of  the  ruins,  so  to  speak,  of  the  fine 
tale  of  Gamelyn.  There  the  king  of  the  out- 
laws, sitting  at  meat  with  his  seven  score 
young  men,  sees  Gamelyn  wandering  in  the 

*  The  Bold  Pedlar  and  Kobin  Hood,  No  132,  is  a  tradi- 
tional variation  of  Robin  Hood  Revived. 

t  Though  Mr  W.  C.  Hazlitt,  in  his  Handbook  to  the  Pop- 
ular, Poetical,  and  Dramatic  Literature  of  Great  Britain,  p. 
514,  No  25,  has:  "Robin  Hood  and  the  Stranger.  In  two 
parts.  [Col.]  London  :  printed  by  and  for  W.  O.,  and  to  be 


wood  with  Adam,  and  tells  some  of  his  young 
men  to  fetch  them  in.  Seven  start  up  to  exe- 
cute the  order,  and  when  they  come  to  Game- 
lyn and  his  comrade  bid  the  twain  hand  over 
their  bows  and  arrows.  Gamelyn  replies, 
Not  though  ye  fetch  five  men,  and  so  be 
twelve ;  but  no  violence  being  attempted,  the 
pair  go  to  the  king,  who  asks  them  what  they 
seek  in  the  woods.  Gamelyn  answers,  No 
harm ;  but  to  shoot  a  deer,  if  we  meet  one, 
like  hungry  men.  The  king  gives  them  to 
eat  and  drink  of  the  best,  and,  upon  learning 
that  the  spokesman  is  Gamelyn,  makes  him 
master,  under  himself,  over  all  the  outlaws. 
Little  John  having  long  had  the  place  of  first 
man  under  Robin,  the  best  that  the  ballad- 
maker  could  do  for  Gamwell  was  to  make 
him  chief  yeoman  after  John.*  (The  Tale  of 
Gamelyn,  ed.  Skeat,  vv  625-686.  The  re- 
semblance of  the  ballad  is  remarked  upon  at 
p.  x.) 

Ritson  gives  this  ballad  the  title  of  Robin 
Hood  and  the  Stranger,  remarking  :  The  title 
now  given  to  this  ballad  is  that  which  it  seems 
to  have  originally  borne ;  having  been  fool- 
ishly altered  to  Robin  Hood  newly  Revived. 
R.  H.  and  the  Bishop,  R.  H.  and  the  Beggar, 
R.  H.  and  the  Tanner,  are  directed  to  be  sung 
to  the  tune  of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Stranger, 
but  no  ballad  bears  such  a  title  in  any  gar- 
land or  broadside.f  The  ballad  referred  to 
as  Robin  Hood  and  the  Stranger  may  pos- 
sibly have  been  this,  but,  for  reasons  given  at 

sold  at  the  booksellers.  Roxb.  and  Wood  Colls."  This 
colophon  belongs  only  to  Robin  Hood,  Will  Scadlock,  and 
Little  John,  otherwise  Robin  Hood  and  the  Prince  of  Ara- 
gon,  which  see.  The  title  Robin  Hood  and  the  Stranger 
is  adopted  from  Ritson. 


128.    ROBIN   HOOD  NEWLY  REVIVED 


145 


p.  133,  Robin  Hood  and  Little  John  is,  as  I 
think,  more  likely  to  be  the  one  meant. 

Robin  Hood  and  the  Stranger  was  one 
name  for  the  most  popular  of  Robin  Hood 
tunes,  and  this  particular  tune  was  sometimes 
called  '  Robin  Hood '  absolutely  (see  the  note 
at  the  end  of  the  next  ballad).  If  the  bal- 
lad denoted  by  Robin  Hood  and  the  Stranger 
was  also  sometimes  known  as  '  Robin  Hood  ' 
simply,  and  especially  if  this  ballad  was  Robin 
Hood  and  Little  John,  an  explanation  pre- 
sents itself  of  the  title  '  Robin  Hood  newly 
Revived.'  What  is  revived  is  the  favorite 
topic  of  the  process  by  which  Robin  Hood 
enlarged  and  strengthened  his  company.  The 
earlier  ballad  had  shown  how  Little  John 


came  to  join  the  band ;  the  second  undertakes 
to  tell  us  how  Scarlet  was  enlisted,  the  next 
most  important  man  after  John. 

The  second  part,  referred  to  in  the  last 
stanza,  was  separated,  Mr  Chappell  thought, 
when  the  present  ballad  was  "  newly  revived," 
because  the  whole  was  found  too  long  for  a 
penny  (one  would  say  that  both  parts  to- 
gether were  "dear  enough  a  leek"),  and  seven 
stanzas  (incoherent  in  themselves  and  not  co- 
hering with  what  lies  before  us)  added  to  fill 
up  the  sheet.  These  stanzas  will  be  given 
under  No  130,  as  Robin  Hood  and  the  Scotch- 
man ;  and  the  "  second  part,"  '  R.  H.  and  the 
Prince  of  Aragon,'  or  '  R.  H.,  Will.  Scadlock 
and  Little  John,'  follows  immediately. 


1  COME  listen  a  while,  you  gentlemen  all, 

With  a  hey  down  down  a  down  down 
That  are  in  this  bower  within, 

For  a  story  of  gallant  bold  Robin  Hood 
I  purpose  now  to  begin. 

2  '  What  time  of  the  day  ? '  quoth  Robin  Hood 

then; 
Quoth  Little  John,  'T  is  in  the  prime  ; 

*  Why  then  we  will  to  the  green  wood  gang, 

For  we  have  no  vitties  to  dine.' 

3  As  Robin  Hood  walkt  the  f  orrest  along  — 

It  was  in  the  mid  of  the  day  — 
There  was  he  met  of  a  deft  young  man 
As  ever  walkt  on  the  way. 

4  His  doublet  it  was  of  silk,  he  said, 

His  stockings  like  scarlet  shone, 
And  he  walkt  on  along  the  way, 
To  Robin  Hood  then  unknown. 

6  A  herd  of  deer  was  in  the  bend, 
All  feeding  before  his  face : 

*  Now  the  best  of  ye  I  'le  have  to  my  dinner, 

And  that  in  a  little  space.' 

6  Now  the  stranger  he  made  no  mickle  adoe, 

But  he  bends  and  a  right  good  bow, 
And  the  best  buck  in  the  herd  he  slew, 
Forty  good  yards  him  full  froe. 

VOL.  in.  19 


7  '  Well  shot,  well  shot,'  quoth  Robin  Hood  then, 

'  That  shot  it  was  shot  in  time ; 
And  if  thou  wilt  accept  of  the  place, 
Thou  shalt  be  a  bold  yeoman  of  mine.' 

8  'Go  play  the  chiven,'  the  stranger  said, 

'  Make  haste  and  quickly  go ; 
Or  with  my  fist,  be  sure  of  this, 
I  'le  give  thee  buffets  store.' 

9  '  Thou  hadst  not  best  buffet  me,'  quofli  Robin 

Hood, 

'  For  though  I  seem  forlorn, 
Yet  I  can  have  those  that  will  take  my  part, 
If  I  but  blow  my  horn.' 

10  '  Thoii  wast  not  best  wind  thy  horn,'  the  stran- 

ger said, 

'  Beest  thou  never  so  much  in  hast, 
For  I  can  draw  out  a  good  broad  sword, 
And  quickly  cut  the  blast.' 

11  Then  Robin  Hood  bent  a  very  good  bow, 

To  shoot,  and  that  he  would  fain ; 
The  stranger  he  bent  a  very  good  bow, 
To  shoot  at  bold  Robin  again. 

12  '  O  hold  thy  hand,  hold  thy  hand,'  quoth  Robin 

Hood, 

'  To  shoot  it  would  be  in  vain ; 
For  if  we  should  shoot  the  one  at  the  other, 
The  one  of  us  may  be  slain. 


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13  '  But  let 's   take   our  swords   and  our  broad 

bucklers, 

And  gang  under  yonder  tree : ' 
'  As  I  hope  to  be  sav'd,'  the  stranger  said, 
4  One  foot  I  will  not  flee.' 

14  Then  Robin  Hood  lent  the  stranger  a  blow 

Most  scar'd  him  out  of  his  wit ; 
'  Thou  never  delt  blow,'  the  stranger  he  said, 
'  That  shall  be  better  quit.' 

15  The  stranger  he  drew  out  a  good  broad  sword, 

And  hit  Robin  on  the  crown, 
That  from  every  haire  of  bold  Robins  head 
The  blood  ran  trickling  down. 

16  '  God  a  mercy,  good  fellow ! '    quoth   Robin 

Hood  then, 

'  And  for  this  that  thou  hast  done  ; 
Tell  me,  good  fellow,  what  thou  art, 
Tell  me  where  thou  doest  woon.' 

17  The  stranger  then  answered  bold  Robin  Hood, 

I  'le  tell  thee  where  I  did  dwell ; 
In  Maxfield  was  I  bred  and  born, 
My  name  is  Young  Gamwell. 

18  For  killing  of  my  own  fathers  steward, 

I  am  forc'd  to  this  English  wood, 
And  for  to  seek  an  vncle  of  mine  ; 
Some  call  him  Robin  Hood. 

19  '  But  thou  art  a  cousin  of  Robin  Hoods  then  ? 

The  sooner  we  should  have  done : ' 


'  As  I  hope  to  be  sav'd,'  the  stranger  then  said, 
'  I  am  his  own  sisters  son.' 

20  But,  Lord !  what  kissing  and  courting  was  there, 

When  these  two  cousins  did  greet ! 
And  they  went  all  that  summers  day, 
And  Little  John  did  meet. 

21  But  when  they  met  with  Little  John, 

He  there  unto  [him]  did  say, 

0  master,  where  have  you  been, 
You  have  tarried  so  long  away  ? 

22  'I  met  with  a  stranger,'  quoth  Robin  Hood 

then, 
'  Full  sore  he  hath  beaten  me : ' 

1  Then  I  'le  have  a  bout  with  him,'  quoth  Little 

John, 
'  And  try  if  he  can  beat  me.' 

23  '  Oh  [no],  oh  no,'  quoth  Robin  Hood  then, 

'  Little  John,  it  may  [not]  be  so ; 
For  he 's  my  own  dear  sisters  son, 
And  cousins  I  have  no  mo. 

24  '  But  he  shall  be  a  bold  yeoman  of  mine, 

My  chief  man  next  to  thee ; 
And  I  Robin  Hood,  and  thou  Little  John, 
And  Scarlet  he  shall  be : 

25  '  And  wee  '1  be  three  of  the  bravest  outlaws 

That  is  in  the  North  Country.' 
If  you  will  have  any  more  of  bold  Robin  Hood, 
In  bis  second  part  it  will  be. 


a,  b,  e.  Robin  Hood  newly  reviv'd.  To  a  de- 
lightful new  tune. 

c,  d.  Robin  Hood  newly  revived :  Or  his  meeting 
and  fighting  with  his  cousin  Scarlet.  To  a 
delightful  new  tune. 

a.  Printed  for  Richard  Burton.     (1641-74.) 
21,  71,  91, 121,  161,  221,  22",  qd.     68.  in  th. 
II2.  To  that  shoot  and.    14*.  felt ;  also  in  b-e. 
212.  him  supplied  from  c,  d. 

b.  London,  Printed  for  Richard  Burton,  at  the 

Sign  of  the  Horshooe  in  West  Smithfield. 
32.  midst.     41.  it  wanting.     64.  full  wanting. 
II2.  To  shot  and  that.     124.  must  be. 
212.  him  wanting.     231.  Oh  no. 
233.  may  not. 


O.  3*.  ware  for  met. 

71,  91,  121, 161,  221,  22",  231,  qd.    98.  can  I. 

101.  blow  for  wind.     II2.  To  shoot  and  that. 

13«.  he  said.     161,  184.  bold  Robin. 

19l.  art  thou.     212.  unto  him.     231.  Oh  no. 

232.  may  not.     254.  In  this. 
d.  21,  71,  91,  121,  161,  221,  qd. 

38.  ware  for  met. 

6*.  good  wanting.     72.  was  in. 

92.  am  for  seem.     II1.  he  bent. 

II2.  To  shoot  and  that.     12*.  must  be. 

138.  he  said.     162.  that  wanting. 

181.  own  wanting.     191.  art  thou. 

212.  unto  him.     231.  Oh  no.     232.  may  not 

258.  If  thou  wilt.     25*.  In  this. 


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147 


e.  Printed  for  J.  Clarke,  W.  Thackeray,  and  T. 

Passenger.     (1670-82  ?) 
I2,  in  wanting. 

21,  71,  91,  121,  161,  221,  22s.  quod. 
32.  midst.     3*.  with  for  of.     41.  it  wanting. 
6a.  and  wanting.     6*.  full  wanting. 
78.  except.     98.  can  wanting. 
II2.  To  that  shot  and  he. 


11*.  bent  up  a  noble.     121.  0  wanting. 

12*.  must  be.     191.  art  thou. 

212.  him  wanting.     221,  231.  then  wanting. 

231.  Oh  no.     232.  may  not. 

258.  If  you  '1  have  more.     254.  In  this. 

Followed  in  all  the  copies  by  seven  stanzas  which 
belong  to  a  different  ballad.     See  No  130. 


129 
ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE   PRINCE  OF  ARAGON 


Robin  Hood,  Will.  Scadlock  and  Little  John.' 


a.  Roxburghe,  I,  358,  in  the  Ballad  Society's  reprint, 
II,  431.     b.  Pepys,  II,  120,  No  106. 


ALSO  Roxburghe,  III,  582,  without  a  print- 
er's name. 

Ritson,  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II,  71,  from  a, 
with  changes ;  Evans,  Old  Ballads,  1777, 
1784,  I,  186. 

This  is  only  a  pseudo-chivalrous  romance, 
tagged  to  Robin  Hood  Newly  Revived  as  a 
Second  Part,  with  eight  introductory  stanzas. 
Both  parts  are  as  vapid  as  possible,  and  no 
piquancy  is  communicated  by  the  matter  of 
the  two  being  as  alien  as  oil  and  water.  The 
Prince  of  Aragon,  a  Turk  and  an  infidel, 
has  beleaguered  London,  and  will  have  the 
princess  to  his  spouse,  unless  three  champions 
can  vanquish  him  and  his  two  giants.  Robin 
Hood,  Scadlock,  and  John  undertake  the  case, 


and  disguise  themselves  as  pilgrims,  so  as  not 
to  be  stopped  on  their  way.  Robin  kills  the 
prince,  and  John  and  Scadlock  each  a  giant. 
The  king  demands  to  know  who  his  deliverers 
are,  and  Robin  Hood  avails  himself  of  the  op- 
portunity to  get  the  king's  pardon  for  himself 
and  his  men.  The  princess  was  to  be  the 
victor's  prize,  but  cannot  marry  all  three,  as 
might  perhaps  have  been  foreseen.  She  is 
allowed  to  pick,  and  chooses  Will  Scadlock. 
The  Earl  of  Maxfield  is  present,  and  weeps 
bitterly  at  the  sight  of  Scadlock,  because,  he 
says,  he  had  a  son  like  Will,  of  the  name  of 
Young  Gamwell.  Scadlock,  whom  we  know 
from  the  First  Part  to  be  Gamwell,  falls  at 
his  father's  feet,  and  the  wedding  follows. 


1  Now  Robin  Hood,  Will  Scadlock  and  Little  John 

Are  walking  over  the  plain, 
With  a  good  fat  buck  which  Will  Scadlock 
With  his  strong  bow  had  slain. 

2  '  Jog  on,  jog  on,'  cries  Robin  Hood, 

'  The  day  it  runs  full  fast; 
For  though  my  nephew  me  a  breakfast  gave, 
I  have  not  yet  broke  my  fast. 

*  '  Robin  Hood  and  the  Prince  of  Aragon,'  in  Thack- 
eray's list,  Ballad  Society,  I,  xxiv,  and  in  the  late  Gar- 
lands, 1 749,  etc. 


3  '  Then  to  yonder  lodge  let  us  take  our  way, 

I  tbink  it  wondrous  good, 
Where  my  nephew  by  my  bold  yeomen 
Shall  be  welcomd  unto  the  green  wood.' 

4  With  that  he  took  the  bugle-horn, 

Full  well  be  could  it  blow; 
Streight  from  the  woods  came  marching  down 
One  hundred  tall  fellows  and  mo. 

5  '  Stand,  stand  to  your  arms  ! '  crys  Will  Scadlock, 

'  Lo  !  the  enemies  are  within  ken  : ' 


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129.     ROBIN   HOOD  AND  THE  PRINCE  OF  ARAGON 


With  that  Robin  Hood  he  laughd  aloud, 
Crys,  They  are  my  bold  yeomen. 

6  Who,  when  they  arriv'd  and  Robin  espy'd, 

Cry'd,  Master,  what  is  your  will? 
We  thought  you  had  in  danger  been, 
Your  horn  did  sound  so  shrill. 

7  '  Now  nay,  now  nay,'  quoth  Robin  Hood, 

'  The  danger  is  past  and  gone  ; 
I  would    have    you    to   welcome    my   nephew 

here, 
That  hath  paid  me  two  for  one.' 

8  In  feasting  and  sporting  they  passed  the  day, 

Till  Phoebus  sunk  into  the  deep  ; 
Then  each  one  to  his  quarters  hy'd, 
His  guard  there  for  to  keep. 

9  Long  had  they  not  walked  within  the  green  wood, 

But  Robin  he  was  espy'd 
Of  a  beautiful  damsel  all  alone, 
That  on  a  black  palfrey  did  ride. 

10  Her  riding- suit  was  of  sable  hew  black, 

Sy press  over  her  face, 

Through  which  her  rose-like  cheeks  did  blush, 
All  with  a  comely  grace. 

11  'Come,  tell  me  the  cause,  thou  pritty  one,' 

Quoth  Robin,  '  and  tell  me  aright, 
From   whence    thou   comest,    and   whither   thou 

goest, 
All  in  this  mournful  plight  ?  ' 

12  '  From  London  I  came,'  the  damsel  reply 'd, 

'  From  London  upon  the  Thames, 
Which  circled  is,  O  grief  to  tell  ! 
Besieg'd  with  forraign  arms. 

13  'By  the  proud  Prince  of  Aragon, 

Who  swears  by  his  martial  hand 
To  have  the  princess  for  his  spouse, 
Or  else  to  waste  this  land  : 

14  '  Except  that  champions  can  be  found 

That  dare  fight  three  to  three, 
Against  the  prince  and  giants  twain, 
Most  horrid  for  to  see  : 

15  '  Whose  grisly  looks,  and  eyes  like  brands, 

Strike  terrour  where  they  come, 
With  serpents  hissing  on  their  helms, 
Instead  of  feathered  plume. 

16  '  The  princess  shall  be  the  victors  prize, 

The  king  hath  vowd  and  said, 
And  he  that  shall  the  conquest  win 
Shall  have  her  to  his  bride. 


1 7  '  Now  we  are  four  damsels  sent  abroad, 

To  the  east,  west,  north,  and  south,    - 
To  try  whose  fortune  is  so  good 
To  find  these  champions  forth. 

18  '  But  all  in  vaine  we  have  sought  about ; 

Yet  none  so  bold  there  are 
That  dare  adventure  life  and  blood, 
To  free  a  lady  fair.' 

19  <  When  is  the  day?'  quoth  Robin  Hood, 

'  Tell  me  this  and  no  more : ' 
'  On  Midsummer  next,'  the  damsel  said, 
'  Which  is  June  the  twenty-four.' 

20  With  that  the  teares  trickled  down  her  cheeks, 

And  silent  was  her  tongue  ; 
With  sighs  and  sobs  she  took  her  leave, 
Away  her  palfrey  sprung. 

21  This  news  struck  Robin  to  the  heart, 

He  fell  down  on  the  grass ; 
His  actions  and  his  troubled  mind 
Shewd  he  perplexed  was. 

22  '  Where  lies  your  grief?  '  quoth  Will  Scadlock, 

'  O  master,  tell  to  me  ; 
If  the  damsels  eyes  have  piercd  your  heart, 
I  '11  fetch  her  back  to  thee.' 

23  '  Now  nay,  now  nay,'  quoth  Robin  Hood, 

'  She  doth  not  cause  my  smart ; 
But  it  is  the  poor  distressed  princess 
That  wounds  me  to  the  heart. 

24  '  I  will  go  fight  the  giants  all 

To  set  the  lady  free : ' 

'  The  devil  take  my  soul,'  quoth  Little  John, 
4  If  I  part  with  thy  company.' 

25  '  Must  I  stay  behind  ? '  quoth  Will  Scadlock ; 

'  No,  no,  that  must  not  be  ; 
I  'le  make  the  third  man  in  the  fight, 
So  we  shall  be  three  to  three.' 

26  These  words  cheerd  Robin  at  the  heart, 

Joy  shone  within  his  face  ; 
Within  his  arms  he  huggd  them  both, 
And  kindly  did  imbrace. 

27  Quoth  he,  We  '11  put  on  mothly  gray, 

With  long  staves  in  our  hands, 
A  scrip  and  bottle  by  our  sides, 
As  come  from  the  Holy  Land. 

28  So  may  we  pass  along  the  high-way  ; 

None  will  ask  from  whence  we  came, 
But  take  us  pilgrims  for  to  be, 
Or  else  some  holy  men. 


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149 


29  Now  they  are  on  their  journey  gone, 

As  fast  as  they  may  speed, 
Yet  for  all  haste,  ere  they  arriv'd, 
The  princess  forth  was  led  : 

30  To  be  deliverd  to  the  prince, 

Who  in  the  list  did  stand, 
Prepar'd  to  fight,  or  else  receive 
His  lady  by  the  hand. 

31  With  that  he  walkt  about  the  lists, 

With  giants  by  his  side  : 
*  Bring  forth,'  said  he,  '  your  champions, 
Or  bring  me  forth  my  bride. 

32  '  This  is  the  four  and  twentieth  day, 

The  day  prefixt  upon  ; 
Bring  forth  my  bride,  or  London  burns, 
I  swear  by  Acaron.' 

33  Then  cries  the  king,  and  queen  likewise, 

Both  weeping  as  they  speak, 
Lo  !  we  have  brought  our  daughter  dear, 
Whom  we  are  forcd  to  forsake. 

34  With  that  stept  out  bold  Robin  Hood, 

Crys,  My  liege,  it  must  not  be  so  ; 
Such  beauty  as  the  fair  princess 
Is  not  for  a  tyrants  mow. 

35  The  prince  he  then  began  to  storm  ; 

Crys,  Fool,  fanatick,  baboon  ! 
How  dares  thou  stop  my  valours  prize? 
I  '11  kill  thee  with  a  frown. 

36  «  Thou  tyrant  Turk,  thou  infidel,' 

Thus  Robin  began  to  reply, 
'  Thy  frowns  I  scorn  ;  lo  !  here 's  my  gage, 
And  thus  I  thee  defie. 

37  'And  for  these  two  Goliahs  there, 

That  stand  on  either  side, 
Here  are  two  little  Davids  by, 
That  soon  can  tame  their  pride.' 

38  Then  did  the  king  for  armour  send, 

For  lances,  swords,  and  shields  : 
And  thus  all  three  in  armour  bright 

o 

Came  marching  to  the  field. 

39  The  trumpets  began  to  sound  a  charge, 

Each  singled  out  his  man  ; 
Their  arms  in  pieces  soon  were  hewd, 
Blood  sprang  from  every  vain. 

40  The  prince  he  reacht  Robin  a  blow  — 

He  struck  with  might  and  main  — 
Which  forcd  him  to  reel  about  the  field, 
As  though  he  had  been  slain. 


41  '  God-a-mercy,'  quoth  Robin,  '  for  that  blow  ! 

The  quarrel  shall  soon  be  try'd  ; 
This  stroke  shall  shew  a  full  divorce 
Betwixt  thee  and  thy  bride.' 

42  So  from  his  shoulders  he 's  cut  his  head, 

Which  on  the  ground  did  fall, 
And  grumbling  sore  at  Robin  Hood, 
To  be  so  dealt  withal. 

43  The  giants  then  began  to  rage, 

To  see  their  prince  lie  dead  : 
'  Thou 's  be  the  next,'  quoth  Little  John, 
'  Unless  thou  well  guard  thy  head.' 

44  With  that  his  faulchion  he  whirld  about  — 

It  was  both  keen  and  sharp  — 
He  clove  the  giant  to  the  belt, 
And  cut  in  twain  his  heart. 

45  Will  Scadlock  well  had  playd  his  part, 

The  giant  he  had  brought  to  his  knee ; 
Quoth  he,  The  devil  cannot  break  his  fast, 
Unless  he  have  you  all  three. 

46  So  with  his  faulchion  he  run  him  through, 

A  deep  and  gashly  wound  ; 
Who  damd  and  foamd,  cursd  and  blasphemd, 
And  then  fell  to  the  ground. 

47  Now  all  the  lists  with  cheers  were  filld, 

The  skies  they  did  resound, 
Which  brought  the  princess  to  herself, 
Who  was  fain  in  a  swound. 

48  The  king  and  queen  and  princess  fair 

Came  walking  to  the  place, 
And  gave  the  champions  many  thanks, 
And  did  them  further  grace. 

49  '  Tell  me,'  quoth  the  king,  '  whence  you  are, 

That  thus  disguised  came, 
Whose  valour  speaks  that  noble  blood 
Doth  run  through  every  vain.' 

50  '  A  boon,  a  boon,'  quoth  Robin  Hood, 

'  On  my  knees  I  beg  and  crave  :  ' 
'  By  my  crown,'  quoth  the  king,  '  I  grant; 
Ask  what,  and  thou  shalt  have. ' 

51  '  Then  pardon  I  beg  for  my  merry  men, 

Which  are  within  the  green  wood, 
For  Little  John,  and  Will  Scadlock, 
And  for  me,  bold  Robin  Hood.' 

52  '  Art  thou  Robin  Hood  ?  '  then  quoth  the  king  ; 

'  For  the  valour  you  have  shewn, 
Your  pardons  I  doe  freely  grant, 
And  welcome  every  one. 


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53  '  The  princess  I  promised  the  victors  prize ; 

She  cannot  have  you  all  three  : ' 
'  She  shall  chuse,'  quoth  Robin  ;  saith  Little  John, 
Then  little  share  falls  to  me. 

54  Then  did  the  princess  view  all  three, 

With  a  comely  lovely  grace, 
Who  tock  Will  Scadlock  by  the  hand, 
Quoth,  Here  I  make  my  choice. 

55  With  that  a  noble  lord  slept  forth, 

Of  Maxfield  earl  was  he, 
Who  lookt  Will  Scadlock  in  the  face, 
Then  wept  most  bitterly. 


56  Quoth  he,  I  had  a  son  like  thee, 

Whom  I  lovd  wondrous  well; 

But  he  is  gone,  or  rather  dead  ; 

His  name  is  Young  Gamwell. 

57  Then  did  Will  Scadlock  fall  on  his  knees, 

Cries,  Father  1  father  !  here, 
Here  kneels  your  son,  your  Young  Gamwell 
You  said  you  lovd  so  dear. 

58  But,  lord  !  what  imbracing  and  kissing  was  there, 

When  all  these  friends  were  met ! 
They  are  gone  to  the  wedding,  and  so  to  bedding, 
And  so  I  bid  you  good  night. 


a.  Robin  Hood,  Will.  Scadlock,  and  Little  John,  or, 

A  narrative  of  their  victory  obtained  against 
the  Prince  of  Aragon  and  the  two  Giants  :  and 
how  Will.  Scadlock  married  the  Princess. 

Tune  of  Robin  Hood,  or,  Hey  down,  down  a  down. 

London,  Printed  by  and  for  W.  O[nley],  and  are 
to  be  sold  by  the  booksellers.  (1650-1 702.) 

I1.  Will.,  and  always,  except  558.     271.  moth-ly. 

322.  perfixt.     471.  sheers. 

b.  A  new  ballad  of  Robin  Hood,  etc.,  as  in  a.     To 


the  tune  of,  etc.  London  :  Printed  for  A.  M[il- 
bourne],  W.  O[nley],  and  T.  Thackeray  in  Duck 
Lane.  (1670-89?) 

I8.  William.     78.  I  should.     74.  has. 

102.  Cypress.     II8.  whether.     138.  to  his. 

271.  mothly.     321.  twenty  day.     322.  prefixt. 

328.  or  wanting.     371.  those. 

381.  the  king  did.     408.  him  rell.    428.  grumbled. 

468.  ramb'd/or  dam'd.     471.  with  sheets. 

564.  it  is.     588.  and  so  the  bedding. 


130 

ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  SCOTCHMAN 


A.  a.  Wood,  401,  leaf  27  b.  b.  Roxburghe,  III,  18,  in 
the  Ballad  Society's  reprint,  II,  426.  c.  Garland  of 
1663,  No  3.  d.  Garland  of  1670,  No  2.  e.  Pepys, 
H,  101,  No  88. 


B.  Gutch's  Robin  Hood,  II,  392,  from  an  Irish  gar- 
land, printed  at  Monaghan,  1 796. 


A  is  simply  the  conclusion  given  to  Robin 
Hood  Newly  Revived  in  the  broadsides,  and 
has  neither  connection  with  that  ballad  nor 
coherence  in  itself,  being  on  the  face  of  it  the 
beginning  and  the  end  of  an  independent  bal- 
lad, with  the  break  after  the  third  stanza.  3 
may  possibly  refer  to  the  Scots  giving  up 


Charles  I  to  the  parliamentary  commissioners, 
in  1647.  In  B,  four  stanzas  appear  to  have 
been  added  to  the  first  three  of  A  in  order 
to  make  out  a  story,  —  the  too  familiar  one  of 
Robin  being  beaten  in  a  fight  with  a  fellow 
whom  he  chances  to  meet,  and  consequently 
enlisting  the  man  as  a  recruit. 


130.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  SCOTCHMAN 


151 


a.  Wood,  401,  leaf  27  b.  b.  Koxburghe,  III,  18,  in  the 
Ballad  Society's  reprint,  II,  426.  c.  Garland  of  1663,  No  3. 
d.  Garland  of  1670,  No  2.  e.  Pepys,  II,  101,  No  88. 

1  THEN  bold  Robin  Hood  to  the  north  he  would 

go, 

With  a  hey  down  down  a  down  down 
With  valour  and  mickle  might, 

With  sword  by  his  side,  which  oft  had  been 

tri'd, 
To  fight  and  recover  his  right. 

2  The  first  that  he  met  was  a  bony  bold  Scot, 

His  servant  he  said  he  would  be ; 
'  No,'  quoth  Robin  Hood,  '  it  cannot  be  good, 
For  thou  wilt  prove  false  unto  me. 

3  '  Thou  hast  not  bin  true  to  sire  nor  cuz  : ' 

'  Nay,  marry,'  the  Scot  he  said, 
'  As  true  as  your  heart,  I  'le  never  part, 
Gude  master,  be  not  afraid.' 


4  Then  Robin  Hood  turnd  his  face  to  the  east ; 

'  Fight  on  my  merry  men  stout, 
Our  cause  is  good,'  quoth  brave  Robin  Hood, 
'  And  we  shall  not  be  beaten  out.' 

5  The  battel  grows  hot  on  every  side, 

The  Scotchman  made  great  moan  ; 
Quoth  Jockey,  Gude  faith,  they  fight  on  each 

side ; 
Would  I  were  with  my  wife  lone ! 

6  The  enemy  compast  brave  Robin  about, 

'T  is  long  ere  the  battel  ends  ; 
Ther  's  neither  will  yeeld  nor  give  up  the  field, 
For  both  are  supplied  with  friends. 


7  This  song  it  was  made  in  Robin  Hoods  dayes  ; 

Let 's  pray  unto  love  above 
To  give  us  true  peace,  that  mischief  may  cease, 
And  war  may  give  place  unto  love. 


B 


Gutch's  Robin  Hood,  II,  392,  from  an  Irish  garland, 
printed  at  Monaghan,  1796. 

1  Now  bold  Robin  Hood  to  the  north  would  go, 

With  valour  and  mickle  might, 
With  sword  by  his  side,  which  oft  had  been 

try'd, 
To  fight  and  recover  his  right. 

2  The  first  that  he  met  was  a  jolly  stout  Scot, 

His  servant  he  said  he  would  be ; 
'No,'  quoth  Robin  Hood,  'it  cannot  be  good, 
For  thou  wilt  prove  false  unto  me. 

3  '  Thou  hast  not  been  true  to  sire  or  cuz ; ' 

'  Nay,  marry,'  the  Scot  he  said, 
'  As  true  as  your  heart,  I  never  will  part ; 
Good  master,  be  not  afraid.' 


4  l  But  eer  I  employ  you,'  said  bold  Robin  Hood, 

'  With  you  I  must  have  a  bout ; ' 
The  Scotchman  reply'd,  Let  the  battle  be  try'd, 
For  I  know  I  will  beat  you  out. 

5  Thus  saying,  the  contest  did  quickly  begin, 

Which  lasted  two  hours  and  more ; 
The  blows  Sawney  gave  bold  Robin  so  brave 
The  battle  soon  made  him  give  oer. 

6  'Have  mercy,  thou  Scotchman,'  bold  Robin 

Hood  cry'd, 

'  Full  dearly  this  boon  have  I  bought ; 
We  will  both  agree,  and  my  man  you  shall  be, 
For  a  stouter  I  never  have  fought.' 

7  Then  Sawny  consented  with  Robin  to  go, 

To  be  of  his  bowmen  so  gay ; 
Thus  ended  the  fight,  and  with  mickle  delight 
To  Sherwood  they  hasted  away. 


A.  For  the  printer,  etc.,  see  No  128,  Robin  Hood 
newly  Revived. 

a.  1s.  trid.     I4,  rigth.     48,  58.  qd. 

b.  1*.  tri'd.     31.  or  for  nor.     4s.  case. 


c.  4",  5".  qd. 

d.  4s.  case. 

e.  21.  met  with  was  a  bold. 
48.  case :  quod. 


28.  qd. 


152 


131.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  RANGER 


131 
ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  RANGER 


'Robin  Hood  and  the  Ranger.'  a.  Robin  Hood's  Gar- 
land, London,  C.  Dicey,  in  Bow  Church- Yard,  n.  d., 
but  before  1741,  p.  78.  b.  R.  H.'s  Garland,  London, 
W.  &  C.  Dicey,  n.  d.  c.  R.  H.'s  Garland,  London, 
L.  How,  in  Peticoat  Lane,  n.  d.  d.  The  English 


Archer,  etc.,  York,  N.  Nickson,  in  Feasegate,  n.  d. 
e.  The  English  Archer,  etc.,  Paisley,  John  Neilson, 
1786.  f.  R.  H.'s  Garland,  York,  T.  Wilson  &  R. 
Spence,  n.  d.  (All  in  the  Bodleian  Library.) 


IN  Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II,  133,  from 
a  York  edition  of  Robin  Hood's  Garland.  Ev- 
ans, Old  Ballads,  1777,  1784,  I,  200,  appar- 
ently from  an  Aldermary  garland. 

Mr  Halliwell,  in  Notices  of  Fugitive  Tracts, 
etc.,  Percy  Society,  vol.  xxix.  p.  19,  refers  to 
an  edition  of  Robin  Hood's  Garland  printed 
for  James  Hodges,  at  the  Looking-glass,  Lon- 
don-bridge, n.  d.,  as  containing  "  the  earliest 
copy  yet  known "  of  Robin  Hood  and  the 
Ranger,  but  does  not  indicate  how  the  alleged 
fact  was  ascertained.  Inside  of  the  cover  of 


a  is  written,  William  Stukely,  1741.     b  ap- 
pears in  advertisements  as  early  as  1753. 

Robin  Hood,  while  about  to  kill  deer,  is 
forbidden  by  a  forester,  and  claiming  the  for- 
est as  his  own,  the  cause  has  to  be  tried  with 
weapons.  They  break  their  swords  on  one 
another,  and  take  to  quarter-staves.  Robin 
Hood  is  so  sorely  cudgelled  that  he  gives  up 
the  fight,  declaring  that  he  has  never  met  with 
so  good  a  man.  He  summons  his  yeomen 
with  his  horn ;  the  forester  is  induced  to  join 
them. 


1  WHEN  Phoebus  had  melted  the  sickles  of  ice, 

With  a  hey  down,  &c. 
And  likewise  the  mountains  of  snow, 
Bold  Robin  Hood  he  would  ramble  to  see, 
To  frolick  abroad  with  his  bow. 

2  He  left  all  his  merry  men  waiting  behind, 

Whilst  through  the  green  vallies  he  passd  ; 
There  did  he  behold  a  forester  bold, 

Who  cry'd  out,  Friend,  whither  so  fast  ? 

3  *  I  'm  going,'  quoth  Robin,  '  to  kill  a  fat  buck, 

For  me  and  my  merry  men  all ; 
Besides,  eer  I  go,  I  '11  have  a  fat  doe, 
Or  else  it  shall  cost  me  a  fall.' 

4  '  You  'd  best  have  a  care,'  said  the  forester 

then, 

1  For  these  are  his  majesty's  deer  ; 
Before  you  shall  shoot,  the  thing  I  '11  dispute, 
For  I  am  head-forester  here.' 


5  'These  thirteen  long  summers,'  quoth  Robin, 

'  I  'm  sure, 

My  arrows  I  here  have  let  fly, 
Where  freely  I  range  ;  methinks  it  is  strange, 
You  should  have  more  power  than  I. 

6  'This  forest,'  quoth  Robin,    'I  think  is  my 

own, 

And  so  are  the  nimble  deer  too  ; 
Therefore  I  declare,  and  solemnly  swear, 
I  wont  be  affronted  by  you.' 

7  The  forester  he  had  a  long  quarter-staff, 

Likewise  a  broad  sword  by  his  side ; 
Without  more  ado,  he  presently  drew, 
Declaring  the  truth  should  be  try'd. 

8  Bold  Robin  Hood  had  a  sword  of  the  best, 

Thus,  eer  he  would  take  any  wrong, 
His  courage  was  flush,  he  'd  venture  a  brush, 
And  thus  they  fell  to  it  ding  dong. 


131.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  RANGER 


153 


9  The  very  first  blow  that  the  forester  gave, 
He  made  his  broad  weapon  cry  twang ; 
'T  was  over  the  head,  he  fell  down  for  dead, 

0  that  was  a  damnable  bang  ! 

10  But  Robin  he  soon  did  recover  himself, 

And  bravely  fell  to  it  again ; 
The  very  next    stroke   their   weapons   were 

broke, 
"Yet  never  a  man  there  was  slain. 

11  At  quarter-staff  then  they  resolved  to  play, 

Because  they  would  have  t'other  bout ; 
And  brave  Robin  Hood  right  valiantly  stood, 
Unwilling  he  was  to  give  out. 

12  Bold  Robin  he  gave  him  very  hard  blows, 

The  other  returnd  them  as  fast ; 
At  every  stroke  their  jackets  did  smoke, 
Three  hours  the  combat  did  last. 

13  At  length  in  a  rage  the  bold  forester  grew, 

And  cudgeld  bold  Robin  so  sore 
That  he  could  not  stand,  so  shaking  his  hand, 

He  said,  Let  us  freely  give  oer. 
H 

14  Thou  art  a  brave  fellow,  I  needs  must  con- 

fess 

1  never  knew  any  so  good ; 

Thou  'rt  fitting  to  be  a  yeoman  for  me, 
And  range  in  the  merry  green  wood. 

15  I  '11  give  thee  this  ring  as  a  token  of  love, 

For  bravely  thou  'st  acted  thy  part ; 
That  man  that  can  fight,  in  him  I  delight, 
And  love  him  with  all  my  whole  heart. 

16  Then    Robin    Hood   setting  his  horn  to  his 

mouth, 
A  blast  he  merrily  blows  ; 


His  yeomen  did  hear,  and  strait  did  appear, 
A  hundred,  with  trusty  long  bows. 

17  Now  Little  John  came  at  the  head  of  them  all, 

Cloathd  in  a  rich  mantle  of  green ; 
And  likewise  the  rest  were  gloriously  drest, 
A  delicate  sight  to  be  seen. 

18  '  Lo,  these  are  my  yeomen,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  And  thou  shalt  be  one  of  the  train ; 
A  mantle  and  bow,  a  quiver  also, 
I  give  them  whom  I  entertain.' 

19  The  forester  willingly  enterd  the  list, 

They  were  such  a  beautiful  sight ; 
Then  with  a  long  bow  they  shot  a  fat  doe, 
And  made  a  rich  supper  that  night. 

20  What  singing  and  dancing  was  in  the  green 

wood, 

For  joy  of  another  new  mate ! 
With  mirth  and  delight  they  spent  the  long 

night, 
And  liv'd  at  a  plentiful  rate. 

21  The  forester  neer  was  so  merry  before 

As  then  he  was  with  these  brave  souls, 
Who  never  would  fail,  in  wine,  beer  or  ale, 
To  take  off  their  cherishing  bowls. 

22  Then  Robin  Hood  gave  him  a  mantle  of  green, 

Broad  arrows,  and  a  curious  long  bow ; 
This  done,  the  next  day,  so  gallant  and  gay, 
He  marched  them  all  on  a  row. 

23  Quoth  he,  My  brave  yeomen,  be  true  to  your 

trust, 

And  then  we  may  range  the  woods  wide : 
They  all  did  declare,  and  solemnly  swear, 
They  'd  conquer,  or  die  by  his  side. 


a.  Robin  Hood  and  the  Ranger,  or  True  Friend- 

ship after  a  fierce  Fight.     Tune  of  Arthur 
a  Bland. 
24.  whether.    88.  he  '11.    121.  a  very  hard  blow. 

b.  2*.  whither.     62.  are  all.     II2.  the  other. 
121.  very  hard  blows.     14 2.  any  one. 
152.  thou  hast.     182.  And  wanting. 

234.  They  would. 

c.  Burden :  With  a  hey  down  down  down  and  a 

down. 
VOL.  in.  20 


24.  whither.     58.  methink'.     62.  deers. 
88.  he  'd.     101.  soon  recoverd. 
102.  to  wanting.     108.  they  broke. 
121.  very  hard  blows.     124.  this  combat. 
134.  Hecry'd.    144.  And  live.   162.  blast  then. 
192.  a  wanting.     212.  with  the. 
d.  Tune  of,  etc.  wanting.     Burden  wanting. 
I1,  the  circles.     1s.  he  wanting :  ramble  away. 
24.  whither.    52.  arrows  here  I  've.  54.  then  I. 
62.  so  is.     71.  he  wanting.     81.  he  had. 


154 


132.  THE  BOLD  PEDLAR  AND  ROBIN  HOOD 


8*.  he  'd.     91.  that  wanting.    98.  his  head. 
101.  soon  recoverd.     108.  they  broke. 
121.  he  wanting :  many  hard  blows. 
134.  He  cry'd. 

161.  Then  wanting :  Hood  set  his  bugle  horn. 

162.  blast  then.     168.  and  soon.     164.  An. 
178.  rest  was.     181.  said  bold.     184.  I  '11. 
20s.  the  whole.    21s.  with  the.    21*.  beer  and. 
21*.  take  of  the.     222.  a  wanting. 

234.  They  would. 
e.  Burden  :  With  a  hey  down  down  deny  down : 

or  Hey  down  derry  derry  down. 
I1,  circle.     1s.  he  wanting :  ramble  away. 
28.  he  did.     24.  whither. 
31.  quoth  Robin  wanting.     3*.  ere. 
53.  here  wanting.     62.  so  is.     71.  he  wanting. 
82.  neer.     88.  he  'd.     84.  thus  wanting. 


9*.  his  head.     101.  soon  recovered. 
10*.  they  broke.     II1.  then  wanting. 
121.  many  hard  blows.     134.  He  cry'd. 
154.  whole  wanting.     161.  set  his  brave. 
162.  blast  then.     16'.  and  soon.     164.  An. 
181.  said  bold.     188.  and  a  bow.     184.  I  '11. 
201.  were  in.     208.  the  whole.     21*.  with  the. 
222.  a  wanting. 

f.  I1,  ickles  of  ice.     I8,  would  frolicksome  be. 
I4.  And  ramble  about  with  his  bow. 
24.  whither.     81.  Hood  wanting.     8*.  he  'd. 
101.  recovered.     108.  they  broke. 
104.  Yet  neither  of  them  were  slain. 
II2.  the  other.     121.  very  hard  blows. 
124.  this  combat.     134.  He  cry'd. 
141.  And  live.     181.  said  bold.     194.  a  good. 
212.  As  when.     21*.  beer  and. 


132 

THE  BOLD  PEDLAR  AND  ROBIN*  HOOD 

J.  H.  Dixon,  Ancient  Poems,  Ballads,  and  Songs  of  the  Peasantry  of  England,  p.  71,  Percy  Society,  vol.  xvii,  1846. 


"  AN  aged  female  in  Bermondsey,  Surrey, 
from  whose  oral  recitation  the  editor  took 
down  the  present  version,  informed  him,  that 
she  had  often  beard  her  grandmother  sing  it, 
and  that  it  was  never  in  print ;  but  he  has  of 
late  met  witb  several  common  stall  copies." 

Robin  Hood  and  Little  Jobn  fall  in  with  a 
pedlar.  Little  Jobn  asks  what  goods  he  car- 
ries, and  says  be  will  have  half  his  pack. 
The  pedlar  says  he  shall  have  tbe  whole  if  be 
can  make  him  give  a  perch  of  ground.  They 
figbt,  and  John  cries  Hold.  Robin  Hood  un- 
dertakes the  pedlar,  and  in  turn  cries  Hold. 


Robin  asks  tbe  pedlar's  name.  He  will  not 
give  it  till  tbey  have  told  tbeirs,  and  when 
they  have  so  done  says  it  still  lies  with  him 
to  tell  or  not.  However,  he  is  Gamble  Gold, 
forced  to  flee  bis  country  for  killing  a  man. 
If  you  are  Gamble  Gold,  says  Robin,  you  are 
my  own  cousin.  They  go  to  a  tavern  and 
dine  and  drink. 

Stanzas  11,  12, 15  recall  Robin  Hood's  De- 
light, No  136,  19,  20,  24 ;  13,  14  Robin  Hood 
Revived,  No  128, 17, 18.    As  remarked  under 
No  128,  this  is  a  traditional  variation  of  Robin  N/ 
Hood  Revived. 


THERE  chanced  to  be  a  pedlar  bold, 
A  pedlar  bold  he  chanced  to  be  ; 
He  rolled  his  pack  all  on  his  back, 
And  he  came  tripping  oer  the  lee. 
Down  a  down  a  down  a  down, 
Down  a  down  a  down 


2  By  chance  he  met  two  troublesome  blades, 

Two  troublesome  blades  they  chanced  to  be ; 
The  one  of  them  was  bold  Robin  Hood, 
And  the  other  was  Little  John  so  free. 


133.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  BEGGAR,  I 


155 


3  '  O  pedlar,  pedlar,  what  is  in  thy  pack  ? 

Come  speedilie  and  tell  to  me  : ' 
'  I  've  several  suits  of  the  gay  green  silks, 
And  silken  bow-strings  two  or  three.' 

4  'If  you  have  several  suits  of  the  gay  green 

silk, 

And  silken  bow-strings  two  or  three, 
Then  it 's  by  my  body,'  cries  Little  John, 
'  One  half  your  pack  shall  belong  to  me.' 

5  '  O  nay,  o  nay,'  says  the  pedlar  bold, 

'  O  nay,  o  nay,  that  never  can  be ; 
For  there 's  never  a  man  from  fair  Nottingham 
Can  take  one  half  my  pack  from  me.' 

6  Then  the  pedlar  he  pulled  off  his  pack, 

And  put  it  a  little  below  his  knee, 
Saying,  If  you  do  move  me  one  perch  from 

this, 
My  pack  and  all  shall  gang  with  thee. 

7  Then  Little  John  he  drew  his  sword, 

The  pedlar  by  his  pack  did  stand  ; 
They  fought  until  they  both  did  sweat, 

Till  he  cried,  Pedlar,  pray  hold  your  hand ! 

8  Then  Robin  Hood  he  was  standing  by, 

And  he  did  laugh  most  heartilie ; 
Saying,  I  could  find  a  man,  of  a  smaller  scale, 
Could  thrash  the  pedlar  and  also  thee. 

9  '  Go  you  try,  master,'  says  Little  John, 

'  Go  you  try,  master,  most  speedilie, 


Or  by  my  body,'  says  Little  John, 

1 1  am  sure  this  night  you  will  not  know  me.' 

10  Then  Robin  Hood  he  drew  his  sword, 

And  the  pedlar  by  his  pack  did  stand  ; 
They  fought  till  the  blood  in  streams  did  flow, 
Till  he  cried,  Pedlar,  pray  hold  your  hand ! 

11  Pedlar,  pedlar,  what  is  thy  name  ? 

Come  speedilie  and  tell  to  me  : 
'  My  name !  my  name  I  neer  will  tell, 

Till  both  your  names  you  have  told  to  me.' 

12  '  The  one  of  us  is  bold  Robin  Hood, 

And  the  other  Little  John  so  free : ' 
'  Now,'  says  the  pedlar, '  it  lays  to  my  good  will, 
Whether  my  name  I  chuse  to  tell  to  thee. 

13  '  I  am  Gamble  Gold  of  the  gay  green  woods, 

And  travelled  far  beyond  the  sea ; 
For  killing  a  man  in  my  father's  land 
From  my  country  I  was  forced  to  flee.' 

14  'If  you  are  Gamble  Gold  of  the  gay  green 

woods, 

And  travelled  far  beyond  the  sea, 
You  are  my  mother's  own  sister's  son  ; 
What  nearer  cousins  then  can  we  be  ? ' 

15  They    sheathed    their  swords    with    friendly 

words, 

So  merrilie  they  did  agree  ; 
They  went  to  a  tavern,  and  there  they  dined, 
And  bottles  cracked  most  merrilie. 


31,  51,  5a.  Oh. 


133 

HOBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  BEGGAR,  I 


a.  Wood,  401,  leaf  23  b. 

b.  Garland  of  1663,  No  8. 


c.  Garland  of  1670,  No  7. 

d.  Pepys,  H,  116,  No  100. 


a  is  printed,  with  changes,  by  Ritson,  Robin     1777, 1784, 1, 180,  agrees  with  the  Aldermary 
Hood,  1795,  II,  122.     Evans,  Old  BaUads,     garland. 


156 


133.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  BEGGAR,  I 


There  is  a  copy  in  the  Roxburghe  Collec- 
tion, III,  20. 

Robin  Hood,  riding  towards  Nottingham, 
comes  upon  a  beggar,  who  asks  charity. 
Robin  says  he  has  no  money,  but  must  have 
a  bout  with  him.  The  beggar  with  his  staff 
gives  three  blows  for  every  stroke  of  Robin's 
with  his  sword.  Robin  cries  truce,  and  at  the 
suggestion,  we  might  almost  say  upon  the 
requisition,  of  the  beggar,  exchanges  his  horse 
and  finery  for  the  beggar's  bags  and  rags. 
Thus  equipped,  he  proceeds  to  Nottingham, 
and  has  the  adventure  with  the  sheriff  and 
three  yeomen  which  is  the  subject  of  No  140. 

The  copy  in  the  Wood  and  in  the  Rox- 
burghe collections  is  signed  T.  R.,  like  Robin 
Hood  and  the  Butcher,  B,  and,  like  the  latter 
ballad,  this  is  a  rifacimento,  with  middle 
rhyme  in  the  third  line.  It  is  perhaps  made 
up  from  two  distinct  stories  ;  the  Second  Part, 
beginning  at  stanza  20,  from  Robin  Hood 
rescuing  Three  Squires,  and  what  precedes 
from  a  ballad  resembling  Robin  Hood  and  the 
Beggar,  II. 


But  no  seventeenth-century  version  of  Robin 
Hood  and  the  Beggar,  II,  is  known,  -and  it  is 
more  likely  that  we  owe  the  fight  between 
Robin  Hood  and  the  Beggar  to  the  folly  and 
bad  taste  of  T.  R.  Robin  has  no  sort  of 
provocation  to  fight  with  the  beggar,  and  no 
motive  for  changing  clothes,  the  proposition 
actually  coming  from  the  beggar,  st.  15,  and 
it  is  an  accident  that  his  disguise  proves  use- 
ful (cf.  Guy  of  Gisborne).  The  beggar  should 
have  reported  that  three  men  were  to  be 
hanged,  but  instead  of  this  is  forced  into  a 
fight,  in  order  that  one  more  ignominious  de- 
feat may  be  scored  against  Robin. 

The  verses, 

9M,  I  am  an  outlaw,  as  many  do  know, 
My  name  it  is  Robin  Hood, 

occur  also  in  Robin  Hood  and  the  Bishop,  No 
143,  63>*.  'And  this  mantle  of  mine  I'le  to 
thee  resign,'  163,  looks  very  like  a  reminis- 
cence of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Bishop,  103, 
4  Thy  spindle  and  twine  unto  me  resign.'  * 


1  COME  light  and  listen,  you  gentlemen  all, 

Hey  down,  down,  and  a  down 
That  mirth  do  love  for  fo  hear, 
And  a  story  true  I  'le  tell  unto  you, 
If  that  you  will  but  draw  near. 

2  In  elder  times,  when  merriment  was, 

And  archery  was  holden  good, 
There  was  an  outlaw,  as  many  did  know, 
Which  men  called  Robin  Hood. 

3  Vpon  a  time  it  chanced  so 

Bold  Robin  was  merry  disposed, 
His  time  to  spend  he  did  intend, 
Either  with  friends  or  foes. 

4  Then  he  got  vp  on  a  gallant  brave  steed, 

The  which  was  worth  angels  ten ; 
With  a  mantle  of  green,  most  brave  to  be  seen, 
He  left  all  his  merry  men. 

5  And  riding  towards  fair  Nottingham, 

Some  pastime  for  to  spy, 
There  was  he  aware  of  a  jolly  beggar 
As  ere  he  beheld  with  bis  eye. 


6  An  old  patent  coat  tbe  beggar  had  on, 

Which  he  daily  did  vse  for  to  wear ; 
And  many  a  bag  about  him  did  wag, 
Which  made  Robin  Hood  to  him  repair. 

7  '  God  speed,  God  speed,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  What  countryman  ?  tell  to  me  : ' 
*  I  am  Yorkeshire,  sir  ;  but,  ere  you  go  far, 
Some  charity  give  vnto  me.' 

8  '  Why,  what  wouldst  thou  have  ? '  said  Robin 

Hood, 

'  I  pray  thee  tell  vnto  me : ' 
'  No  lands  nor  livings,'  the  beggar  he  said, 
'  But  a  penny  for  charitie.' 

9  '  I  have  no  money,'  said  Robin  Hood  then, 

'  But,  a  ranger  within  the  wood, 
I  am  an  outlaw,  as  many  do  know, 
My  name  it  is  Robin  Hood. 

10  '  But  yet  I  must  tell  thee,  bonny  beggar, 
That  a  bout  with  [thee]  I  must  try  ; 

*  Remarked  by  Fricke,  p.  88  f. 


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Thy  coat  of  gray,  lay  down  I  say, 

And  my  mantle  of  green  shall  lye  by.' 

11  '  Content,  content,'  the  beggar  he  cry'd, 

'  Thy  part  it  will  be  the  worse  ; 
For  I  hope  this  bout  to  give  thee  the  rout, 
And  then  have  at  thy  purse.' 

12  The  beggar  he  had  a  mickle  long  staffe, 

And  Robin  had  a  nut-brown  sword  ; 
So  the  beggar  drew  nigh,  and  at  Robin  let  fly, 
But  gave  him  never  a  word. 

13  '  Fight  on,  fight  on,'  said  Robin  Hood  then, 

*  This  game  well  pleaseth  me  ; ' 

For  every  blow  that  Robin  did  give, 

The  beggar  gave  buffets  three. 

14  And  fighting  there  full  hard  and  sore, 

Not  far  from  Nottingham  town, 
They  never  fled,  till  from  Robin ['s]  head 
The  blood  came  trickling  down. 

15  '  O  hold  thy  hand,'  said  Robin  Hood  then, 

'  And  thou  and  I  will  agree  ; ' 
'  If  that  be  true,'  the  beggar  he  said, 
'  Thy  mantle  come  give  vnto  me.' 

16  '  Nay  a  change,  a  change,'  cri'd  Robin  Hood  ; 

'  Thy  bags  and  coat  give  me, 
And  this  mantle  of  mine  I  'le  to  thee  resign, 
My  horse  and  my  braverie.' 

17  When  Robin  Hood  had  got  the  beggars  clothes, 

He  looked  round  about ; 
'  Methinks,'  said  he,  '  I  seem  to  be 
A  beggar  brave  and  stout. 

18  *  For  now  I  have  a  bag  for  my  bread, 

So  have  I  another  for  corn  ; 
I  have  one  for  salt,  and  another  for  malt, 
And  one  for  my  little  horn. 

19  '  And  now  I  will  a  begging  goe, 

Some  charitie  for  to  find  : ' 
And  if  any  more  of  Robin  you  '1  know, 
In  this  second  part  it 's  behind. 


20  Now  Robin  he  is  to  Nottingham  bound, 

With  his  bags  hanging  down  to  his  knee, 
His  staff,  and  his  coat,  scarce  worth  a  groat, 
Yet  merrilie  passed  he. 


21  As  Robin  he  passed  the  streets  along, 

He  heard  a  pittifull  cry ; 
Three  brethren  deer,  as  he  did  hear, 
Condemned  were  to  dye. 

22  Then  Robin  he  highed  to  the  sheriffs  [house], 

Some  reliefe  for  to  seek  ; 
He  skipt,  and  leapt,  and  capored  full  high, 
As  he  went  along  the  street. 

23  But  when  to  the  sheriffs  doore  he  came, 

There  a  gentleman  fine  and  brave, 
'  Thou  beggar,'  said  he,  '  come  tell  vnto  me 
What  is  it  that  thou  wouldest  have  ? ' 

24  '  No  meat,  nor  drink,'  said  Robin  Hood  then, 

'  That  I  come  here  to  crave  ; 
But  to  beg  the  lives  of  yeomen  three, 
And  that  I  fain  would  have.' 

25  '  That  cannot  be,  thou  bold  beggar, 

Their  fact  it  is  so  deer ; 
I  tell  to  thee,  hangd  they  must  be, 
For  stealing  of  our  kings  deer.' 

26  But  when  to  the  gallows  they  did  come, 

There  was  many  a  weeping  eye  : 
'  O  hold  your  peace,'  said  Robin  then, 
'  For  certainly  they  shall  not  dye.' 

27  Then  Robin  he  set  his  horn  to  his  mouth, 

And  he  blew  but  blastes  three, 
Till  a  hundred  bold  archers  brave 
Came  kneeling  down  to  his  knee. 

28  '  What  is  your  will,  master  ? '  they  said, 

'  We  are  here  at  your  command  : ' 
'  Shoot  east,  shoot  west,'  said  Robin  Hood  then, 
'  And  look  that  you  spare  no  man.' 

29  Then  they  shot  east,  and  they  shot  west ; 

Their  arrows  were  so  keen 
The  sheriffe  he,  and  his  companie, 
No  longer  must  be  seen. 

30  Then  he  stept  to  these  brethren  three, 

And  away  he  had  them  tane ; 
But  the  sheriff  was  crost,  and  many  a  man  lost, 
That  dead  lay  on  the  plain. 

31  And  away  they  went  into  the  merry  green  wood, 

And  sung  with  a  merry  glee, 
And  Robin  took  these  brethren  good 
To  be  of  his  yeomandrie. 


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a.  Robin  Hood  and  the  Beggar  :   Shewing  how 

Robin  Hood  and  the  Beggar  fought,  and 
how  he  changed  clothes  with  the  Beggar, 
and  how  he  went  a  begging  to  Nottingham, 
and  how  he  saved  three  brethren  from  being 
hangd  for  stealing  of  deer.  To  the  tune  of 
Robin  Hood  and  the  Stranger.  Signed 
T.  R. 

London,  Printed  for  Francis  Grove,  on  Snow- 
hill.  (1620-55.) 

Burden :  an  a. 

I1,  light  in  all :  a  corruption  of  lyth. 

22.  archrey.    34.  friend  or  foe  :  cf.  b,  C. 

42.  angell.     61.  had  one.     101.  tell  the. 

121.  saffe.     218.  brethred.     274.  dow. 

314.  yeomandriee. 

b,  c.  Title  as  in  a.     Not  signed.     Burden  some- 

times, With  hey,  etc.,  or,  With  a  hey,  etc. ; 

once,  in  C,  Hey  derry  derry  down. 
b.  34.  friends  or  foes.     42.  angels. 

71.  Hood  then.     72.  unto.     88.  he  wanting. 
9s.  doth  know.     102.  with  thee.     10*.  lay. 
161.  said /or  cri'd.     201.  he  wanting. 
21*.  was  for  to.     221.  sheriffs  house. 
27 2.  he  wanting.     302.  them  had. 


O.  3*.  friends  or  foes.     42.  angels. 

71.  Hood  then.     72.  unto.     88.  living: 
102.  with  thee.     194.  known  for  behind. 
214.  for  to.     221.  sheriffs  house. 

258.  they  hanged.     272.  he  wanting. 
302.  them  had. 
d.   Title  as  in  &:  except  of  the  king's  deer.    Not 

signed. 
Printed  for  I.  Clarke,  W.  Thackeray,  and  T. 

Passinger.     (1670-86.) 

Burden :  With  a  hey  down  down  and  a  down. 
32.  merrily.     34.  friend  or  foe.     42.  angels. 
51.  brave  for  fair.     71.  Hood  then. 

72.  unto.     102.  with  thee.     II1.  he  said. 

121.  muckle.     124.  But  he.    138.  Robin  gave. 

148.  Robin  Hood's  head.     158.  If  it. 

171.  Hood  wanting.     178.  Methink. 

18 8.  for  mault :  for  salt. 

194.  In  the.     house  wanting,  as  in  a. 

228.  and  he  leapt.     23*.  is  't :  would'st. 

254.  of  the.     268.  O  wanting  :  Robin  Hood. 

274.  down  on  their.     282.  here  wanting. 

291.  east  then.     302.  has.     308.  many  men. 

31 l.  And  wanting. 

318.  Then  Robin  Hood. 


134 

ROBIN   HOOD   AND   THE   BEGGAR,   II 


a.  '  The  History  of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Beggar, ' 
Aberdeen,  Printed  by  and  for  A.  Keith  :  Bodleian 
Library,  Douce,  HH  88.  pasted  between  pp  68,  69  of 
Robin  Hood's  Garland,  London,  C.  Dicey.  A.  Keith 
of  Aberdeen  printed  from  1810  to  1835. 


b.  '  A  pretty  dialogue  betwixt  Robin  Hood  and  a 
Beggar,'  Newcastle,  in  Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  1795, 
I,  97. 


a  is  printed  by  Gutch,  Robin  Hood,  II, 
230,  with  deviations.  Of  b  Ritson  says :  The 
corruptions  of  the  press  being  equally  numer- 
ous and  minute,  some  of  the  most  trifling 
have  been  corrected  without  notice.  Despite 
the  corruptions,  b  is,  in  some  readings,  prefer- 
able to  a.  Motherwell,  Minstrelsy,  p.  xliii, 
says  that  pretty  early  stall  copies  were  printed 
both  at  Aberdeen  and  Glasgow. 

Robin    Hood   attempts   to  stop  a   beggar, 


from  whom  he  thinks  he  may  get  some 
money.  The  beggar  gives  no  heed  to  his 
summons,  but  hies  on.  Robin,  getting  a 
surly  answer  upon  a  second  essay,  says  that 
if  there  be  but  a  farthing  he  will  have  it, 
orders  the  beggar  to  loose  the  strings  of  his 
pocks,  and  threatens  him  with  an  arrow.  The 
beggar  defies  him,  and  upon  Robin's  drawing 
his  bow,  reaches  him  such  a  stroke  with  a 
staff  that  bow  and  arrow  are  broken  to  bits. 


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159 


Robin  takes  to  his  sword ;  the  beggar  lights 
on  his  hand  with  his  staff  and  disables  him 
completely,  then  follows  in  with  lusty  blows, 
till  Robin  falls  in  a  swoon.  The  beggar  moves 
on  with  entire  unconcern.  Three  of  Robin's 
men  come  by  and  revive  him  with  water. 
Their  master  tells  them  of  his  disgrace;  he 
had  never  been  in  so  hard  a  place  in  forty 
year.  He  bids  them  bring  the  beggar  back 
or  slay  him.  Two  of  the  three  will  be  enough 
for  that,  they  say,  and  one  shall  stay  with 
him.  Two  set  forth,  accordingly,  with  a  cau- 
tion to  be  wary,  take  a  short  cut,  which 
brings  them  out  ahead  of  the  beggar,  and 
leap  on  him  from  a  hiding,  one  gripping  his 
staff  and  the  other  putting  a  dagger  to  his 
breast.  The  beggar  sues  for  his  life  in  vain  ; 
they  will  bind  him  and  will  take  him  h*ick  to 
their  master,  to  be  slain  or  hanged.  He  offers 
them  a  hundred  pound  and  more  for  his  lib- 
erty. They  decide  together  to  take  the 
money,  and  say  nothing  about  it,  simply  re- 
porting that  they  have  killed  the  old  carl. 
The  beggar  spreads  his  cloak  on  the  ground 
and  many  a  pock  on  it ;  then,  standing  be- 
tween them  and  the  wind,  takes  a  great  bag 
of  meal  from  his  neck  and  flings  the  meal 
into  their  eyes.  Having  thus  blinded  them, 
he  seizes  his  staff,  which  they  had  stuck  in 
the  ground,  and  gives  each  of  them  a  dozen. 
The  young  men  take  to  their  heels,  the  beg- 
gar calling  after  them  to  stop  for  their  pay. 
Robin,  after  a  jest  at  the  meal  on  their 
cloaths,  makes  them  tell  how  they  have  fared. 
We  are  shamed,  forever,  he  cries ;  but  smiles 
to  see  that  they  have  had  their  taste  of  the 
beggar's  tree. 


This  tale  is  rightly  called  by  Ritson  a 
North  Country  composition  of  some  antiquity, 
"  perhaps  Scottish."  Fragments  of  Robin 
Hood  ballads,  Motherwell  informs  us,  were 
traditionally  extant  in  his  day  which  had  not 
(and  have  not)  found  their  way  into  printed 
collections,  and  we  know  from  very  early 
testimony  that  such  ballads  were  current  in 
Scotland.  This  is  by  far  the  best  of  the 
Robin  Hood  ballads  of  the  secondary,  so  to 
speak  cyclic,  period.  It  has  plenty  of  homely 
humor,  but  the  heroic  sentiment  is  gone.  It 
does  not  belong  to  the  iron,  the  cast-iron,  age 
of  Robin  Hood's  Birth,  Breeding,  etc. ;  but 
neither  does  it  belong  to  the  golden  age  of 
Robin  Hood  and  the  Monk,  or  the  Gest.  It 
would  be  no  gain  to  have  Thersites  drubbing 
Odysseus.  Robin  finds  his  match,  for  the 
nonce,  in  the  Potter,  but  he  does  not  for  that 
depute  two  of  his  men  to  be  the  death  of  the 
Potter.  It  never  occurred  to  Little  John  and 
Much  to  get  a  hundred  pound  from  a  beggar, 
kill  him,  and  pocket  the  money. 

A  story  resembling  that  of  the  second  part 
of  this  ballad  occurs,  as  Ritson  has  observed, 
in  Le  moyen  de  parvenir,  "  1739,  I,  304 ;  " 
II,  94,  London,  1786;  p.  171,  Paris,  1841. 
A  friar  encounters  two  footpads,  who  offer  to 
relieve  him  of  the  burden  of  his  frock.  He 
asks  them  to  let  him  take  it  off  peaceably, 
puts  his  staff  under  his  foot,  takes  off  the 
frock  and  throws  it  before  them.  While  one 
of  the  pair  stoops  to  get  it,  the  friar  picks  up 
the  staff  and  hits  the  knave  a  blow  which 
sends  him  headlong  ;  the  other  runs  off. 

Translated  by  Anastasius  Griin,  p.  180. 


1  LTTH  and  listen,  gentlemen, 

That 's  come  of  high  born  blood  ; 
I  '11  tell  you  of  a  brave  booting 
That  befel  Robin  Hood. 

2  Robin  Hood  upon  a  day, 

He  went  forth  him  alone, 
And  as  he  came  from  Barnesdale 
Into  a  fair  evening, 


3  He  met  a  beggar  on  the  way, 

That  sturdily  could  gang  ; 
He  had  a  pike-staff  in  his  hand, 
That  was  baith  stark  and  strang. 

4  A  clouted  cloak  about  him  was, 

That  held  him  from  the  cold ; 
The  thinnest  bit  of  it,  I  guess, 
Was  more  than  twenty  fold. 


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5  His  meal-pock  hang  about  his  neck, 

Into  a  leathern  fang, 
Well  fastened  with  a  broad  buckle, 
That  was  both  stark  and  strang. 

6  He  had  three  hats  upon  his  head, 

Together  sticked  fast ; 
He  cared  neither  for  wind  nor  weet, 
In  lands  wherever  he  past. 

7  Good  Robin  coost  him  in  his  way, 

To  see  what  he  might  be  ; 
If  any  beggar  had  money, 
He  thought  some  part  had  he. 

8  '  Tarry,  tarry,'  good  Robin  says, 

'  Tarry,  and  speak  with  me  ; ' 
He  heard  him  as  he  heard  [him]  not, 
And  fast  his  way  can  hie. 

9  '  It  he's  not  so,'  says  good  Robin, 

'  Nay,  thou  must  tarry  still ; ' 
'  By  my  troth,'  says  the  bold  beggar, 
'  Of  that  I  have  no  will. 

10  '  It  is  far  to  my  lodging-house, 

And  it  is  growing  late  ; 
If  they  have  supt  ere  I  come  in, 
I  will  look  wondrous  blate.' 

11  '  Now,  by  my  troth,'  says  good  Robin, 

'  I  see  well  by  thy  fare, 
If  thou  chear  well  to  thy  supper, 
Of  mine  thou  takes  no  care ; 

12  '  Who  wants  my  dinner  all  the  day, 

And  wots  not  where  to  lie, 
And  should  I  to  the  tavern  go, 
I  want  money  to  buy. 

13  '  Sir,  thou  must  lend  me  some  money, 

Till  we  two  meet  again  :  ' 

The  beggar  answerd  cankerdly, 

I  have  no  money  to  lend. 

14  Thou  art  as  young  a  man  as  I, 

And  seems  to  be  as  sweer ; 
If  thou  fast  till  thou  get  from  me, 
Thou  shalt  eat  none  this  year. 

15  '  Now,  by  my  troth,'  says  good  Robin, 

*  Since  we  are  sembled  so, 


If  thou  have  but  a  small  farthing, 
I  '11  have  it  ere  thou  go. 

16  '  Therefore,  lay  down  thy  clouted  cloak, 

And  do  no  longer  stand, 
And  loose  the  strings  of  all  thy  pocks ; 
I  '11  ripe  them  with  my  hand. 

17  '  And  now  to  thee  I  make  a  vow, 

If  thou  make  any  din, 
I  shall  see  if  a  broad  arrow 
Can  pierce  a  beggar's  skin.' 

18  The  beggar  smil'd,  and  answer  made : 

Far  better  let  me  be  ; 
Think  not  that  I  will  be  afraid 
For  thy  nip  crooked  tree. 

19  Or  that  I  fear  thee  any  whit 

"For  thy  curn  nips  of  sticks  ; 
I  know  no  use  for  them  so  meet 
As  to  be  pudding-pricks. 

20  Here  I  defy  thee  to  do  me  ill, 

For  all  thy  boistrous  fare  ; 
Thou 's  get  nothing  from  me  but  ill, 
Would  thou  seek  it  evermair. 

21  Good  Robin  bent  his  noble  bow  — 

He  was  an  angry  man  — 
And  in  it  set  a  broad  arrow ; 
Yet  er  't  was  drawn  a  span, 

22  The  beggar,  with  his  noble  tree, 

Reacht  him  so  round  a  rout 
That  his  bow  and  his  broad  arrow 
In  flinders  flew  about. 

23  Good  Robin  bound  him  to  his  brand, 

But  that  provd  likewise  vain ; 
The  beggar  lighted  on  his  hand 
With  his  pike-staff  again. 

24  I  wot  he  might  not  draw  a  sword 

For  forty  days  and  more  ; 
Good  Robin  could  not  speak  a  word, 
His  heart  was  never  so  sore. 

25  He  could  not  fight,  he  could  not  flee, 

He  wist  not  what  to  do  ; 
The  beggar,  with  his  noble  tree, 
Laid  lusty  flaps  him  to. 


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26  He  paid,  good  Robin  back  and  side, 

And  beft  him  up  and  down, 
And  with  his  pike-staff  still  on  laid 
Till  he  fell  in  a  swoon. 

27  '  Fy  !  stand  up,  man,'  the  beggar  said, 

'  'T  is  shame  to  go  to  rest ; 
Stay  still  till  thou  get  thy  mony  [told], 
I  think  it  were  the  best. 

28  ' And  syne  go  to  the  tavern-house, 

And  buy  both  wine  and  ale  ; 
Hereat  thy  friends  will  crack  full  crouse, 
Thou  has  been  at  a  dale.' 

29  Good  Robin  answerd  never  a  word, 

But  lay  still  as  a  stane  ; 
His  cheeks  were  white  as  any  clay, 
And  closed  were  his  eyne. 

30  The  beggar  thought  him  dead  but  fail, 

And  boldly  bownd  away ; 
I  would  you  had  been  at  the  dale, 
And  gotten  part  of  the  play. 


31  Now  three  of  Robin's  men,  by  chance, 

Came  walking  on  the  way, 
And  found  their  master  in  a  trance, 
On  ground  where  he  did  lie. 

32  Up  have  they  taken  good  Robin, 

Making  a  piteous  bier, 
Yet  saw  they  no  man  there  at  whom 
They  might  the  matter  spear. 

33  They  looked  him  all  round  about, 

But  wounds  on  him  saw  none, 
Yet  at  his  mouth  came  booking  out 
The  blood  of  a  good  vein. 

34  Cold  water  they  have  taken  syne, 

And  cast  into  his  face ; 
Then  he  began  to  lift  his  eyne, 
And  spake  within  short  space. 

35  '  Tell  us,  dear  master,'  says  his  men, 

'  How  with  you  stands  the  case  ? ' 
Good  Robin  sighd  ere  he  began 
To  tell  of  his  disgrace. 

VOL.    III.  21 


36  '  I  have  been  watchman  in  this  wood 

Near  hand  this  forty  year, 
Yet  I  was  never  so  hard  bestead 
As  you  have  found  me  here. 

37  '  A  beggar  with  a  clouted  cloak, 

In  whom  I  feard  no  ill, 
Hath  with  a  pike-staff  clawd  my  back  ; 
I  fear  't  shall  never  be  well. 

38  *  See,  where  he  goes  out  oer  yon  hill, 

With  hat  upon  his  head  ; 
If  ever  you  lovd  your  master  well, 
Go  now  revenge  this  deed. 

39  '  And  bring  him  back  again  to  me, 

If  it  lie  in  your  might, 
That  I  may  see,  before  I  die, 
Him  punisht  in  my  sight. 

40  '  And  if  you  may  not  bring  him  back, 

Let  him  not  go  loose  on  ; 
For  to  us  all  it  were  great  shame 
If  he  escapt  again.' 

41  '  One  of  us  shall  with  you  remain, 

Because  you  're  ill  at  ease  ; 
The  other  two  shall  bring  him  back, 
To  use  him  as  you  please.' 

42  '  Now,  by  my  troth,'  says  good  Robin, 

'  I  trow  there 's  enough  said  ; 
If  he  get  scouth  to  weild  his  tree, 
I  fear  you  '11  both  be  paid.' 

43  '  Be  ye  not  feard,  our  good  master, 

That  we  two  can  be  dung 
With  any  blutter  base  beggar, 
That  hath  nought  but  a  rung. 

44  '  His  staff  shall  stand  him  in  no  stead ; 

That  you  shall  shortly  see  ; 
But  back  again  he  shall  be  led, 

And  fast  bound  shall  he  be, 
To  see  if  you  will  have  him  slain, 

Or  hanged  on  a  tree.' 

45  '  But  cast  you  slily  in  his  way, 

Before  he  be  aware, 
And  on  his  pike-staff  first  lay  hands  ; 
You  '11  speed  the  better  far.' 


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46  Now  leave  we  Robin  with  his  man, 

Again  to  play  the  child, 
And  learn  himself  to  stand  and  gang 
By  haulcls,  for  all  his  eild. 

47  Now  pass  we  to  the  bold  beggar, 

That  raked  oer  the  hill, 
Who  never  mended  his  pace  no  more 
Nor  he  had  done  no  ill. 

48  The  young  men  knew  the  country  well, 

So  soon  where  he  would  be, 
And  they  have  taken  another  way, 
Was  nearer  by  miles  three. 

49  They  rudely  ran  with  all  their  might, 

Spar'd  neither  dub  nor  mire, 
They  stirred  neither  at  laigh  nor  hight, 
No  travel  made  them  tire, 

50  Till  they  before  the  beggar  wan, 

And  coost  them  in  his  way ; 
A  little  wood  lay  in  a  glen, 
And  there  they  both  did  stay. 

51  They  «tood  up  closely  by  a  tree, 

In  ilk  side  of  the  gate, 
Until  the  beggar  came  them  to, 
That  thought  not  of  such  fate. 

52  And  as  he  was  betwixt  them  past, 

They  leapt  upon  him  baith  ; 
The  one  his  pike-staff  gripped  fast, 
They  feared  for  its  scaith. 

53  The  other  he  held  in  his  sight 

A  drawn  dirk  to  his  breast, 
And  said,  False  carl,  quit  thy  staff, 
Or  I  shall  be  thy  priest. 

54  His  pike-staff  they  have  taken  him  frae, 

And  stuck  it  in  the  green  ; 

He  was  full  leath  to  let  [it]  gae, 

If  better  might  have  been. 

55  The  beggar  was  the  feardest  man 

Of  one  that  ever  might  be ; 
To  win  away  no  way  he  can, 
Nor  help  him  with  his  tree. 

56  He  wist  not  wherefore  he  was  tane, 

Nor  how  many  was  there  ; 


He  thought  his  lif e-days  had  been  gone, 
And  grew  into  despair. 

57  '  Grant  me  my  life,'  the  beggar  said, 

'  For  him  that  died  on  tree, 
And  take  away  that  ugly  knife, 
Or  then  for  fear  I  '11  die. 

58  '  I  grievd  you  never  in  all  my  life, 

By  late  nor  yet  by  ayre  ; 
Ye  have  great  sin,  if  ye  should  slay 
A  silly  poor  beggar.' 

59  '  Thou  lies,  false  lown,'  they  said  again, 

'  By  all  that  may  be  sworn ; 
Thou  hast  near  slain  the  gentlest  man 
That  ever  yet  was  born. 

60  '  And  back  again  thou  shalt  be  led, 

And  fast  bound  shalt  thou  be, 
To  see  if  he  will  have  thee  slain, 
Or  hanged  on  a  tree.' 

61  The  beggar  then  thought  all  was  wrong ; 

They  were  set  for  his  wrack; 
He  saw  nothing  appearing  then 
But  ill  upon  worse  back. 

62  Were  he  out  of  their  hands,  he  thought, 

And  had  again  his  tree, 
He  should  not  be  had  back  for  nought, 
With  such  as  he  did  see. 

63  Then  he  bethought  him  on  a  wile, 

If  it  could  take  effect, 
How  he  the  young  men  might  beguile, 
And  give  them  a  begeck. 

64  Thus  for  to  do  them  shame  or  ill 

His  beastly  breast  was  bent ; 
He  found  the  wind  grew  something  shril, 
To  further  his  intent. 

65  He  said,  Brave  gentlemen,  be  good, 

And  let  the  poor  man  be ; 
When  ye  have  taken  a  beggar's  blood, 
It  helps  you  not  a  flee. 

66  It  was  but  in  my  own  defence, 

If  he  hath  gotten  skaith ; 
But  I  will  make  a  recompence, 
Much  better  for  you  baith. 


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67  If  ye  will  set  me  safe  and  free, 

And  do  me  no  danger, 
An  hundred  pounds  I  will  you  give, 
And  much  more  good  silver, 

68  That  I  have  gathered  these  many  years, 

Under  this  clouted  cloak, 
And  hid  up  wonder  privately, 
In  bottom  of  my  pock. 

69  The  young  men  to  a  council  yeed, 

And  let  the  beggar  gae  ; 
They  wist  how  well  he  had  no  speed 
From  them  to  run  away. 

70  They  thought  they  would  the  money  take, 

Come  after  what  so  may, 
And  then  they  would  not  bring  him  back, 
But  in  that  part  him  slay. 

71  By  that  good  Robin  would  not  know 

That  they  had  gotten  coin  ; 
It  would  content  him  for  to  show 
That  there  they  had  him  slain. 

72  They  said,  False  carl,  soon  have  done 

And  tell  forth  that  money  ; 
For  the  ill  turn  thou  hast  done 
'T  is  but  a  simple  fee. 

73  And  yet  we  will  not  have  thee  back, 

Come  after  what  so  may, 
If  thou  will  do  that  which  thou  spake, 
And  make  us  present  pay. 

74  O  then  he  loosd  his  clouted  cloak, 

And  spread  it  on  the  ground, 

And  thereon  laid  he  many  a  pock, 

Betwixt  them  and  the  wind. 

75  He  took  a  great  bag  from  his  hase  ; 

It  was  near  full  of  meal ; 
Two  pecks  in  it  at  least  there  was, 
And  more,  I  wot  full  well. 

76  Upon  his  cloak  he  laid  it  down, 

The  mouth  he  opend  wide, 
To  turn  the  same  he  made  him  bown, 
The  young  men  ready  spy'd. 

77  In  every  hand  he  took  a  nook 

Of  that  great  leathern  meal, 


And  with  a  fling  the  meal  he  shook 
Into  their  faces  hail. 

78  Wherewith  he  blinded  them  so  close 

A  stime  they  could  not  see ; 
And  then  in  heart  he  did  rejoice, 
And  clapt  his  lusty  tree. 

79  He  thought,  if  he  had  done  them  wrong 

In  mealing  of  their  cloaths, 

For  to  strike  off  the  meal  again 

With  his  pike-staff  he  goes. 

80  Or  any  one  of  them  could  red  their  eyne, 

Or  yet  a  glimmering  could  see, 
Hk  ane  of  them  a  dozen  had, 
Well  laid  on  with  the  tree. 

81  The  young  men  were  right  swift  of  foot, 

And  boldly  ran  away  ; 
The  beggar  could  them  no  more  hit, 
For  all  the  haste  he  may. 

82  '  What  ails  this  haste  ? '  the  beggar  said, 

'  May  ye  not  tarry  still, 
Until  your  money  be  receivd  ? 
I  '11  pay  you  with  good  will. 

83  '  The  shaking  of  my  pocks,  I  fear, 

Hath  blown  into  your  eyne  ; 
But  I  have  a  good  pike-staff  here 
Will  ripe  them  out  full  clean.' 

84  The  young  men  answerd  neer  a  word, 

They  were  dumb  as  a  stane ; 
In  the  thick  wood  the  beggar  fled, 
Eer  they  riped  their  eyne. 

85  And  syne  the  night  became  so  late, 

To  seek  him  was  but  vain  : 
But  judge  ye,  if  they  looked  blate 
When  they  came  home  again. 

86  Good  Robin  speard  how  they  had  sped ; 

They  answerd  him,  Full  ill ; 
'  That  cannot  be,'  good  Robin  says  ; 
'  Ye  have  been  at  the  mill. 

87  '  The  mill  it  is  a  meatrif  place, 

They  may  lick  what  they  please  ; 
Most  like  ye  have  been  at  that  art, 
Who  would  look  to  your  cloaths.' 


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88  They  hangd  their  heads,  and  droped  down, 

A  word  they  could  not  speak : 
Robin  said,  Because  I  fell  a-swoon, 
I  think  you  '11  do  the  like. 

89  Tell  on  the  matter,  less  and  more, 

And  tell  me  what  and  how 
Ye  have  done  with  the  bold  beggar 
I  sent  you  for  right  now. 

90  And  then  they  told  him  to  an  end, 

As  I  have  said  before, 
How  that  the  beggar  did  them  blind, 
What  misters  process  more. 


91  And  how  he  lin'd  their  shoulders  broad 

With  his  great  trenchen  tree, 
And  how  in  the  thick  wood  he  fled, 
Eer  they  a  stime  could  see. 

92  And  how  they  scarcely  could  win  home, 

Their  bones  were  bef  t  so  sore  : 
Good  Robin  cry'd,  Fy !  out,  for  shame ! 
We  're  sham'd  for  evermore. 

93  Altho  good  Robin  would  full  fain 

Of  his  wrong  revenged  be, 
He  smil'd  to  see  his  merry  young  men 
Had  gotten  a  taste  of  the  tree. 


a.  The  History  of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Beggar :  268. 

in  two  Parts.     Part  I :  Shewing  how  Robin  271. 

Hood,  in  attempting  to  rob  a  Beggar  near  284. 

Barnesdale,  was  shamefully  defeated,  and  301. 

left  for  dead,  till  taken  up  by  three  of  his  312. 

men.     Part  II :    How  the  beggar  blinded  332. 

two  of  his  men  with  a  bag  of  meal,  who  342. 

were  sent  to  kill  him  or  bring  him  back.  351. 

Title  prefixed  to  the  ballad :  Robin  Hood  and  372. 

the  Beggar.  381. 

In  stanzas  of  two  long  lines.  After  30  :  The  404. 

Second  Part.  431. 

22*.  arrows.  301.  but  sail  :  that  is,  but  fail.  458. 

38s.  you  for  your.  464. 

412.  ill  a  case :  which  perhaps  should  be  re-  47 4. 

tained.  491. 

461.  and  for  with.  464.  the  eild.  498. 

488.  a  another.  502. 

514.  fate  :  b,  late,  that  is,  let.  53*.  quite.  518. 

654.  fly:  b,  flee.  778.  sling:  that  is,  fling.  548. 

79".  strick.  89s.  where  and.  552. 

b.  In  stanzas  of  two  long  lines.  564. 
Some  of  these  readings  may  be  Ritson's  cor-  578. 

rections.  582. 

I2.  That  be.     24.  a  wanting.  588. 

32.  Who  for  That.     42.  frae  the.     52.  whang.  592. 

5*.  to  a.     71.  cast.     88.  heard  him  not.  601. 

84.  on  his.     91.  'Tisbe.     98.  said.  638. 

II8.  snares  well.     II4.  dost  not  care.  634. 

121.  all  this.     128.  would  I.     131.  you  must.  641. 

132.  two  wanting.     141.  art  a.  648. 

152.  asembled.     15".  has.     161.  Come  lay.  662. 

178.  if  wanting.     204.  Wouldst :  it  wanting.  672. 

21*.  Lo  eer.     228.  arrow.     2444.  mair,  sair.  681. 

258.  flaps.     262.  baift.  708. 


laid  on  loud  for  still  on  laid. 

Fy  wanting.     278.  still  till :  money  told. 

hast  been  at  the.     298.  pale  for  white. 

but  fail.     302.  his  way.     308.  ye. 

by  the.     314.  where  that  he  lay. 

wound.     341.  gotten  for  taken. 

unto.     348.  to  hitch  his  ear.     344.  speak. 

said.     362.  this  twenty.     364.  ye. 

Of  whom.     378.  with  his.     374.  'twill. 

out  wanting.     388.  eer  ye.  • 

escape.     41 2.  ill  at  ease.     428.  And  he. 

ye,  good  wanting.     434.  has.     446.  ye. 

hands  lay.     454.  Ye.     461.  with  his. 

his  eild.     47 8.  no  wanting. 

Then  he.     481>2.  wanting. 

They  stoutly. 

They  started  at  neither  how  nor  height. 

cast  them.     512.  In  each. 

them  nigh.     514.  thought  of  no  such  late. 

let  it.     544.  An  better  might  it  been. 

any  for  one.     561.  Nor  wist  he. 

He  for  And.     572.  on  the. 

And  hold.     574.  Or  else. 

Neither  by  late  or  air. 

You  have  great  sin  if  you  would. 

For  all.     594.  Of  one  that  eer. 

shall.     628.  led  back. 

he  might  the  young  men. 

gave  them  a  begack. 

for  wanting  :  for  ill. 

blew  for  grew.     652.  a  poor.     654.  flee. 

has.     664.  Is  better.     67 1.  fair  and. 

no  more  dear.     674.  odd  for  good. 

this.     691.  to  the.     698.  full  well. 

And  yet :  not  take.     704.  that  place. 


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165 


71*.  for  wanting.     72*.  forth  thy. 

728.  turn  that.     72*.  It's:  plee/brfee. 

748.  lay  he.     751.  half,  that  is,  half. 

761.  this  cloak  :  set  it.     76*.  bound. 

772.  hag  for  meal.     77s.  fling. 

77*.  face  all  hail.     792.  cloath. 

79".  strike.     801.  Eer  any  of. 

80a.  Or  a  glimmering  might.     80*.  with  his. 

81a.  boldly  bound.     821.  What 's  aU  this. 


822.  May  not  thou.     834.  Can  ripe. 

852.  in  vain.     871.  meat  rife  part. 

87s.  at  the.     87*.  at  your. 

881.  they  drooped.     88s.  a  sound.     88*.  ye. 

891.  less  or.     892.  what  and. 

901.  And  when.     904.  presses  for  process. 

911>2.  wanting.     91s.  woods. 

922.  were  baste.     932.  his  wrath. 


135 

ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  SHEPHERD 


a.  Garland  of  1663,  No  13. 

b.  Garland  of  1670,  No  12. 


c.  Wood,  401,  leaf  13  b. 

d.  Pepys,  II,  115,  No  102. 


ROXBURGHE,  II,  392,  III,  284 ;  Douce,  III, 
115  b,  by  L.  How,  of  the  eighteenth  century. 
A  manuscript  copy  in  the  British  Museum, 
Add.  15072,  fol.  59,  is  a,  with  omission  of 
122-154,  and  a  few  errors  of  carelessness. 

Printed  in  Ritson's  Robin  Hood  from  c  and 
one  of  the  Roxburghe  broadsides.  Evans,  Old 
Ballads,  1777,  1784, 1, 136,  seems  to  have  fol- 
lowed the  Aldermary  garland,  with  slight  de- 
viation. 

Robin  Hood,  walking  in  the  forest,  finds  a 
shepherd  lying  on  the  ground,  and  bids  him 
rise  and  show  what  he  has  in  his  bottle  and 
bag.  The  shepherd  tells  him  that  he  shall 
not  see  a  drop  of  his  bottle  until  his  valor  has 
been  tried.  Robin  stakes  twenty  pound  on 
the  issue  of  a  fight,  and  the  shepherd  his  bag 
and  bottle.  They  fight  from  ten  to  four,  hook 


against  sword.  Robin  Hood  falls  to  the 
ground,  and  the  shepherd  calls  on  him  to  own 
himself  beaten.  Robin  demands  the  boon  of 
three  blasts  on  his  horn.  These  bring  Little 
John,  who  undertakes  the  shepherd,  and  is  so 
roughly  handled  that  Robin  is  fain  to  yield  his 
wager,  to  which  Little  John  heartily  agrees. 

It  is  but  the  natural  course  of  exaggeration 
that  the  shepherd,  having  beaten  Robin  Hood, 
should  beat  Little  John.  This  is  descending 
low  enough,  but  we  do  not  see  the  bottom  of 
this  kind  of  balladry  here. 

In  King  Alfred  and  the  Shepherd,  Old 
Ballads,  1723,  I,  43,  stanzas  6-17,  the  king 
plays  Robin's  part,  fighting  four  hours  with 
the  Shepherd  and  then  craving  a  truce.  Fur- 
ther on  Alfred  blows  his  horn.  There  are 
also  verbal  agreements. 


ALL  gentlemen  and  yeomen  good, 

Down  a  down  a  down  a  down  * 
I  wish  you  to  draw  near ;' 
For  a  story  of  gallant  brave  Robin  Hood 
Vnto  you  I  wil  declare. 
Down,  etc. 


2  As  Robin  Hood  walkt  the  forrest  along, 

Some  pastime  for  to  spie, 
There  was  he  aware  of  a  jolly  shepherd, 
That  on  the  ground  did  lie. 


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135.  ROBIN  HOOD  ASD  THE  SHEPHERD 


3  '  Arise,  arise,'  cryed  jolly  Robin, 

*  And  now  come  let  me  see 
What  is  in  thy  bag  and  bottle,  I  say ; 
Come  tell  it  unto  me/ 

4  •  What 's  that  to  thee,  thou  proud  fellow  ? 

Tell  me  as  I  do  stand 

What  thou  hast  to  do  with  my  bag  and  bottle  ? 
Let  me  see  thy  command.' 

5  '  My  sword,  which  hangeth  by  my  side, 

Is  my  command  I  know ; 
Come,  and  let  me  taste  of  thy  bottle, 
Or  it  may  breed  thee  wo.' 

6  '  Tut,  the  devil  a  drop,  thou  proud  fellow, 

Of  my  bottle  thou  shalt  see, 
Untill  thy  valour  here  be  tried, 
Whether  thou  wilt  fight  or  flee.' 

7  '  What  shall  we  fight  for  ?  '  cries  bold  Robin 

Hood; 

'  Come  tell  it  soon  to  me  ; 
Here  is  twenty  pounds  in  good  red  gold ; 
Win  it,  and  take  it  thee.' 

8  The  Shepherd  stood  all  in  a  maze, 

And  knew  not  what  to  say  : 
1 1  have  no  money,  thou  proud  fellow, 
But  bag  and  bottle  1  'le  lay.' 

9  '  I  am  content,  thou  shepherd-swain, 

Fling  them  down  on  the  ground ; 
But  it  will  breed  thee  mickle  pain, 
To  win  my  twenty  pound.' 

10  '  Come  draw  thy  sword,  thou  proud  fellow, 

Thou  stands  too  long  to  prate  ; 
This  hook  of  mine  shall  let  thee  know 
A  coward  I  do  hate.' 

11  So  they  fell  to  it,  full  hardy  and  sore  ; 

It  was  on  a  summers  day  ; 
From  ten  till  four  in  the  afternoon 
The  Shepherd  held  him  play. 

12  Robins  buckler  proved  his  chief  defence, 

And  saved  him  many  a  bang, 
For  every  blow  the  Shepherd  gave 
Made  Robins  sword  cry  twang. 

13  Many  a  sturdy  blow  the  Shepherd  gave, 

And  that  bold  Robin  found, 


Till  the  blood  ran  trickling  from  his  head  ; 
Then  he  fell  to  the  ground. 

14  '  Arise,  arise,  thou  proud  fellow, 

And  thou  shalt  have  fair  play, 
If  thou  wilt  yield,  before  thou  go, 
That  I  have  won  the  day.' 

15  '  A  boon,  a  boon,'  cried  bold  Robin ; 

'  If  that  a  man  thou  be, 
Then  let  me  take  my  beaugle-horn, 
And  blow  but  blasts  three.' 

16  '  To  blow  three  times  three,'  the  Shepherd  said, 

'  I  will  not  thee  deny ; 

For  if  thou  shouldst  blow  till  to-morrow  morn, 
I  scorn  one  foot  to  fly.' 

17  Then  Robin  set  his  horn  to  his  mouth, 

And  he  blew  with  mickle  main, 
Until  he  espied  Little  John 
Come  tripping  over  the  plain. 

18  '  0  who  is  yonder,  thou  proud  fellow, 

That  comes  down  yonder  hill  ? ' 
'Yonder  is   Little   John,  bold  Robin  Hoods 

man, 
Shall  fight  with  thee  thy  fill.' 

19  '  What  is  the  matter  ?  '  saies  Little  John, 

'  Master,  come  tell  to  me : ' 
'  My  case  is  great,'  saies  Robin  Hood, 
'  For  the  Shepherd  hath  conquered  me.' 

20  '  I  am  glad  of  that,'  cries  Little  John, 

'  Shepherd,  turn  thou  to  me  ; 
For  a  bout  with  thee  I  mean  to  have, 
Either  come  fight  or  flee.' 

21  '  With  all  my  heart,  thou  proud  fellow, 

For  it  never  shall  be  said 
That  a  shepherds  hook  of  thy  sturdy  look 
Will  one  jot  be  dismaid.' 

22  So  they  fell  to  it,  full  hardy  and  sore, 

Striving  for  victory ; 

'  I  will  know,'  saies  John,  '  ere  we  give  ore, 
Whether  thou  wilt  fight  or  flye.' 

23  The  Shepherd  gave  John  a  sturdy  blow, 

With  his  hook  under  the  chin ; 
*  Beshrew  thy  heart,'  said  Little  John, 
'  Thou  basely  dost  begin.' 


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24  '  Nay,  that 's  nothing,'  said  the  Shepherd ; 

'  Either  yield  to  me  the  day, 
Or  I  will  hang  thee  back  and  sides, 
Before  thou  goest  thy  way. 

25  '  What  ?  dost  thou  think,  thou  proud  fellow, 

That  thou  canst  conquer  me  ? 
Nay,  thou  shalt  know,  before  thou  go, 
I  'le  fight  before  I  'le  flee.' 

26  With  that  to  thrash  Little  John  like  mad 

The  Shepherd  he  begun ; 


'  Hold,  hold,'  cryed  bold  Robin  Hood, 
'  And  I  'le  yield  the  wager  won.' 

27  *  With  all  my  heart,'  said  Little  John, 

4  To  that  I  will  agree  ; 
For  he  is  the  flower  of  shepherd-swains, 
The  like  I  never  did  see.' 

28  Thus  have  you  heard  of  Robin  Hood, 

Also  of  Little  John, 

How  a  shepherd-swain  did  conquer  them  ; 
The  like  did  never  none. 


a,  b.  Robin  Hood  and  the  Shepard :  Shewing  how 
Robin  Hood,   Little   John   and   the   Shep- 
heard fought  a  sore  combate. 
Tune  is,  Robin  Hood  and  Queen  Katherine. 

a.  Burden :  a  third  a  down  is  not  printed  after 

the  first  line,  but  is  after  the  last. 
48.  hast  thou.     54.  thy  wo.     72.  Gome. 
204.  Eihter.     262.  Sheherd. 

b.  Burden  :  Down  a  down  a  down  a  down. 
After  91,  214,  With  a,  &c. 

I8,  bold  for  brave.     48.  thou  hast. 

58.  tast.     54.  thee  for  thy. 

71.  bold  wanting.     78.  pound.     102.  standst. 

121.  chiefest.     138.  tickling. 

161.  Then  said  the  Shepherd  to  bold  Robin. 

162.  wanting.     171.  Robin  he. 

188.  Little  wanting.     198.  is  very  bad,  cries. 
261.  Again  the  Shepherd  laid  on  him. 
264.  And  wanting :  I  will.     274.  I  did  never. 
284.  was  never  known. 

o.  Robin  Hood  and  the  Shepheard :  Shewing  how 
Robin  Hood,  Little  John  and  the  Shep- 
heard fought  a  sore  combat. 

The  Shepherd  fought  for  twenty  pound, 

And  Robin  for  bottle  and  bag, 
But  the  Shepheard  stout  gave  them  the  rout 

So  sore  they  could  not  wag. 

The  tune  is  Robin  and  Queen  Katherine. 


London,   Printed  for  John  Andrews,  at  the 
White  Lion,  in  Pie-Corner.     (1660.) 

Burden :  Down  a  down  a  down  a  down. 

I8,  bold  for  brave.     4s.  thou  hast. 

5*.  my  wo.     81.  amaze.     II8.  four  till  ten. 

121.  chiefest.     134.  And  then.     161.  wanting. 

198.  cries  for  saies.     19*.  hath  beaten. 

22s.  ile  know  saith.     22*.  flee.     251.  doest. 

261.  wanting.     262.  began. 

264.  And  wanting :  I  will.     278.  Shepheards. 

27*.  I  did  never. 
d.  Title  as  in  a,  b. 

Printed  for  William  Thackeray,  at  the  Angel 
in  Duck  Lane.     (1689.) 

Burden :  Down  a  down  down. 

I8,  bold  for  brave.     2s.  he  was. 

48.  hast  thou,  as  in  a.     51.  that  for  which. 

5*.  thy  woe,  as  in  a.     61.  Tut  wanting. 

71.  bold  wanting.     7*.  pound.     102.  standest. 

II1.  hard.     121.  chiefest.     153.  beagle. 

161.  Then  said  the  Shepherd  to  bold  Robin. 

162.  To  that  will  I  agree.     164.  flee. 
171.  he  set.     172.  with  might  and  main. 
18s.  Little  wanting.     198.  bad  cries. 
212.  shall  never.     218.  at  thy.     224.  flee. 
248.  thy  for  thee. 

261.  Again  the  Shepherd  laid  on  him. 

262.  began.     268.  Hood  wanting. 

264.  And  wanting :  I  will.     274.  I  did  never. 
284.  The  like  was  never  known. 


168 


136.    ROBIN   HOOD'S  DELIGHT 


136 
ROBIN   HOOD'S   DELIGHT 

(ROBIN  HOOD,  JOHN,  SCARLOCK  AND  THREE  KEEPERS) 

a.  Wood,  401,  leaf  41  b.  c.  Garland  of  1670,  No  16. 

d.  Pepysv  II,  112,  No  99. 


b.  Garland  of  1663,  No  17. 


RITSON,  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II,  116,  from 
a,  with  changes.  Evans,  Old  Ballads,  1777, 
1784,  I,  176. 

Robin  Hood,  Scarlock,  and  John,  walking 
in  Sherwood,  are  charged  to  stand  by  three 
of  King  Henry's  keepers.  There  is  a  fight 
from  eight  till  two  o'clock,  in  which  the  out- 
laws are  at  some  disadvantage.  Robin  asks 
that  he  may  blow  his  horn,  then  he  will  fight 
again.  The  keepers  refuse  ;  he  must  fall  on 
or  yield.  Robin  owns  them  to  be  stout  fel- 
lows ;  he  will  not  fight  it  out  there  with 
swords,  but  at  Nottingham  with  sack.  They 
go  to  Nottingham  accordingly,  and  drink 
themselves  good  friends. 


The  Bold  Pedlar  and  Robin  Hood,  No  132, 
a  late  traditional  copy,  shows  traces  of  st. 
20  of  this  ballad  in  st.  12,  where  the  Pedlar 
says  it  lies  with  him  whether  he  will  tell  his 
name,  and  again  at  the  end,  where  Robin 
Hood,  John,  and  the  Pedlar  drink  friendship 
at  the  tavern.  Robin  Hood's  antagonists  are 
again  foresters  and  keepers  in  the  .Progress  to 
Nottingham,  and  in  Robin  Hood  and  the  Ran- 
ger. There  are  numerous  verbal  agreements 
between  Robin  Hood's  Delight  and  Robin 
Hood  and  the  Shepherd. 

Translated  by  Loere-Veimars,  p.  199. 


1  THERE  is  some  will  talk  of  lords  and  knights, 

Doun  a  doun  a  doun  a  doun 
And  some  of  yeoman  good, 
But  I  will  tell  you  of  Will  Scarlock, 
Little  John  and  Robin  Hood. 

Doun  a  doun  a  doun  a  doun 

2  They  were  outlaws,  as  't  is  well  known, 

And  men  of  a  noble  blood  ; 
And  a  many  a  time  was  their  valour  shown 
In  the  forrest  of  merry  Sheerwood. 

3  Vpon  a  time  it  chanced  so, 

As  Robin  Hood  would  have  it  be, 
They  all  three  would  a  walking  go, 
Some  pastime  for  to  see. 


4  And  as  they  walked  the  forest  along, 

Upon  a  midsummer  day, 
There  was  they  aware  of  three  keepers, 
Clade  all  in  green  aray. 

5  With  brave  long  faucheons  by  their  sides, 

And  forest-bills  in  hand, 
They  calld  aloud  to  those  bold  outlaws, 
And  charged  them  to  stand. 

6  '  Why,  who  are  you,'  cry'd  bold  Robin, 

'  That  speaks  so  boldly  here  ? ' 

'  We  three  belong  to  King  Henry, 

And  are  keepers  of  his  deer.' 

7  '  The  devil  thou  art'!  '  sayes  Robin  Hood 

'  I  am  sure  that  it  is  not  so  ; 


136.     ROBIN   HOOD'S   DELIGHT 


169 


We  be  the  keepers  of  this  forest, 
And  that  you  soon  shall  know. 

8  '  Come,  your  coats  of  green  lay  on  the  ground, 

And  so  will  we  all  three, 
And  take  your  swords  and  bucklers  round, 
And  try  the  victory.' 

9  '  We  be  content,'  the  keepers  said, 

'  We  be  three,  and  you  no  less ; 
Then  why  should  we  be  of  you  afraid, 
And  we  never  did  transgress  ? ' 

10  '  Why,  if  you  be  three  keepers  in  this  forest, 

Then  we  be  three  rangers  good, 
And  we  will  make  you  to  know,  before  you  do 

go, 
You  meet  with  bold  Robin  Hood.' 

11  '  We  be  content,  thou  bold  outlaw, 

Our  valour  here  to  try, 

And  we  will  make  you  know,  before  we  do  go, 
We  will  fight  before  we  will  fly. 

12  '  Then,  come  draw  your  swords,  you  bold  out- 

laws, 

And  no  longer  stand  to  prate, 
But  let  us  try  it  out  with  blows, 
For  cowards  we  do  hate. 

13  '  Here  is  one  of  us  for  Will  Scarlock, 

And  another  for  Little  John, 
And  I  my  self  for  Robin  Hood, 
Because  he  is  stout  and  strong.' 

14  So  they  fell  to  it  full  hard  and  sore  ; 

It  was  on  a  midsummers  day ; 
From  eight  a  clock  till  two  and  past, 
They  all  shewed  gallant  play. 

15  There  Robin,  and  Will,  and  Little  John, 

They  fought  most  manfully, 
Till  all  their  winde  was  spent  and  gone, 
Then  Robin  aloud  did  cry : 


16  '  O  hold,  O  hold,'  cries  bold  Robin, 

'  I  see  you  be  stout  men  ; 
Let  me  blow  one  blast  on  my  bugle-horn, 
Then  I  'le  fight  with  you  again.' 

17  '  That  bargain 's  to  make,  bold  Robin  Hood, 

Therefore  we  it  deny  ; 
Though  a  blast  upon  thy  bugle-horn 
Cannot  make  us  fight  nor  fly. 

18  '  Therefore  fall  on,  or  else  be  gone, 

And  yield  to  us  the  day : 
It  shall  never  be  said  that  we  were  afraid 
Of  thee,  nor  thy  yeomen  gay.' 

19  '  If  that  be  so,'  cries  bold  Robin, 

'  Let  me  but  know  your  names, 
And  in  the  forest  of  merry  Sheerwood 
I  shall  extol  your  fames.' 

20  *  And  with  our  names,'  one  of  them  said, 

'  What  hast  thou  here  to  do  ? 
Except  that  you  will  fight  it  out, 
Our  names  thou  shalt  not  know.' 

21  '  We  will  fight  no  more,'  sayes  bold  Robin, 

'  You  be  men  of  valour  stout ; 
Come  and  go  with  me  to  Nottingham, 
And  there  we  will  fight  it  out. 

22  '  With  a  but  of  sack  we  will  bang  it  out, 

To  see  who  wins  the  day ; 
And  for  the  cost,  make  you  no  doubt 
I  have  gold  and  money  to  pay 

23  '  And  ever  after,  so  long  as  we  live, 

We  all  will  brethren  be  ; 
For  I  love  those  men  with  heart  and  hand 
That  will  fight,  and  never  flee.' 

24  So  away  they  went  to  Nottingham, 

With  sack  to  make  amends ; 
For  three  dayes  space  they  wine  did  chase, 
And  drank  themselves  good  friends. 


a.  Robin  Hood's  Delight,  or,  A  merry  combat 
fought  between  Robin  Hood,  Little  John 
and  Will  Scarelock  and  three  stout  Keepers 
in  Sheerwood  Forrest. 

VOL.  in.  22 


Robin  was  valiant  and  stout,  so  was  Scarelock 

and  John,  in  the  field, 
But  these  keepers  stout  did  give  them  the  rout, 

and  made  them  all  for  to  yield  ; 


170 


137.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  PEDLARS 


But  after  the  battel  ended  was,  bold  Robin  did 

make  them  amends, 
For  claret  and  sack  they  did  not  lack,  so  drank 

themselves  good  friends. 

To  the  time  of  Robin  Hood  and  Quene  Kath- 
erine,  or,  Robin  Hood  and  the  Shepheard. 

London,  Printed  for  John  Andrews,  at  the 

White  Lion,  near  Pye  Corner.     (1660.) 
b,  c.  Title  the  same,  without  the  verses :  Scarlet 
for  Scarelock. 

I3,  b,  yeomen.     I8,  131.  Scarlet. 

21.  it  is.     2*.  And  many. 

48.  was  he :  o,  f orresters  for  keepers. 

51.  side.     52.  C,  forrests  bils. 

5*.  c,  bold  wanting. 

71.  b,  bold   Robin,  Hood  wanting:   c,  said 
Robin  Hood. 

72.  b,  it  wanting :  c,  that  wanting. 


104.  met.     II8.  do  wanting.     II4,  b.  wee  '1. 
161.  c.  thy  hand  cryes.     171.  is. 
198.  o.  in  that.     194.  b.  I  will. 
20s.  thou  wilt.     231.  hereafter, 
d.  Title  as  in  b,  o,  except :  fought  against. 

Printed  for  William  Thackeray,  at  the  Angel 

in  Duck  Lane.     (1689.) 
I1.  There  's.     la.  yeomen.     I8, 131.  Scarlet 
28.  And  many.     48.  f  orresters  for  keepers. 
5*.  bold  wanting.     62.  speak.     71.  said. 
7a.  that  wanting.    78.  the  wanting :  in  for  of. 
81.  Come  wanting.     9a.  you  wanting. 
98.  we  of  you  be.     101.  the  for  three. 
108.  we  '1 :  to  wanting. 
II8.  first  we,  do  wanting.     141.  hardy. 
158.  spend.     168.  with  my  beagle.     171.  is. 
178.  Thy  blast :  beagle. 
18s.  never  shall :  we  are.     208.  thou  wilt. 
231.  hereafter.     238.  these. 


137 

ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  PEDLARS 


Robinhood  and  the  Peddlers,'  the  fourth  ballad  in  a 
MS.  formerly  in  the  possession  of  J.  Payne  Collier, 


now  in  the  British  Museum  ;  previously  printed  in 
Gutch's  Robin  Hood,  II,  351. 


THE  manuscript  in  which  this  ballad  occurs 
contains  a  variety  of  matters,  and,  as  the  best 
authority*  has  declared,  may  in  part  have 
been  written  as  early  as  1650,  but  all  the 
ballads  are  in  a  nineteenth-century  hand,  and 
some  of  them  are  maintained  to  be  forgeries. 
I  see  no  sufficient  reason  for  regarding  this 
particular  piece  as  spurious,  and  therefore, 
though  I  should  be  glad  to  be  rid  of  it,  accept 
it  for  the  present  as  perhaps  a  copy  of  a 
broadside,  or  a  copy  of  a  copy. 

The  story  resembles  that  of  Robin  Hood's 
Delight,  pedlars  taking  the  place  of  keepers ; 
but  Robin  is  reduced  to  an  ignominy  paral- 
leled only  in  the  second  ballad  of  Robin  Hood 


and  the  Beggar.  Robin  Hood,  accompanied 
by  Scarlet  and  John,  bids  three  pedlars  stand. 
They  pay  no  heed,  and  he  sends  an  arrow 
through  the  pack  of  one  of  them.  Hereupon 
they  throw  down  their  packs  and  wait  for 
their  assailants  to  come  up.  Robin's  bow  is 
broken  by  a  blow  from  a  staff  of  one  of  the 
pedlars.  Robin  calls  a  truce  until  he  and  his 
men  can  get  staves.  There  is  then  an  equal 
fight,  the  end  of  which  is  that  Robin  Hood  is 
knocked  senseless  and  left  in  a  swoon,  tended 
by  Scarlet  and  John.  But  before  the  ped- 
lars set  forward,  Kit  o  Thirsks,  the  best  man 
of  the  three,  and  the  one  who  has  fought  with 
Robin,  administers  a  balsam  to  his  fallen  foe, 


*  Mr  E.  Maunde  Thompson,  Keeper  of  the  Manuscripts 
in  the  British  Museum,  in  an  obliging  letter  to  Harvard  Col- 


lege Library,  and  in  The  Academy,  1885,  March  7,  p.  170. 
No  8  C  of  this  collection  is  in  this  manuscript. 


137.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  PEDLARS 


171 


which  he  says  will  heal  his  hurts,  but  which         Thirsk  is  about  twenty  miles  from  York,  in 
operates  unpleasantly.  the  North  Riding. 


1  WILL  you  heare  a  tale  of  Robin  Hood, 

Will  Scarlett,  and  Little  John  ? 
Now  listen  awhile,  it  will  make  you  smile, 
As  before  it  hath  many  done. 

2  They  were  archers  three,  of  hie  degree, 

As  good  as  ever  drewe  bowe ; 
Their  arrowes  were  long  and  their  annes  were 

strong, 
As  most  had  cause  to  knowe. 

3  But  one  sommers  day,  as  they  toke  their  way 

Through  the  forrest  of  greene  Sherwood, 
To  kill  the  kings  deare,  you  shall  presently 

heare 
What  befell  these  archers  good. 

4  They  were  ware  on  the  roade  of  three  peddlers 

with  loade, 

Ff  or  each  had  his  packe, 
Ffull  of  all  wares  for  countrie  faires, 
Trusst  up  upon  his  backe. 

5  A  good  oke  staffe,  a  yard  and  a  halfe, 

Each  one  had  in  his  hande ; 
And  they  were  all  bound  to  Nottingham  towne, 
As  you  shall  understand. 

6  '  Yonder  I  see  bolde  peddlers  three,' 

Said  Robin  to  Scarlett  and  John  ; 
'  We  'le  search  their  packes  upon  their  backes 
Before  that  they  be  gone. 

7  .'  Holla,  good  fellowes  ! '  quod  Robin  Hood, 

'  Whither  is  it  ye  doe  goe  ? 
Now  stay  and  rest,  for  that  is  the  best, 
'T  is  well  ye  should  doe  soe.' 

8  '  Noe  rest  we  neede,  on  our  roade  we  speede, 

Till  to  Nottingham  we  get : ' 
'  Thou  tellst  a  lewde  lye,'  said  Robin,  '  for  I 
Can  see  that  ye  swinke  and  swet.' 

9  The  peddlers  three  crosst  over  the  lee, 

They  did  not  list  to  fight : 
'  I  charge  you  tarrie,'  quod  Robin,  '  for  marry, 
This  is  my  owne  land  by  right. 


10  '  This  is  my  manner  and  this  is  my  parke, 

I  would  have  ye  for  to  knowe  ; 
Ye  are  bolde  outlawes,  I  see  by  cause 
Ye  are  so  prest  to  goe.' 

11  The  peddlers  three  turned  round  to  see 

Who  it  might  be  they  herd  ; 
Then  agen  went  on  as  they  list  to  he  gone, 
And  never  answered  word. 

12  Then  toke  Robin  Hood  an  arrow  so  good, 

Which  he  did  never  lacke, 
And  drew  his  bowe,  and  the  swift  arrowe 
Went  through  the  last  peddlers  packe. 

13  Ffor  him  it  was  well  on  the  packe  it  fell, 

Or  his  life  had  found  an  ende  ; 
And  it  pierst  the  skin  of  his  backe  within, 
Though  the  packe  did  stand  his  frend. 

14  Then  downe  they  flung  their  packes  eche 

one, 

And  stayde  till  Robin  came  : 
Quod  Robin,  I  saide  ye  had  better  stayde ; 
Good  sooth,  ye  were  to  blame. 

15  '  And  who  art  thou  ?  by  S.  Crispin,  I  vowe 

I  'le  quickly  cracke  thy  head  ! ' 
Cried  Robin,  Come  on,  all  three,  or  one ; 
It  is  not  so  soone  done  as  said. 

16  My  name,  by  the  roode,  is  Robin  Hood, 

And  this  is  Scarlett  and  John  ; 
It  is  three  to  three,  ye  may  plainelie  see, 
Soe  now,  brave  fellowes,  laye  on. 

17  The  first  peddlars  blowe  brake  Robins  bowe 

That  he  had  in  his  hand ; 
And  Scarlett  and  John,  they  eche  had  one 
That  they  unneath  could  stand. 

18  'Now    holde    your    handes,'    cride    Robin 

Hood, 

'  Ffor  ye  have  got  oken  staves  ; 

But  tarie  till  wee  can  get  but  three, 

And  a  fig  for  all  your  braves.' 


172 


138.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  ALLEN  A  DALE 


19  Of  the   peddlers  the   first,  his   name   Kit   o 

Thirske, 

Said,  We  are  all  content ; 
Soe   eche   tooke  a  stake  for  his  weapon,  to 

make 
The  peddlers  to  repent. 

20  Soe  to  it  they  fell,  and  their  blowes  did  ring 

well 

Uppon  the  others  backes  ; 
And  gave  the  peddlers  cause  to  wish 
They  had  not  cast  their  packes. 

21  Yet  the  peddlers  three  of  their  blowes  were  so 

free 

That  Robin  began  for  to  rue  ; 
And  Scarlett  and  John  had  such  loade  laide  on 
It  made  the  sunne  looke  blue. 

22  At  last  Kits  oke  caught  Robin  a  stroke 

That  made  his  head  to  sound  ; 
He  staggerd,  and  reelde,  till  he   fell  on  the 

fielde, 
And  the  trees  with  him  went  round. 

23  '  Now  holde  your  handes,'  cride  Little  John, 

And  soe  said  Scarlett  eke  ; 
'  Our  maister  is  slaine,  I  tell  you  plaine, 
He  never  more  will  speake.' 

24  '  Now,  heaven  forefend  he  come  to  that  ende,' 

Said  Kit,  '  I  love  him  well ; 


But  lett  him  learne  to  be  wise  in  turne, 
And  not  with  pore  peddlers  mell.  " 

25  '  In  my  packe,  God  wot,  I  a  balsame  have  got 

That  soone  his  hurts  will  heale  ; ' 

And  into  Robin  Hoods  gaping  mouth 

He  presentlie  powrde  some  deale. 

26  '  Now  fare  ye  well,  tis  best  not  to  tell 

How  ye  three  peddlers  met ; 
Or  if  ye  doe,  prithee  tell  alsoe 

How  they  made  ye  swinke  and  swett.' 

27  Poore  Robin  in  sound  they  left  on  the  ground, 

And  hied  them  to  Nottingham, 
While  Scarlett  and  John  Robin  tended  on, 
Till  at  length  his  senses  came. 

28  Noe  soone  [r],  in  haste,  did  Robin  Hood  taste 

The  balsame  he  had  tane, 
Than  he  gan  to  spewe,  and  up  he  threwe 
The  balsame  all  againe. 

29  And  Scarlett  and  John,  who  were  looking  on 

Their  maister  as  he  did  lie, 
Had  their  faces  besmeard,  both  eies  and  beard, 
Therewith  most  piteously. 

30  Thus  ended  that  fray  ;  soe  beware  alwaye 

How  ye  doe  challenge  foes  ; 
Looke  well  aboute  they  are  not  to  stoute, 
Or  you  may  have  worst  of  the  blowes. 


138 

ROBIN  HOOD  AND  ALLEN  A  DALE 

a.  '  Robin  Hood  and  Allin  of  Dale,'  Douce,  II,  leaf  185.      c.  '  Robin  Hood  and  Allen  a  Dale,'  Douce,  IH,  119  b. 

b.  'Robin  Hood  and  Allin  of  Dale,'  Pepys,  II,  110, 
No  97. 


FEINTED  in  A  Collection  of  Old  Ballads,  garlands  of  1663, 1670 ;  in  a  garland  of  1749, 

1723,  II,  44,  and  Evans's  Old  Ballads,  1777,  the  Aldermary  garland,  R.  Marshall,  and  the 

1784,  I,  126,  after  a  copy  very  near  to  o.     In  Lichfield,  M.  Morgan,  both  not  dated,  No  8 ; 

Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II,  46,  probably  in  the  York  garland,  1811,  No  9.      In  the 

after  Roxburghe  II,  394.     Not  included  in  the  Kinloch  MSS,  V,  183,  there  is  a  copy,  derived 


138.     ROBIN   HOOD  AND   ALLEN  A  DALE 


173 


from  the  broadside,  but  Scotticised,  and  im- 
proved in  the  process. 

A  young  man,  Allen  a  Dale,  whom  Robin 
Hood  has  seen  passing,  one  day  singing  and 
the  next  morning  sighing,  is  stopped  by  Lit- 
tle John  and  the  Miller's  Son,  and  brought 
before  their  master,  who  asks  him  if  he  has 
any  money.  He  has  five  shillings  and  a  ring, 
and  was  to  have  been  married  the  day  before, 
but  his  bride  has  been  given  to  an  old  knight. 
Robin  asks  what  he  will  give  to  get  his  true- 
love.  All  that  he  can  give  is  his  faithful  ser- 
vice. Robin  goes  to  the  church  and  declares 
the  match  not  fit:  the  bride  shall  choose  for 
herself.  He  blows  his  horn,  and  four-and- 
twenty  of  his  men  appear,  the  foremost  of 
whom  is  Allen  a  Dale.  Robin  tells  Allen 
that  he  shall  be  married  on  the  spot.  The 
bishop  says  no  ;  there  must  be  three  askings. 
Robin  puts  the  bishop's  coat  on  Little  John, 
and  Little  John  asks  seven  times.  Robin 
gives  Allen  the  maid,  and  bids  the  man  take 
her  away  that  dare. 


The  ballad,  it  will  be  observed,  is  first  found 
in  broadside  copies  of  the  latter  half  of  the 
seventeenth  century.  The  story  is  told  of 
Scarlock  in  the  life  of  Robin  Hood  in  Sloane 
MS.  780,  7,  fol.  157,  of  the  beginning  of  the 
seventeenth  century ;  Thorns,  Early  Prose 
Romances,  II,  p.  39. 

"Scarlock  he  induced  [to  become  one  of 
his  company]  upon  this  occacion.  One  day 
meting  him  as  he  walked  solitary  and  lyke  to 
a  man  forlorne,  because  a  mayd  to  whom  he 
was  affyanced  was  taken  from  [him]  by  the 
violence  of  her  frends,  and  given  to  another, 
that  was  auld  and  welthy ;  whereupon  Robin, 
understandyng  when  the  maryage-day  should 
be,  came  to  the  church  as  a  beggar,  and  hav- 
ing his  company  not  far  of,  which  came  in  so 
sone  as  they  hard  the  sound  of  his  home,  he 
'  took '  the  bryde  perforce  from  him  that  was 
in  hand  to  have  maryed  her,  and  caused  the 
preist  to  wed  her  and  Scarlocke  togeyther." 

Translated  by  Anastasius  Griin,  p.  146. 


1  COME  listen  to  me,  you  gallants  so  free, 

All  you  that  loves  mirth  for  to  hear, 
And  I  will  you  tell  of  a  bold  outlaw, 
That  lived  in  Nottinghamshire,  (bis.) 

2  As  Robin  Hood  in  the  forrest  stood, 

All  under  the  green-wood  tree, 
There  was  he  ware  of  a  brave  young  man, 
As  fine  as  fine  might  be. 

3  The  youngster  was  clothed  in  scarlet  red, 

In  scarlet  fine  and  gay, 
And  he  did  frisk  it  over  the  plain, 
And  chanted  a  roundelay. 

4  As  Robin  Hood  next  morning  stood, 

Amongst  the  leaves  so  gay, 
There  did  he  espy  the  same  young  man 
Come  drooping  along  the  way. 

5  The  scarlet  he  wore  the  day  before, 

It  was  clean  cast  away ; 
And  every  step  he  fetcht  a  sigh, 
'  Alack  and  a  well  a  day  ! ' 


6  Then  stepped  forth  brave  Little  John, 

And  Nick  the  millers  son, 
Which  made  the  young  man  bend  his  bow, 
When  as  he  see  them  come. 

7  '  Stand  off,  stand  off,'  the  young  man  said, 

'  What  is  your  will  with  me  ?  ' 
'  You  must  come  before  our  master  straight, 
Vnder  yon  green-wood  tree.' 

8  And  when  he  came  bold  Robin  before, 

Robin  askt  him  courteously, 
O  hast  thou  any  money  to  spare 
For  my  merry  men  and  me  ? 

9  '  I  have  no  money,'  the  young  man  said, 

'  But  five  shillings  and  a  ring ; 
And  that  I  have  kept  this  seven  long  years, 
To  have  it  at  my  wedding. 

10  '  Yesterday  I  should  have  married  a  maid, 

But  she  is  now  from  me  tane, 
And  chosen  to  be  an  old  knights  delight, 
Whereby  my  poor  heart  is  slain/ 


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138.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  ALLEN  A  DALE 


11  '  What  is  thy  name  ? '  then  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  Come  tell  me,  without  any  fail : ' 
'  By  the  faith  of  my  body,'  then  said  the  young 

man, 
'  My  name  it  is  Allin  a  Dale.' 

12  '  What  wilt  thou  give  me,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  In  ready  gold  or  fee, 
To  help  thee  to  thy  true-love  again, 
And  deliver  her  unto  thee  ? ' 

13  '  I  have  no  money,'  then  quoth  the  young  man, 

'  No  ready  gold  nor  fee, 
-    But  I  will  swear  upon  a  book 
Thy  true  servant  for  to  be.' 

14  '  How  many  miles  is  it  to  thy  true-love  ? 

Come  tell  me  without  any  guile : ' 
'  By  the  faith  of  my  body,'  then  said  the  young 
man, 

*  It  is  but  five  little  mile.' 

15  Then  Robin  he  hasted  over  the  plain, 

He  did  neither  stint  nor  lin, 
Vntil  he  came  unto  the  church 

Where  Allin  should  keep  his  wedding. 

16  '  What  dost  thou  do  here  ?  '  the  bishop  he  said, 

'  I  prethee  now  tell  to  me : ' 
'  I  am  a  bold  harper,'  quoth  Robin  Hood, 
'  And  the  best  in  the  north  countrey.' 

17  '  0  welcome,  0  welcome,'  the  bishop  he  said, 

'  That  musick  best  pleaseth  me  ; ' 
'  You  shall  have  no  musick,'  quoth  Robin  Hood, 
'  Till  the  bride  and  the  bridegroom  I  see.' 

18  With  that  came  in  a  wealthy  knight, 

Which  was  both  grave  and  old, 
And  after  him  a  finikin  lass, 
Did  shine  like  glistering  gold. 

19  '  This  is  no  fit  match,'  quoth  bold  Robin  Hood, 

*  That  you  do  seem  to  make  here ; 


For  since  we  are  come  unto  the  church, 
The  bride  she  shall  chuse  her  own  dear.' 

20  Then  Robin  Hood  put  his  horn  to  his  mouth, 

And  blew  blasts  two  or  three ; 
When  four  and  twenty  bowmen  bold 
Came  leaping  over  the  lee. 

21  And  when  they  came  into  the  church-yard, 

Marching  all  on  a  row, 
The  first  man  was  Allin  a  Dale, 
To  give  bold  Robin  his  bow. 

22  '  This  is  thy  true-love,'  Robin  he  said, 

'  Young  Allin,  as  I  hear  say ; 
And  you  shall  be  married  at  this  same  time, 
Before  we  depart  away.' 

23  '  That  shall  not  be,'  the  bishop  he  said, 

'  For  thy  word  shall  not  stand ; 
They  shall  be  three  times  askt  in  the  church, 
As  the  law  is  of  our  land.' 

24  Robin  Hood  pulld  off  the  bishops  coat, 

And  put  it  upon  Little  John  ; 
'  By  the  faith  of  my  body,'  then  Robin  said, 
'  This  death  doth  make  thee  a  man.' 

25  When  Little  John  went  into  the  quire, 

The  people  began  for  to  laugh ; 
He  askt  them  seven  times  in  the  church, 
Least  three  times  should  not  be  enough. 

26  'Who  gives  me  this  maid,'  then  said  Little 

John; 

Quoth  Robin,  That  do  I, 
And  he  that  doth  take  her  from  Allin  a  Dale 
Full  dearly  he  shall  her  buy. 

27  And  thus  having  ended  this  merry  wedding, 

The  bride  lookt  as  fresh  as  a  queen, 
And  so  they  returnd  to  the  merry  green  wood, 
Amongst  the  leaves  so  green. 


a.  Robin  Hood  and  Allin  of  Dale :  Or,  a  pleasant 
relation  how  a  young  gentleman  being  in  love 
with  a  young  damsel,  which  was  taken  from 
him  to  be  an  old  knight's  bride,  and  how 
Robin  Hood,  pittying  the  young  mans  case, 
took  her  from  the  old  knight,  when  they 


were  going  to  be  marryed,  and  restored  her 
to  her  own  true  love  again. 

Bold  Robin  Hood  he  did  the  young  man  right, 
And  took  the  damsel  from  the  doteiug  knight. 


139.    ROBIN   HOOD'S   PROGRESS  TO   NOTTINGHAM 


175 


To  a  pleasant  northern  tune,  or,  Robin  Hood 

in  the  green  wood  stood. 
With  allowance.       Printed   for   F.    Cole,   T. 

Vere,    J.  Wright  and  J.  Clarke.     (Coles, 

Vere  and  Wright,  1655-80,  J.  Clarke,  1650- 

82:  Chappell.) 

II4.  Alllin.     181.  wealhty.     228.     man-id. 
b.  Title,  etc.,  as  in  a. 

With  allowance.     Printed  for  Alex.  Milbourn, 

in   Green-Arbor-Court,    in    the    Little-Old- 

Baily.       (Alexander    Melbourne   1670-97  : 

Chappell.) 

I8,  tell  you.     28.  he  was  aware. 
102.  she  was  from  me  tane. 
161.  dost  thou  here.     162.  unto.    18*.  like  the. 
191.  not  a  fit :  qd.     252.  for  wanting. 
261.  then  wanting.     268.  And  wanting. 
271.  having  ende  of.     272.  lookt  like  a. 
C.  Robin  Hood  and  Allen  a  Dale :    Or,  the  man- 


ner of  Robin  Hood's  rescuing  a  young  lady 
from  an  old  knight  to  whom  she  was  going 
to  be  married,  and  restoring  her  to  Allen  a 
Dale,  her  former  love. 

To  the  tune  of  Robin  Hood  in  the  green  wood. 

No  printer.  Sold  in  Bow-Church-Yard,  Lon- 
don. 

I8,  tell  you.     28.  aware.     48.  spy. 

52.  quite  for  clean.     62.  Midge  for  Nick. 

9s.  these  seven.     102.  she  was  from  me  taen. 

II2.  any  wanting.     13*.  for  wanting. 

161.  do  wanting:  then  for  he. 

162.  unto  me.     171.  then  for  he. 
18*.  Who  shone  like  the  glittering. 
191.  not  a  fit.     194.  she  wanting. 
228.  at  the.     248.  Robin  he. 

24*.  This  coat.     251.  to  for  into. 
252.  for  wanting.      261.  me  wanting :  maid, 
says.     272.  bride  she  lookd  like  a. 


139 

ROBIN   HOOD'S   PROGRESS   TO   NOTTINGHAM 

a.  Wood,  402,  leaf  14  b.     b.  Wood,  401,  leaf  37  b.     c.  Garland  of  1663,  No  2.     d.  Garland  of  1670,  No  1. 

e.  Pepys,  II,  104,  No  92. 


THIS  piece  occurs  also  in  the  Roxburghe 
Ballads,  III,  270,  845,  the  Douce,  III,  120, 
was  among  Heber's  ballads  (a  copy  by  W. 
Onley),  and  is  probably  in  all  collections  of 
broadsides. 

a  or  b  was  printed  by  Ritson,  Robin  Hood, 
1795,  II,  12.  A  copy  in  Evans's  Old  Ballads, 
1777, 1784, 1,  96,  is  later,  and  very  like  Douce, 
III,  120. 

When  Robin  Hood  is  but  fifteen  years  of 
age,  he  falls  in  with  fifteen  foresters  who  are 
drinking  together  at  Nottingham.  They  hear 
with  scorn  that  he  intends  to  take  part  in  a 
shooting-match.  He  wagers  with  them  that 
he  will  kill  a  hart  at  a  hundred  rod,  and  does 
this.  They  refuse  to  pay,  and  bid  him  begone 
if  he  would  save  his  sides  from  a  basting. 
Robin  kills  them  all  with  his  bow ;  people 


come  out  from  Nottingham  to  take  him,  but 
get  very  much  hurt.  Robin  goes  to  the  green 
wood  ;  the  townsmen  bury  the  foresters. 

This  is  evidently  a  comparatively  late  bal- 
lad, but  has  not  come  down  to  us  in  its  oldest 
form.  The  story  is  told  to  the  following  effect 
in  the  life  of  Robin  Hood  in  Sloane  MS.  780, 
7,  fol.  157,  written,  as  it  seems,  says  Ritson,  to- 
wards the  end  of  the  sixteenth  century.  Robin 
Hood,  going  into  a  forest  with  a  bow  of  ex- 
traordinary strength,  fell  in  with  some  rangers, 
or  woodmen,  who  gibed  at  him  for  pretending 
to  use  a  bow  such  as  no  man  could  shoot  with. 
Robin  said  that  he  had  two  better,  and  that 
the  one  he  had  with  him  was  only  a  "  birding- 
bow";  nevertheless  he  would  lay  his  head 
against  a  certain  sum  of  money  that  he  would 
kill  a  deer  with  it  at  a  great  distance.  When 


176 


139.     ROBIN   HOOD'S   PROGRESS  TO   NOTTINGHAM 


the  chance  offered,  one  of  the  rangers  sought 
to  disconcert  him  by  reminding  him  that  he 
would  lose  his  head  if  he  missed  his  mark. 
Robin  won  the  wager,  and  gave  every  man 
his  money  back  except  the  one  who  had  tried 
to  fluster  him.  A  quarrel  followed,  which 
ended  with  Robin's  killing  them  all,  and  con- 
sequently betaking  himself  to  life  in  the  woods. 
Thorns,  Early  Prose  Romances,  II,  Robin 
Hood,  37  ff. 

Douce  notes  in  his  copy  of  Ritson's  Robin 


Hood  (Bodleian  Library)  the  second  stanza 
of  this  ballad  as  it  is  cited  in  the  Duke  of 
Newcastle's  play,  '  The  Varietie ' : 

When  Robin  came  to  Nottingham, 

His  dinner  all  for  to  dine, 
There  met  him  fifteen  jolly  foresters, 

Were  drinking  ale  and  wine. 

Gutch's  Robin  Hood,  II,  123. 

Translated  by  A.  Griin,  p.  61 ;  Doenniges, 
p.  170. 


1  ROBIN  HOOD  hee  was  and  a  tall  young  man, 

Derry  deny  down 
And  fifteen  winters  old, 

And  Robin  Hood  he  was  a  proper  young  man, 
Of  courage  stout  and  bold. 
Hey  down  derry  derry  down 

2  Robin  Hood  he  would  and  to  fair  Nottingham, 

With  the  general  for  to  dine ; 
There  was  he  ware  of  fifteen  forresters, 
And  a  drinking  bear,  ale,  and  wine. 

3  '  What  news  ?  What  news  ? '  said  bold  Robin 

Hood; 

'  What  news,  fain  wouldest  thou  know  ? 
Our  king  hath  provided  a  shooting-match : ' 

*  And  I  'm  ready  with  my  bow.' 

4  '  We  hold  it  in  scorn,'  then  said  the  forresters, 

'  That  ever  a  boy  so  young 
Should  bear  a  bow  before  our  king, 
That 's  not  able  to  draw  one  string.' 

5  '  I  'le  hold  you  twenty  marks,'  said  bold  Robin 

Hood, 

'  By  the  leave  of  Our  Lady, 
That  I  'le  hit  a  mark  a  hundred  rod, 
And  I  'le  cause  a  hart  to  dye.' 

6  '  We  '1  hold  you  twenty  mark,'  then  said  the 

forresters, 

*  By  the  leave  of  Our  Lady, 

Thou  hitst  not  the  marke  a  hundred  rod, 
Nor  causest  a  hart  to  dye.' 

7  Robin  Hood  he  bent  up  a  noble  bow, 

And  a  broad  arrow  he  let  flye, 
He  bit  the  mark  a  hundred  rod, 
And  he  caused  a  hart  to  dy. 


8  Some  said  hee  brake  ribs  one  or  two, 

And  some  said  hee  brake  three ; 
The  arrow  within  the  hart  would  not  abide, 
But  it  glanced  in  two  or  three. 

9  The  hart  did  skip,  and  the  hart  did  leap, 

And  the  hart  lay  on  the  ground ; 
'  The  wager  is  mine,'  said  bold  Robin  Hood, 
'  If  't  were  for  a  thousand  pound.' 

10  '  The  wager 's  none  of  thine,'  then  said  the  for- 

resters, 

'Although  thou  beest  in  haste.; 
Take  up  thy  bow,  and  get  thee  hence, 
Lest  wee  thy  sides  do  baste.' 

11  Robin  Hood  hee  took  up  his  noble  bow, 

And  his  broad  arrows  all  amain, 
And  Robin  Hood  he  laught,  and  begun  to  smile, 
As  hee  went  over  the  plain. 

12  Then  Robin  Hood  hee  bent  his  noble  bow, 

And  his  broad  arrows  he  let  flye, 
Till  fourteen  of  these  fifteen  forresters 
Vpon  the  ground  did  lye. 

13  He  that  did  this  quarrel  first  begin 

Went  tripping  over  the  plain ; 
But  Robin  Hood  he  bent  his  noble  bow, 
And  hee  fetcht  him  back  again. 

14  '  You  said  I  was  no  archer,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  But  say  so  now  again ; ' 
With  that  he  sent  another  arrow 
That  split  his  head  in  twain. 

15  '  You  have  found  mee  an  archer,'  saith  Robin 

Hood, 
*  Which  will  make  your  wives  for  to  wring, 


140.     ROBIN   HOOD  RESCUING  THREE   SQUIRES 


177 


And  wish  that  you  had  never  spoke  the  word, 
That  I  could  not  draw  one  string.' 

16  The  people  that  lived  in  fair  Nottingham 

Came  runing  out  amain, 
Supposing  to  have  taken  bold  Robin  Hood, 
With  the  forresters  that  were  slain. 

17  Some  lost  legs,  and  some  lost  arms, 

And  some  did  lose  their  blood, 


But  Robin  Hood  hee  took  up  his  noble  bow, 
And  is  gone  to  the  merry  green  wood. 

18  They  carryed  these  forresters  into  fair  Not- 
tingham, 

As  many  there  did  know ; 
They  digd  them  graves  in  their  church-yard, 
And  they  buried  them  all  a  row. 


a,  b.  Robin  Hoods  Progresse  to  Nottingham, 

Where  hee  met  with  fifteen  forresters,  all  on  a 

row, 
And  hee  desired  of  them  some  news  for  to 

know, 
But  with  crosse   graind  words  they  did   him 

thwart, 
For  which  at  last  hee  made  them  smart. 


To  the  tune  of  Bold  Robin  Hood.  r\Jf 

a.  London,  Printed  for  Fran.  Grove.     And  en- 

tred  according  to  order.     (1620-55  :  Chap- 
pell.) 

b.  London,  Printed  for  F.  Coles,  T.  Vere,  and 

J.  Wright.     (1655-80  :  Chappell.) 
3.  Commonly  punctuated  as  if  spoken  entirely 
by  Robin.     There  would   certainly  be   an 
antecedent  probability  against  three  speeches 
in  one  stanza,  in  an  older  ballad. 
C,  d.  Robin  Hoods  Progress  to  Notingham,  where 


he  slew  fifteen  Forresters.     To  the  tune  of 
Bold  Robin  Hood. 

c.  68.  an.     78.  a  mark.     158.  spake. 

d.  78.  an  hundred.     II8.  began.     128.  of  the. 
142.  say  you  so. 

148.  he  another  arrnw  let  fly.     181.  to  fair. 

e.  Title  as  in  a,  b,  above,  with  these  variations 

in  the  verse  : 

2,  news  to.     3,  And  with.     4,  them  for  to. 
Printed  for  J.  Clarke,  W.  Thackeray,  and  T. 

Passenger.     (1670-82  ?) 
I1,  and  wanting.     21.  would  unto. 
28.  aware.     41.  scorn  said  bold  R.  Hood. 
58.  the  mark  an.     54,  74.  one  hart. 
61.  marks.     68.  That  thou :  an.     73.  an. 
82.  some  say.     88.  in  for  within. 
II2.  all  wanting.     II8.  began. 
14*.  Which  split.     151.  said. 
152.  for  wanting.     158.  wish  you  ne'r  had. 
178.  R.  Hood  he  bent.     188.  yards. 
184.  all  on  a  row. 


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ROBIN   HOOD   RESCUING  THREE   SQUIRES 


A.  Percy  MS.,   p.  5;   Hales  and  Furnivall,   I,   13; 
Jamieson's  Popular  Ballads,  II,  49. 

B.  a.  '  Robin  Hood  rescuing  the  Widow's  Three  Sons 
from  the  Sheriff,  when  going  to  be  executed,'  The 
English  Archer,  York,  N.  Nickson,  n.  d.     b.  The 
English   Archer,   Paisley,  John    Neilson,    1786.     c. 
Adventures  of  ...  Robin  Hood,  Falkirk,  T.  John- 
ston,  1808.     All  in   the    Bodleian  Library,  Douce, 
F.F.  71. 

VOL.  in.  23 


C.  «  Robin  Hood  rescuing  the  Three  Squires  from  Not- 
tingham Gallows.'  a.  Robin  Hood's  Garland,  Lon- 
don, Printed  by  W.  &  C.  Dicey,  n.  d.  b.  R.  H.'s 
Garland,  London,  L.  How,  in  Peticoat  Lane,  n.  d. 
c.  R.  H.'s  Garland,  York,  T.  Wilson  and  R.  Spence, 
n.  d.  d.  R.  H.'s  Garland,  Preston,  W.  Sergent, 
n.  d.  e.  R.  H.'s  Garland,  London,  J.  Marshall  & 
Co.,  n.  d.  f.  R.  H.'s  Garland,  Wolverhampton,  J. 
Smart,  n.  d.  a-d,  Douce,  FF.  71,  f,  Douce,  Add. 
262,  Bodleian  Library. 


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B  is  given  by  Ritson,  Robin  Hood,  1795, 
II,  151,  "  from  the  York  edition  of  Robin 
Hood's  garland ; "  C,  the  same,  II,  216,  from 
an  Aldermary  Churchyard  garland,  and  by 
Evans,  Old  Ballads,  1777,  1784,  I,  215. 

B.  Robin  Hood,  while  on  his  way  to  Not- 
tingham, meets  an  old  woman  who  is  weep- 
ing for  three  squires  condemned  to  die  that 
day,  not  for  recognized  crimes,  but  for  killing 
the  king's  deer.  These  seem  to  be  his  own 
men :  st.  6.  Pursuing  his  way,  he  meets  an 
old  "  palmer,"  really  a  beggar,  who  confirms 
the  bad  news.  He  changes  clothes  with  the 
palmer  (who  at  first  thinks  the  proposal  a 
mock),  and  at  Nottingham  comes  upon  the 
sheriff,  and  asks  what  he  will  give  an  old  fel- 
low to  be  his  hangman.  The  sheriff  offers 
suits  and  pence ;  Robin  says,  hangmen  be 
cursed,  he  will  never  take  to  that  business. 
He  has  a  horn  in  his  pocket  which  would 
blow  the  sheriff  little  good ;  the  sheriff  bids 
him  blow  his  fill.  The  first  blast  brings  a 
hundred  and  fifty  of  Robin's  men ;  the  sec- 
ond brings  three  score  more.  They  free  their 
own  men  and  hang  the  sheriff. 

In  C  the  three  squires  are  expressly  said  to 
be  the  woman's  sons ;  *  for  the  palmer  we 
have  a  beggar ;  Robin  asks  it  as  a  boon  that 
he  may  be  hangman,  and  will  have  nothing 
for  his  service  but  three  blasts  on  his  horn, 
'  that  their  souls  to  heaven  may  flee.'  The 
horn  brings  a  hundred  and  ten  men,  and  the 
sheriff  surrenders  the  three  squires. 

In  the  fragment  A,  Robin  changes  clothes 
with  an  old  man,  who  appears  by  stanza  11 
to  be  a  beggar.  His  men  are  with  him  mean- 
while, and  he  orders  them  to  conceal  them- 
selves in  a  wood  until  they  hear  his  horn.  A 
blast  brings  three  hundred  of  them ;  Robin 
casts  off  his  beggar's  gear  and  stands  in  his 
red  velvet  doublet ;  f  his  men  bend  their  bows 
and  beset  the  gallows.  The  sheriff  throws 
up  his  hands  and  begs  for  terms ;  Robin  de- 
mands the  three  squires.  The  sheriff  objects, 
for  they  are  the  king's  felons ;  Robin  will 

*  A  verse  in  the  passage  from  Dray  ton's  Polyolbion, 
Song  xxvi,  cited  by  Ritson,  I,  viii  of  Robin  Hood,  1795, 
may  refer  to  this  version  of  the  ballad:  "The  widow  in 
distress  he  graciously  relievd." 

t  In  st.  2  Robin  is  in  his  proper  Lincoln  green.    He  wears 


have  them,  or  the  sheriff  shall  be  the  first 
man  to  flower  the  tree. 

'  Robin  Hood  and  the  Beggar,'  No  133.  ; 
from  stanza  16,  is  another  version  of  this  bal' 
lad.  Robin  changes  clothes  with  a  beggar, 
after  a  hard  fight  in  which  he  has  had  the 
worse,  goes  to  Nottingham,  and  hears  that 
three  brothers  are  condemned  to  die.  He  hies 
to  the  sheriff  to  plead  for  them  ;  a  gentleman 
at  the  door  tells  him  they  must  be  hanged  for 
deer-stealing  clearly  proved.  At  the  gallows 
Robin  blows  his  horn ;  a  hundred  archers  pre- 
sent themselves,  and  ask  his  will.  He  com' 
mands  them  to  shoot  east  and  west  and  spare 
no  man.  The  sheriff  and  his  men,  all  that 
are  not  laid  low,  fly,  and  the  three  brothers, 
who  have  already  shown  their  quality,  are 
added  to  Robin's  company. 

A  Scottish  version  of  B,  derived  from  the 
English,  is  given  in  an  appendix.  It  occurs 
in  Kinloch  MSS,  V,  288,  and  may  be  as  old 
as  the  York  garland  used  by  Ritson,  or  older. 

Ritson  was  informed  by  his  friend  Edward 
Williams,  the  Welsh  bard,  that  O  and  its 
tune  were  well  known  in  South  Wales  by  the 
name  of  Marchog  Glas,  or  Green  Knight.  As 
to  the  tune,  says  Dr  Riinbault,  it  is  not  to  be 
found  in  the  collections  of  Welsh  airs,  nor 
was  his  friend  John  Parry,  then  representing 
the  Welsh  bards,  able  to  give  any  account  of 
it.  Nothing  further  is  said  by  Rimbault, 
either  way,  of  the  ballad. 

B  6,  in  which  Robin  reminds  the  old  woman 
that  she  had  once  given  him  to  sup  and  dine, 
implicitly  as  a  reason  for  his  exerting  him- 
self in  behalf  of  the  three  squires  (who,  ac- 
cording to  the  title  of  the  ballad,  but  not  the 
text,  are  her  three  sons),  looks  like  a  reminis- 
cence of  st.  9  of  R.  H.  and  the  Bishop,  No  143, 
where  an  old  woman  shows  her  gratitude  to 
Robin  Hood  for  having  given  her  shoes  and  hose, 
and  may  not  originally  have  belonged  here.J 

B  1,  A  91-2,  II3-4,  B  25,  281'2  are  almost  re- 
petitions of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Curtal  Friar, 
A 1,  A  43'4,  123-4,  B  26,  28W4 

scarlet  red  again  in  No.  141,  st.  6  and  in  No  145,  st.  18,  his 
men  being  in  green. 

J  Fricke  has  observed  this,  pp  59,  69,  and  at  p.  58  the 
resemblance  to  Wallace. 


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The  rescue  in  the  ballad  is  introduced  into 
Anthony  Munday's  play  of  The  Downfall  of 
Robert  Earl  of  Huntington,  Act  II,  Scene  2. 
Scarlet  and  Scathlock,  sons  of  Widow  Scarlet, 
are  to  be  hanged.  Friar  Tuck  attends  them 
as  confessor.  Robin  Hood,  disguised  as  an 
old  man,  pretends  that  they  have  killed  his 
son,  and  asks  the  sheriff  that  they  may  be 
delivered  to  him  for  revenge.  The  sheriff 
allows  them  to  be  unbound.  Robin,  for  a 
feigned  reason,  blows  his  horn ;  Little  John 
and  Much  come  in  and  begin  a  fight ;  Friar 
Tuck,  pretending  to  help  the  sheriff,  knocks 
down  his  men ;  the  sheriff  and  his  men  run 
away.  (Dodsley's  Old  Plays,  ed.  Hazlitt, 
VIII,  134-41.) 

Ritson,  Robin  Hood,  1832,  II,  155,  suggests 
that  the  circumstance  of  Robin's  changing 
clothes  with  the  palmer  may  possibly  be 
taken  from  "  the  noble  history  of  Ponthus  of 
Galyce,"  printed  by  Wynkyn  de  Worde,  1511, 
and  cites  this  passage,  which  resembles  the 
narrative  in  B  8,  10,  11 :  "And  as  he  [Pon- 
thus] rode,  he  met  with  a  poore  palmer,  beg- 
gynge  his  brede,  the  whiche  had  his  gowne 
all  to-clouted  and  an  olde  pylled  hatte  :  so 
he  alyght,  and  sayd  to  the  palmer,  frende,  we 
shall  make  a  chaunge  of  all  our  garmentes, 


for  ye  shall  have  my  gowne  and  I  shall  have 
yours  and  your  hatte.  A,  syr,  sayd  the  palmer, 
ye  bourde  you  with  me.  In  good  fayth,  sayd 
Ponthus,  I  do  not ;  so  he  dyspoyled  hym  and 
cladde  hym  with  all  his  rayment,  and  he  put 
vpon  hym  the  poore  mannes  gowne,  his  gyr- 
dell,  his  hosyn,  his  shone,  his  hatte  and  his 
bourden." 

This  noble  history  is  taken  from  one  in 
French  which  is  merely  the  romance  of  Horn 
turned  into  prose,  and  it  is  also  possible  that 
the  passage  in  the  English  ballad  may  be  de- 
rived from  some  version  of  Hind  Horn :  see 
No  17. 

Wallace  changes  clothes  with  a  beggar  in 
'  Gude  Wallace,'  No  157,  F,  G,  where  there  is 
a  general  likeness  to  this  ballad  of  Robin 
Hood.  It  may  be  noted  that  Wulric  the 
Heron,  one  of  the  comrades  of  Hereward,  res- 
cues four  brothers  who  were  about  to  be 
hanged,  killing  some  of  their  common  ene- 
mies: Michel,  Chroniques  Anglo-Normandes, 
II,  51. 

B  is  translated  by  Anastasius  Grim,  p.  135, 
Doenniges,  p.  135,  Knortz  L.  u.  R.  Alteng- 
lands,  No  19;  combined  with  C,  by  Talvj, 
Charakteristik,  p.  489. 


In  faith  thou  shal[t]  haue  mine, 
And  twenty  pound  in  thy  purse, 
To  spend  att  ale  and  wine.' 

2  '  Though  yoMr  clothes  are  of   light  Lincolne 

green, 

And  mine  gray  russett  and  torne, 
Yet  it  doth  not  you  beseeme 
To  doe  an  old  man  scorne.' 

3  *  I  scorne  thee  not,  old  man,'  says  Robin, 

'  By  the  faith  of  my  body  ; 
Doe  of  thy  clothes,  thou  shalt  haue  mine, 
For  it  may  noe  better  bee.' 


*  When  I  looke  on  my  leggs,'  said  Robin, 
'  Then  for  to  laugh  I  list.' 

5  But  Robin  did  on  the  old  mans  shooes, 

And  the  were  clutt  full  cleane ; 
'  Now,  by  my  faith,'  sayes  Litle  lohn, 
'  These  are  good  for  thornes  keene.' 

6  But  Robin  did  on  the  old  mans  cloake, 

And  it  was  torne  in  the  necke  ; 
'  Now,  by  my  faith,'  said  William  Scarlett, 
'  Heere  shold  be  set  a  specke.' 

7  But  Robin  did  on  this  old  mans  hood, 

Itt  gogled  on  his  crowne  ; 
'  When  I  come  into  Nottingham,'  said  Robin, 
'  My  hood  it  will  lightly  downe. 


4  But  Robin  did  on  this  old  mans  hose, 
The  were  torne  in  the  wrist ; 


8  ;  But  yonder  is  an  outwood,'  said  Robin, 
'  An  outwood  all  and  a  shade, 


ISO 


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And  thither  I  reede  you,  my  merrymen  all, 
The  ready  way  to  take. 

9  '  And  when  you  heare  my  litle  home  blow, 
Come  raking  all  on  a  rowte 


10  But  Robin  he  lope,  and  Robin  he  threw, 

He  lope  over  stocke  and  stone ; 
But  those  that  saw  Ro6w  Hood  run 
Said  he  was  a  liner  old  man. 

11  [Then  Robin  set  his]  home  to  his  mowth, 

A  loud  blast  cold  h[e]  blow ; 

Ffull  three  hundred  bold  yeomen 

Came  rakinge  all  on  a  row.   ' 

12  But  Robin  cast  downe  his  baggs  of  bread, 

Soe  did  he  his  staffe  with  a  face, 
And  in  a  doublet  of  red  veluett 
This  yeoman  stood  in  his  place. 

13  '  But  bend  your  bowes,  and  stroke  yowr  strings, 

Set  the  gallow-tree  aboute, 


And  Christs  cursse  on  his  heart,'  said  Robin, 
'  That  spares  the  sheriff e  and  the  sergiant ! ' 

14  When    the    sheriffe    see   gentle   Robin  wold 

shoote, 

He  held  vp  both  his  hands  ; 
Sayes,  Aske,  good  Robin,  and  thou  shalt  haue, 
Whether  it  be  house  or  land. 

15  '  I  will   neither  haue   house   nor   land/   said 

Robin, 

1  Nor  gold,  nor  none  of  thy  ffee, 
But  I  will  haue  those  three  squires 
To  the  greene  fforest  with  me. 

16  '  Now  marry.  Gods  forbott,'  said  the  sheriffe, 

*  That  euer  that  shold  bee ; 
For  why,  they  be  the  kings  ffelons, 

They  are  all  condemned  to  dye.' 

17  '  But  grant  me  my  askinge,'  said  Robin, 

*  Or  by  the  faith  of  my  body 
Thou  shalt  be  the  first  man 

Shall  flower  this  gallow-tree.' 

18  '  But  I  wi[ll  haue  tjhose  three  squires 


B 


a.  The  English  Archer,  Robin  Hood's  Garland,  York, 
N.  Nickson,  n.  d.,  p.  65.  b.  The  English  Archer,  etc.,  Pais- 
ley, John  Neilson,  1786.  c.  Adventures  of  Robin  Hood, 
Falkirk,  T.  Johnston,  1808. 

1  THERE  are  twelve  months  in  all  the  year, 

As  I  hear  many  men  say, 
But  the  merriest  month  in  all  the  year 
Is  the  merry  month  of  May. 

2  Now  Robin  Hood  is  to  Nottingham  gone, 

With  a  link  a  down  and  a  day, 
And  there  he  met  a  silly  old  woman, 
Was  weeping  on  the  way. 

3  '  What  news  ?  what  news,  thou  silly  old  woman  ? 

What  news  hast  thou  for  me  ? ' 
Said  she,  There 's  three  squires  in  Nottingham 

town 
To-day  is  condemned  to  die. 

4  '  0  have  they  parishes  burnt  ? '  he  said, 

'  Or  have  they  ministers  slain  ? 


Or  have  they  robbed  any  virgin, 

Or  with  other  men's  wives  have  lain  ? ' 

5  '  They  have  no  parishes  burnt,  good  sir, 

Nor  yet  have  ministers  slain, 
Nor  have  they  robbed  any  virgin, 

Nor  with  other  men's  wives  have  lain.' 

6  '  0  what  have  they  done  ? '  said  bold  Robin 

Hood, 

'  I  pray  thee  tell  to  me : ' 
'  It 's  for  slaying  of  the  king's  fallow  deer, 
Bearing  their  long  bows  with  thee.' 

7  '  Dost  thou  not  mind,  old  woman,'  he  said, 

'  Since  thou  made  me  sup  and  dine  ? 
By  the  truth  of  my  body,'  quoth  bold  Robin 

Hood, 
'  You  could  not  tell  it  in  better  time.' 

8  Now  Robin  Hood  is  to  Nottingham  gone, 

With  a  link  a  down  and  a  day, 
And  there  he  met  with  a  silly  old  palmer, 
Was  walking  along  the  highway. 


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9  '  What  news  ?  what  news,  thou  silly  old  man  ? 

What  news,  I  do  thee  pray  ?  ' 
Said  he,  Three  squires  in  Nottingham  town 
Are  condemnd  to  die  this  day. 

10  '  Come  change  thy  apparel  with  me,  old  man, 

Come  change  thy  apparel  for  mine ; 
Here  is  forty  shillings  in  good  silver, 
Go  drink  it  in  beer  or  wine.' 

11  '  0  thine  apparel  is  good,'  he  said, 

'  And  mine  is  ragged  and  torn ; 
'  Whereever  you  go,  wherever  you  ride, 
Laugh  neer  an  old  man  to  scorn.' 

12  '  Come  change  thy  apparel  with  me,  old  churl, 

Come  change  thy  apparel  with  mine ; 
Here  are  twenty  pieces  of  good  broad  gold, 
Go  feast  thy  brethren  with  wine.' 

13  Then  he  put  on  the  old  man's  hat, 

It  stood  full  high  on  the  crown : 
1  The  first  bold  bargain  that  I  come  at, 
It  shall  make  thee  come  down.' 

14  Then  he  put  on  the  old  man's  cloak, 

Was  patchd  black,  blew,  and  red  ; 
He  thought  no  shame  all  the  day  long 
To  wear  the  bags  of  bread. 

15  Then  he  put  on  the  old  man's  breeks, 

Was  patchd  from  ballup  to  side  ; 
'  By  the  truth  of  my  body,'  bold  Robin  can  say, 
'  This  man  lovd  little  pride.' 

16  Then  he  put  on  the  old  man's  hose, 

Were  patchd  from  knee  to  wrist ; 
'  By  the  truth  of  my  body,'  said  bold  Robin 

Hood, 
'  I  'd  laugh  if  I  had  any  list.' 

17  Then  he  put  on  the  old  man's  shoes, 

Were  patchd  both  beneath  and  aboon ; 
Then  Robin  Hood  swore  a  solemn  oath, 
It 's  good  habit  that  makes  a  man. 

18  Now  Robin  Hood  is  to  Nottingham  gone, 

With  a  link  a  down  and  a  down, 
And  there  he  met  with  the  proud  sheriff, 
Was  walking  along  the  town. 

19  '  O  save,  0  save,  O  sheriff,'  he  said, 

'  O  save,  and  you  may  see ! 


And  what  will  you  give  to  a  silly  old  man 
To-day  will  your  hangman  be  ?  ' 

20  '  Some  suits,  some  suits,'  the  sheriff  he  said, 

'  Some  suits  I  '11  give  to  thee  ; 
Some  suits,  some  suits,  and  pence  thirteen 
To-day 's  a  hangman's  fee.' 

21  Then  Robin  he  turns  him  round  about, 

And  jumps  from  stock  to  stone ; 
'By  the  truth  of   my  body,'  the  sheriff  he 

said, 
'  That 's  well  jumpt,  thou  nimble  old  man.' 

22  '  I  was  neer  a  hangman  in  all  my  life, 

Nor  yet  intends  to  trade ; 
But  curst  be  he,'  said  bold  Robin, 
'  That  first  a  hangman  was  made. 

23  '  I  've  a  bag  for  meal,  and  a  bag  for  malt, 

And  a  bag  for  barley  and  corn ; 
A  bag  for  bread,  and  a  bag  for  beef, 
And  a  bag  for  my  little  small  horn. 

24  '  I  have  a  horn  in  my  pocket, 

I  got  it  from  Robin  Hood, 
And  still  when  I  set  it  to  my  mouth, 
For  thee  it  blows  little  good.' 

25  '  0  wind  thy  horn,  thou  proud  fellow, 

Of  thee  I  have  no  doubt ; 
I  wish  that  thou  give  such  a  blast 
Till  both  thy  eyes  fall  out.' 

26  The  first  loud  blast  that  he  did  blow, 

He  blew  both  loud  and  shrill ; 
A  hundred  and  fifty  of  Robin  Hood's  men 
Came  riding  over  the  hill. 

27  The  next  loud  blast  that  he  did  give, 

He  blew  both  loud  and  amain, 
And  quickly  sixty  of  Robin  Hood's  men 
Came  shining  over  the  plain. 

28  '  O  who  are  yon,'  the  sheriff  he  said, 

'  Come  tripping  over  the  lee  ? ' 
'  The  're  my  attendants,'  brave  Robin  did  say, 
'  They  '11  pay  a  visit  to  thee.' 

29  They  took  the  gallows  from  the  slack, 

They  set  it  in  the  glen, 
They  hangd  the  proud  sheriff  on  that, 
Releasd  their  own  three  men. 


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Robin  Hood's  Garland,  a.  London,  printed  by  W.  &  C. 
Dicey,  in  St.  Mary  Aldermary  Church  Yard,  Bow  Lane, 
Cheapside,  and  sold  at  the  Warehouse  at  Northampton,  n.  d. : 
p.  74,  No  24.  b.  London,  printed  by  L.  How,  in  Peticoat 
Lane,  n.  d. :  p.  23.  C.  York,  T.  Wilson  and  R.  Spence, 
n.  d. :  p.  27.  d.  Preston,  W.  Sergent,  n.  d. :  p.  62.  e.  Lon- 
don, printed  and  sold  by  J.  Marshall  &  Co.,  Aldermary 
Church  Yard,  Bow  Lane,  n.  d. :  No  24.  f.  Wolverhamp- 
ton,  printed  and  sold  by  J.  Smart,  n.  d. 

1  BOLD  Robin  Hood  ranging  the  forest  all  round, 

The  forest  all  round  ranged  he ; 
O  there  did  he  meet  with  a  gay  lady, 
She  came  weeping  along  the  highway. 

2  '  Why  weep  you,  why  weep  you  ? '  bold  Robin 

he  said, 

'  What,  weep  you  for  gold  or  fee  ? 
Or  do  you  weep  for  your  maidenhead, 
That  is  taken  from  your  body  ? ' 

3  '  I  weep  not  for  gold,'  the  lady  replyed, 

'  Neither  do  I  weep  for  fee ; 
Nor  do  I  weep  for  my  maidenhead, 
That  is  taken  from  my  body.' 

4  '  What  weep  you  for  then  ? '  said  jolly  Robin, 

'  I  prithee  come  tell  unto  me  ; ' 
'  Oh !  I  do  weep  for  my  three  sons, 
For  they  are  all  condemned  to  die.' 

5  '  What  church  have  they  robbed  ? '  said  jolly 

Robin, 

'  Or  parish-priest  have  they  slain  ? 
What  maids  have  they  forced  against  their 

will? 
Or  with  other  men's  wives  have  lain  ? ' 

6  '  No  church  have  they  robbd,'  this  lady  replied, 

'  Nor  parish-priest  have  they  slain ; 
No  maids  have  they  forc'd  against  their  will, 
Nor  with  other  men's  wives  have  lain.' 

7  '  What  have  they  done  then  ?  '  said  jolly  Robin, 

'  Come  tell  me  most  speedily : ' 
'  Oh !  it  is  for  killing  the  king's  fallow  deer, 
And  they  are  all  condemned  to  die.' 

8  'Get  you  home,   get  you  home,'  said  jolly 

Robin, 

'  Get  you  home  most  speedily, 
And  I  will  unto  fair  Nottingham  go, 
For  the  sake  of  the  squires  all  three.' 


9  Then  bold  Robin  Hood  for  Nottingham  goes, 

For  Nottingham  town  goes  he, 
0  there  did  he  meet  with  a  poor  beggar-man, 
He  came  creeping  along  the  highway. 

10  '  What  news,  what  news,  thou  old  beggar-man  ? 

What  news,  come  tell  unto  me  : ' 
*  O  there  is  weeping  and  wailing  in  fair  Not- 
tingham, 
For  the  death  of  the  squires  all  three.' 

11  This  beggar-man  had  a  coat  on  his  back, 

'T  was  neither  green,  yellow,  nor  red ; 
Bold  Robin  Hood  thought  'twas  no  disgrace 
To  be  in  a  beggar-man's  stead. 

12  '  Come,  pull  off  thy  coat,  you  old  beggar-man, 

And  you  shall  put  on  mine ; 
And  forty  good  shillings  I  '11  give  thee  to  boot, 
Besides  brandy,  good  beer,  ale  and  wine.' 

13  Bold  Robin  Hood  then  unto  Nottingham  came, 

Unto  Nottingham  town  came  he ; 
O  there  did  he  meet  with  great  master  sheriff, 
And  likewise  the  squires  all  three. 

14  '  One  boon,  one  boon,'  says  jolly  Robin, 

'  One  boon  I  beg  on  my  knee  ; 
That,  as  for  the  deaths  of  these  three  squires, 
Their  hangman  I  may  be.' 

15  '  Soon  granted,  soon  granted,'  says  great  mas- 

ter sheriff, 

*  Soon  granted  unto  thee ; 
And  you  shall  have  all  their  gay  cloathing, 
Aye,  and  all  their  white  money.' 

16  '  O  I  will  have  none  of  their  gay  cloathing, 

Nor  none  of  their  white  money, 
But  I  '11  have  three  blasts  on  my  bugle-horn, 
That  their  souls  to  heaven  may  flee.' 

17  Then  Robin  Hood  mounted  the  gallows  so  high, 

Where  he  blew  loud  and  shrill, 
Till   an  hundred   and   ten  of   Robin  Hood's 

men 
They  came  marching  all  down  the  green  hill. 

18  '  Whose  men  are  they  all  these  ? '  says  great 

master  sheriff, 

'  Whose  men  are  they  ?  tell  unto  me : ' 
'  0  they  are  mine,  but  none  of  thine, 

And  they  're  come  for  the  squires  all  three.' 


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183 


19  '  0  take  them,  O  take  them,'  says  great  master 

sheriff, 
'  O  take  them  along  with  thee ; 


For  there 's  never  a  man  in  all  Nottingham 
Can  do  the  like  of  thee.' 


A.  1«.  20!. 

52.  Only  one  of  the  i's  is  dotted  in  cliit :  Fur- 

nivall ;  clutt  was  no  doubt  intended. 
6*.  said  wm.     92.  half  a  page  wanting. 
10  follows  12.     II8.  3001 
15",  181.  3.     172.  or  be  me. 

181.  half  a  page  wanting. 

B.  a.  3s.  Knews.     41,  61,  II1,  191-2,  251,  281.  Oh. 

82.  and  a  down  a. 

121.  chur.     151.  Teen.     162.  Where. 

174.  Itts.     24*.  For  me.     281.  are  you. 

b.  Robin  Hood  rescu'd  the  Widow's  three  Sons 

from  the  Sheriff  when  going  to  be  hanged. 

c.  How   Robin   Hood   rescued,  etc.,  ...  to  be 

hanged. 

b,  c.  21.  Hood  wanting.     22.  a  down  down. 
28.  met  with.     24.  along  the  highway. 
3».  to  rne.^  3*.  To-day  are. 
52.  Nor  have  they. 
68.  'T  is  for.     78.  quoth  wanting. 
81.  Robin  he  is.     82.  a  down  down  and.  a  day. 
88.  old  wanting.     91.  silly  palmer. 
102.  with  for  for.     108.  of  for  in. 
104.  beer  and  good  wine. 
121.  churl.     148.  not  for  no. 
144.  the  poor  bags.     151.  Then. 
152.  Were  for  Was.     158.  did  say. 
16s,  17 2.  Were  wanting.     172.  both  wanting. 
17*.  'Tis.     181.  Robin  is  unto. 

182.  a  down  down  and  a  day. 

184.  the  highway.     192.    you  may  you  [may 

you  ?]. 

194.  That  to-day.     204.  day  is. 
212.  stone  to  stone.     221.  never :  in  wanting. 
232.  And  wanting.     241.  a  small  horn  now  in. 
242.  it,  wanting.     244.  For  thee.     254.  fly  out. 
268.  An :  Robin's  men.     278.  Robin's  men. 
281.  are  you.     282.  Comes.     288.  bold  Robin. 
294.  And  released. 

b.  188.  with  wanting.     202.  unto  thee. 
208.  pence  fourteen. 

c.  62.  unto  me.     72.  mad'st.     151.  poor  for  old. 
201.  suits  and  pence  fourteen.     202'3.  wanting. 
211.  turnd.     212.  jumpd.     222.  the  trade. 
248.  I  put.     258.  gave.     292.  let  for  set 


C.  a.  The  Garland  is  not  earlier,  and  probably  not 
much  later,  than  1753,  "  The  Arguments .  .  . 
in  the  .  .  .  affair  of  Eliz.  Canning  .  .  .  robbed 
...  in  Jany,  1753,"  occurring  in  advertise- 
ments printed  therewith. 

161.  ofther. 
b.  54.  have  they.     64.  have  they.     II4.  in  the. 

124.  beside.     16".  buglee.     172.  blew  both. 

188.  are  all.     194.  That  can. 
C.  I1,  ranged.     31.  this  lady.     44.  all  wanting. 

54.  have  they.     68.  they  have.     64.  have  they. 

78.  it's  aU.     74.  they  're.     88.  will  then  to. 

91.  bold  wanting :  to  for  for.     II2.  It  was. 

II2.  or  red.     II8.  it  was.     II4.  in  the. 

121.  thou  old.     128.  give  you.     131.  then  to. 

138.  And  there.     134.  Aye  and. 

142.  upon  my.     14s.  the  three. 

151.  great  wanting. 

152.  Soon  grant  it  I  will  unto  thee. 

154.  Aye  wanting.     161.  I  '11.     168.  of  my. 
17a.  blew  both.     17*.  They  wanting. 
188.  are  all.     194.  That  can. 

d.  I8,  he  did.     32.  I  wanting.     62.  No. 

72.  Come  tell  unto  me  speedily.     88.  will  for. 

10s.  there  's :  fair  wanting.     II4.  in  the. 

121.  thou  old.     12 2.  thou  shalt. 

151.  great  wanting.     17 1.  When. 

178.  Hood's  wanting. 

174.  They  wanting :  all  wanting. 

181.  all  wanting :  great  wanting. 

184.  And  are.     198.  in  fair. 

e.  54.  have  they.     64.  have  they. 

10s.  there  's :  fair  wanting.     II4.  in  the. 

121.  thou  old.     122.  thou  shalt.     14«.  death. 

151.  great  wanting.     171.  When. 

174.  They  wanting :  all  wanting. 

181.  are  they :  great  wanting.     182.  come  tell. 

184.  And  are.     198.  in  fair. 

f.  54.  have  they.     64.  have  they.     74.  they  're. 
108.  there 's :  fair  wanting.     II4.  in  the. 
121.  thou  old.     122.  thou  shalt.     148.  death. 
151.  great  wanting.     171.  When. 

174.  They  wanting :  all  wanting. 

IS1,  are  they:  great  wanting.     18s.  come  tell. 

184.  And  are  come.     198.  in  fair. 


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APPENDIX 


ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  SHERIFF 
Kinloch  MSS,  V,  288,  in  Kinloch's  handwriting. 

1  ROBIN  HOOD  's  to  Nottinghame  gane, 

Wi  a  linkie  down  and  a  day, 
And  there  he  met  wi  an  auld  woman, 
Coming  weeping  alang  the  highway. 

2  '  Weep  ye  for  any  of  my  gold,  auld  woman? 

Or  weep  ye  for  my  fee  ? 
Or  weep  ye  for  any  warld's  gear 
This  day  I  can  grant  to  thee  ?  ' 

3  '  I  weep  not  for  your  gold,  kind  sir, 

I  weep  not  for  your  fee ; 
But  I  weep  for  my  three  braw  sons, 
This  day  condemned  to  die.' 

4  '  O  have  they  parishes  burned  ?  '  he  said, 

'  Or  have  they  ministers  slain  ? 
Or  have  they  forced  maidens  against  their  will  ? 
Or  wi  other  men's  wives  hae  they  lain?  ' 

5  '  They  have  not  parishes  burned,  kind  sir, 

They  have  not  ministers  slain  ; 
They  neer  forced  a  maid  against  her  will, 
Nor  wi  no  man's  wife  hae  they  lain.' 

6  '  O  what  hae  they  done  then  ?  '  quo  Robin  Hood, 

'  I  pray  thee  tell  unto  me  : ' 
'  O  they  killed  the  king's  fallow  deer, 
And  this  day  are  condemned  to  die.' 

7  '  O  have  you  mind,  old  mother,'  he  said, 

*  Since  you  made  my  merry  men  to  dine  ? 
And  for  to  repay  it  back  unto  thee 
Is  come  in  a  very  good  time.' 

8  Sae  Robin  Hood  's  to  Nottinghame  gane, 

With  a  linkie  down  and  a  day, 
And  there  he  met  an  old  beggar  man, 
Coming  creeping  along  the  high  way. 

9  '  What  news,  what  news,  old  father?  '  he  said, 

'  What  news  hast  thou  for  me?  ' 
'  There  's  three  merry  men,'  quo  the  poor  auld  man, 
'  This  day  condemned  to  die.' 

10  'Will  you  change  your  apparel  wi  me,  old  father? 

Will  you  change  your  apparel  for  mine  ? 
And  twenty  broad  shillings  I  '11  gie  ye  to  the  boot, 
To  drink  gude  beer  or  wine.' 


1 1  '  Thine  is  of  the  scarlet 

And  mine  is  baith  ragged  and  torn ; 
Sae  never  let  a  young  supple  youth 
Laugh  a  gude  auld  man  to  scorn.' 

12  '  Change  your  apparel  wi  me,  old  churl, 

And  quickly  change  it  for  mine, 
And  thirty  broad  shillings  I  '11  gie  to  the  boot, 
To  drink  gude  beer  or  wine.' 

13  When  Robin  put  on  the  auld  man's  hat, 

It  was  weary  high  in  the  crown  ; 
'  By  the  hand  of  my  body,'  quo  Robin  Hood, 
'  I  am  lang  whan  I  loot  down.' 

14  Whan  Robin  put  on  the  auld  man's  cloak, 

There  was  mony  a  pock  therein  ; 
A  pock  for  meal,  and  a  pock  for  maut, 

And  a  pock  for  groats  and  corn, 
And  a  little  wee  pockie  that  hung  by  his  side 

That  he  put  in  his  bugle-horn. 

15  Sae  Robin  Hood  's  [to]  Nottinghame  gane, 

Wi  a  linkie  down  and  a  day, 
And  there  he  met  wi  the  high  sheriff, 
Coming  riding  alang  the  high  way. 

16  'O  save  you,  O  save  you,  high  sheriff,'  he 

said, 

'  And  weel  saved  mote  you  be  ! 
And  what  will  you  gie  to  the  silly  auld  man 
Your  hangman  for  to  be  ?  ' 

17  '  Thirteen  pence,'  the  sheriff  replied, 

'  That  is  the  hangman's  fee, 
But  an  the  claiths  of  the  three  young  men 
This  day  condemned  to  die.' 

18  '  I  never  hanged  a  man  in  a'  my  life, 

And  intend  not  to  begin  ; 
But  ever  I  hang  a  man  in  my  life, 
High  sheriff,  thou  's  be  the  ane. 

19  '  But  I  have  a  horn  in  my  pocket, 

I  gat  it  frae  Robin  Hood, 
And  gif  I  tak  out  my  little  horn, 
For  thee  it  will  no  blaw  gude.' 

20  '  Blaw,  blaw,  bauld  beggar,'  he  said, 

'  Blaw,  and  fear  nae  doubt ; 
I  wish  you  may  gie  sic  a  blast 
Till  your  eyne  loup  out.' 

21  Then  Robin  he  gave  a  skip, 

And  he  skipped  frae  a  stick  till  a  stane ; 
'  By  the  hand  of  my  body,'  quo  the  high  sheriff, 
'  You  are  a  supple  auld  man.' 


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22  Then  Robin  set  his  horn  to  his  mouth, 

And  he  blew  baith  loud  and  shrill, 
Till  sixty- four  of  bold  Robin's  men 
Cam  marching  down  the  green  hill. 

23  '  What  men  are  these,'  quo  the  high  sheriff, 

'  That  comes  sae  merrily?  ' 
'  They  are  my  men,'  quo  Robin  Hood, 
'  And  they  '11  pay  a  visit  to  thee.' 


24  They  tack  the  gallows  out  of  the  glen, 

And  they  set  it  in  a  slap  ; 
They  hanged  the  sheriff  upon  it, 
And  his  best  men  at  his  back. 

25  They  took  the  gallows  out  o  the  slap, 

And  they  set  [it]  back  in  the  glen, 
And  they  hanged  the  sheriff  upon  it, 
Let  the  three  young  men  gae  hame. 


141 

ROBIN  HOOD  RESCUING  WILL  STUTLY 


a.  Wood,  401,  leaf  35  b. 

b.  Garland  of  1663,  No  7. 


c.  Garland  of  1670,  No  6. 

d.  Pepys,  n,  106,  No  93. 


THIS  ballad  probably  occurs  in  all  the 
larger  collections  of  broadsides.  It  was  given 
in  Old  Ballads,  1723,  I,  90.  a  is  printed  by 
Ritson,  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II,  102.  Evans, 
Old  Ballads,  1777,  1784,  I,  164,  follows  an 
Aldermary  copy. 

Robin  Hood  learns  that  Will  Stutly  has 
been  captured  and  is  to  be  hanged  the  next 
day.  Robin  and  his  men  go  to  the  rescue, 
and  ask  information  of  a  palmer  who  is  stand- 
ing under  the  wall  of  the  castle  in  which 
Stutly  is  confined ;  the  palmer  confirms  the 
news.  Stutly  is  brought  out  by  the  sheriff, 
of  whom  he  asks  to  have  a  sword  and  die  in 
fight,  not  on  the  tree.  This  refused,  he  asks 


only  to  have  his  hands  loosed.  The  sheriff 
again  refuses ;  he  shall  die  on  the  gallows. 
Little  John  comes  out  from  behind  a  bush, 
cuts  Stutly's  bonds,  and  gives  him  a  sword 
twitched  by  John  from  one  of  the  sheriffs 
men.  An  arrow  shot  by  Robin  Hood  puts 
the  sheriff  to  flight,  and  his  men  follow. 
Stutly  rejoices  that  he  may  go  back  to  the 
woods. 

This  is  a  ballad  made  for  print,  with  little 
of  the  traditional  in  the  matter  and  nothing 
in  the  style.  It  may  be  considered  as  an 
imitation  of  The  Rescue  of  the  Three  Squires, 
whence  the  ambush  in  st.  9  and  the  palmer 
4  fair '  in  10. 


1  WHEN  Eobin  Hood  in  the  green-wood  livd, 

Derry  deny  down 
Vnder  the  green-wood  tree, 
Tidings  there  came  to  him  with  speed, 
Tidings  for  certainty, 

Hey  down  deny  derry  down 

2  That  Will  Stutly  surprized  was, 

And  eke  in  prison  lay ; 
Three  varlets  that  the  sheriff  had  hired 

Did  likely  him  betray. 
VOL.  ni.  24 


3  I,  and  to-morrow  hanged  must  be, 

To-morrow  as  soon  as  it  is  day  ; 
But  before  they  could  this  victory  get, 
Two  of  them  did  Stutly  slay. 

4  When  Robin  Hood  he  heard  this  news, 

Lord  !  he  was  grieved  sore, 
I,  and  unto  his  merry  men  [said], 
Who  altogether  swore, 


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5  That  Will  Stutly  should  rescued  be, 

And  be  brought  safe  again ; 
Or  else  should  many  a  gallant  wight 
For  his  sake  there  be  slain. 

6  He  cloathed  himself  in  scarlet  then, 

His  men  were  all  in  green  ; 
A  finer  show,  throughout  the  world, 
In  no  place  could  be  seen. 

7  Good  lord  !  it  was  a  gallant  sight 

To  see  them  all  on  a  row ; 
"With  every  man  a  good  broad  sword, 
And  eke  a  good  yew  bow. 

8  Forth  of  the  green  wood  are  they  gone, 

Yea,  all  couragiously, 
Resolving  to  bring  Stutly  home, 
Or  every  man  to  die. 

9  And  when  they  came  the  castle  neer 

Whereas  Will  Stutly  lay, 
'  I  hold  it  good,'  saith  Robin  Hood, 
'  Wee  here  in  ambush  stay, 

10  '  And  send  one  forth  some  news  to  hear, 

To  yonder  palmer  fair, 
That  stands  under  the  castle-wall ; 
Some  news  he  may  declare.' 

11  With  that  steps  forth  a  brave  young  man, 

Which  was  of  courage  bold  ; 
Thus  hee  did  say  to  the  old  man  : 
I  pray  thee,  palmer  old, 

12  Tell  me,  if  that  thou  rightly  ken, 

When  must  Will  Stutly  die, 

Who  is  one  of  bold  Robins  men, 

And  here  doth  prisoner  lie  ? 

13  '  Alack,  alass,'  the  palmer  said, 

1  And  for  ever  wo  is  me  ! 
Will  Stutly  hanged  must  be  this  day, 
On  yonder  gallows-tree. 

14  '  O  had  his  noble  master  known, 

Hee  would  some  succour  send  ; 
A  few  of  his  bold  yeomandree 
Full  soon  would  fetch  him  hence.' 

15  '  I,  that  is  true,'  the  young  man  said ; 

'  I,  that  is  true,'  said  hee  ; 


'  Or,  if  they  were  neer  to  this  place, 
They  soon  would  set  him  free. 

16  '  But  fare  thou  well,  thou  good  old  man, 

Farewell,  and  thanks  to  thee  ; 
If  Stutly  hanged  be  this  day, 
Revengd  his  death  will  be.' 

17  He  was  no  sooner  from  the  palmer  gone, 

But  the  gates  was  opened  wide, 
And  out  of  the  castle  Will  Stutly  came, 
Guarded  on  every  side. 

18  When  hee  was  forth  from  the  castle  come, 

And  saw  no  help  was  nigh, 
Thus  he  did  say  unto  the  sheriff, 
Thus  he  said  gallantly : 

19  Now  seeing  that  I  needs  must  die, 

Grant  me  one  boon,  says  he ; 
For  my  noble  master  nere  had  man 
That  yet  was  hangd  on  the  tree. 

20  Give  me  a  sword  all  in  my  hand, 

And  let  mee  be  unbound, 
And  with  thee  and  thy  men  I  'le  fight, 
Vntill  I  lie  dead  on  the  ground. 

21  But  his  desire  he  would  not  grant, 

His  wishes  were  in  vain  ; 
For  the  sheriff  had  sworn  he  hanged  should  be5 
And  not  by  the  sword  be  slain. 

22  '  Do  but  unbind  my  hands,'  he  sales, 

'  I  will  no  weapons  crave, 
And  if  I  hanged  be  this  day, 
Damnation  let  me  have.' 

23  '  O  no,  0  no,'  the  sheriff  he  said, 

'  Thou  shalt  on  the  gallows  die, 
I,  and  so  shall  thy  master  too, 
If  ever  in  me  it  lie.' 

24  *  O  dastard  coward ! '  Stutly  cries, 

'  Thou  fauit-heart  pesant  slave  ! 
If  ever  my  master  do  thee  meet, 
Thou  shalt  thy  paiment  have. 

25  '  My  noble  master  thee  doth  scorn, 

And  all  thy  cowardly  crew ; 
Such  siUy  imps  unable  are 
Bold  Robin  to  subdue.' 


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26  But  when  he  was  to  the  gallows  come, 

And  ready  to  bid  adiew, 
Out  of  a  bush  leaps  Little  John, 
And  steps  Will  Stutly  to. 

27  '  I  pray  thee,  Will,  before  thou  die, 

Of  thy  dear  friends  take  leave  ; 

I  needs  must  borrow  him  a  while, 

How  say  you,  master  sheriff  ?  ' 

28  '  Now,  as  I  live,'  the  sheriff  he  said, 

1  That  varlet  will  I  know ; 
Some  sturdy  rebell  is  that  same, 
Therefore  let  him  not  go.' 

29  With  that  Little  John  so  hastily 

Away  cut  Stutly's  bands, 
And  from  one  of  the  sheriff  his  men, 
A  sword  twicht  from  his  hands. 

30  '  Here,  Will,  here,  take  thou  this  same, 

Thou  canst  it  better  sway ; 
And  here  defend  thy  self  a  while, 
For  aid  will  come  straight  way.' 

31  And  there  they  tiirnd  them  back  to  back, 

In  the  middle  of  them  that  day, 
Till  Robin  Hood  approached  neer, 
With  many  an  archer  gay. 

32  With  that  an  arrow  by  them  flew, 

I  wist  from  Robin  Hood  ; 


'  Make  haste,  make  haste,'  the  sheriff  he  said, 
'  Make  haste,  for  it  is  good.' 

33  The  sheriff  is  gone  ;  his  doughty  men 

Thought  it  no  boot  to  stay, 
But,  as  their  master  had  them  taught, 
They  run  full  fast  away. 

34  « O  stay,  O  stay,'  Will  Stutly  said, 

'  Take  leave  ere  you  depart ; 
You  nere  will  catch  bold  Robin  Hood 
Vnless  you  dare  him  meet.' 

35  «  O  ill  betide  you,'  quoth  Robin  Hood, 

'  That  you  so  soon  are  gone  ; 
My  sword  may  in  the  scabbord  rest, 
For  here  our  work  is  done.' 

36  '  I  little  thought  when  I  came  here, 

When  I  came  to  this  place, 
For  to  have  met  with  Little  John, 
Or  seen  my  masters  face.' 

37  Thus  Stutly  was  at  liberty  set, 

And  safe  brought  from  his  foe ; 
1 0  thanks,  O  thanks  to  my  master, 
Since  here  it  was  not  so.' 

38  'And  once  again,  my  fellows, 

We  shall  in  the  green  woods  meet, 
Where  we  will  make  our  bow-strings  twang, 
Musick  for  us  most  sweet.' 


a.  Robin  Hood  his  rescuing  Will  Stutly  from  the 

sheriff   and  his  men,  who  had  taken  him 
prisoner,  and  was  going  to  hang  him. 
,  To  the  tune  of  Robin  Hood  and  Queen  Kathe- 
.  rine. 

London,  Printed  for  F.  Grove,  on  Snow-hill. 
Entred  according  to  order.  (1620-55 : 
Chappell.) 

251.  thou  dost.     264.  too.     292.  Stutli's. 
331.  doubtless. 

b.  Title  as  in  a,  except  rescuing  of :  were  going. 
48.  said  wanting.     68.  in  all  the. 

II1.  steps  out.     131.  Alas,  alas. 

134.  yonders  gallow.     142.  would  soon. 

164.  shall  be.     194.  the  wanting. 

251.  thou  dost.     264.  too. 

281.  he  wanting.     331.  doubtless. 

c.  Title  as  in  a,  except  were  going. 
I4.  Tiding  for  certainly.     34.  stay. 


48.  men  said.     131.  Alass,  alass. 
172.  was  wanting.     242.  hearted. 
251.  thee  dost.     264.  too.     292.  Stutli's. 
331.  doubtless.     362.  came  hereto, 
d.  Title  as  in  a. 

Printed  for  J.  Clarke,  W.  Thackeray,  and  T. 

Passenger.     (1670-86  ?) 
I1,  livd  wanting.     32.  as  'tis. 
48.  and  to  :  men  said.     52.  brought  back. 
81.  they  are.     98.  said.     131.  Alas,  alas. 
138.  to  day.     14s.  yeomanry. 
172.  gates  were.     192.  said. 
194.  the  wanting.     211.  But  this. 
218.  swore.     242.  hearted.     251.  thee  doth. 
261.  gone  for  come.     281.  he  wanting. 
291.  And  Little.     298.  sheriffs. 
331.  doubtless.     351.  said  for  quoth. 
362.  came  here. 


188 


142.    LITTLE  JOHN  A  BEGGING 


142 

LITTLE  JOHN  A  BEGGING 


A.  Percy  MS.,  p.  20 ;  Hales  and  Furnivall,  I,  47. 

B.  'Little  John  and  the   Four  Beggers.'     a.  Wood, 


401,  leaf  88  b.  b.  Garland  of  1668,  No  16. 
c.  Garland  of  1670,  No  15.  d.  Pepys,  II,  119, 
No  105. 


B  is  also  in  the  Roxburghe  collection,  III, 
10. 

B  a  is  printed  in  Ritson's  Robin  Hood, 
1795,  II,  128.  Evans,  Old  Ballads,  1777, 
1784,  I,  196  follows  the  Aldermary  garland. 

A.  Little  John,  meaning  to  go  a  begging, 
induces  an  old  mendicant  to  change  clothes 
with  him  and  to  give  him  some  hints  how  to 
conduct  himself.  Thus  prepared  he  attempts 
to  attach  himself  to  three  palmers,  who,  how- 
ever, do  not  covet  his  company.  One  of  the 
palmers  gives  John  a  whack  on  the  head. 
We  may  conjecture,  from  the  course  of  the 
story  in  B,  that  John  serves  them  all  accord- 
ingly, and  takes  from  them  so  much  money 
that,  if  he  had  kept  on  in  this  way,  he  might, 
as  he  says,  have  bought  churches. 

The  beginning  of  A  is  very  like  that  of 


Robin  Hood  rescuing  Three  Squires,  A ;  but 
the  disguise  is  for  a  different  object.  We 
are  reminded  again  of  Hind  Horn,  and  par- 
ticularly of  versions  C,  G,  H,  in  which  the 
beggar,  after  change  of  clothes,  is  asked  for 
instructions. 

B.  John  is  deputed  by  Robin  to  go  a  beg- 
ging, and  asks  to  be  provided  with  staff,  coat, 
and  bags.  He  joins  four  sham  beggars,  one 
of  whom  takes  him  a  knock  on  the  crown. 
John  makes  the  dumb  to  speak  and  the  halt 
to  run,  and  bangs  them  against  the  wall,  then 
gets  from  one's  cloak  three  hundred  pound, 
and  from  another's  bag  three  hundred  and 
three,  which  he  thinks  is  doing  well  enough 
to  warrant  his  return  to  Sherwood. 

B  is  translated  by  Anastasius  Griin,  p.  155. 


Percy  MS.,  p.  20 ;  Hales  and  Furnivall,  1, 47. 
****** 


* 
1  . 


beggar,'  he  sayes, 
'  With  none  such  fellows  as  thee.' 

2  '  I  am  not  in  iest,'  said  Litle  lohn, 

'  I  sweare  all  by  the  roode ; 
Change  with  mee,'  said  Little  lohn, 
'  And  I  will  giue  thee  some  boote.' 

3  But  he  has  gotten  on  this  old  mans  gowne, 

It  reacht  not  to  his  wrist ; 
'  Christ's  curse  on  's  hart,'  said  Litle  lohn, 
'  That  thinkes  my  gowne  amisse.' 


4  But  he  has  gotten  on  this  old  mans  shoes, 

Are  clouted  nine  fold  about ; 
*  Beshrew  his  hart,'  says  Litle  lohn, 
'  That  bryer  or  thorne  does  doubt. 

5  '  Wilt  teach  me  some  phrase  of  thy  begging  ? ' 

says  lohn ; 

'  I  pray  thee,  tell  it  mee, 

How  I  may  be  as  beggar-like 

As  any  in  my  companie.' 

6  '  Thou  must  goe  two  foote  on  a  staffe, 

The  third  vpon  a  tree  ; 
Full  loud  that  them  must  cry  and  fare, 
When  nothing  ayleth  thee.' 

7  But  lohn  he  walket  the  hills  soe  high, 

Soe  did  [he]  the  hills  soe  browne  ; 


142.    LITTLE  JOHN   A  BEGGING 


189 


The  ready  way  that  he  cold  take 
Was  towards  Nottingham  towne. 

8  But  as  he  was  on  the  hills  soe  high, 

He  mett  with  palmers  three  ; 
Sayes,  God  you  saue,  my  brethren  all, 
Now  God  you  saue  and  see ! 

9  This  seuen  yeere  I  haue  you  sought ; 

Before  I  cold  neuer  you  see  ! 
Said  they,  Wee  had  leuer  such  a  cankred  carle 
Were  neuer  in  our  companie. 


10  But  one  of  them  tooke  Litle  lohn  on  his  head, 

The  blood  ran  over  his  eye  ; 
Little  lohn  turned  him  twise  about 


11  <  If  I 

As  I  haue  beene  but  one  day, 
I  shold  haue  purcchased  three  of   the  best 

churches 
That  stands  by  any  highway.' 


a.  Wood,  401,  leaf  33  b.    b.  Garland  of  1663,  No  16. 
C.  Garland  of  1670,  No  15.     d.  Pepys,  II,  119,  No  105. 

1  ALL  you  that  delight  to  spend  some  time 

With  a  hey  down  down  a  down  down 
A  merry  song  for  to  sing, 
Vnto  me  draw  neer,  and  you  shall  hear 
How  Little  John  went  a  begging. 

2  As  Robin  Hood  walked  the  forrest  along, 

And  all  his  yeomandree, 
Sayes  Robin,  Some  of  you  must  a  begging  go, 
And,  Little  John,  it  must  be  thee. 

3  Sayes  John,  If  I  must  a  begging  go, 

I  will  have  a  palmers  weed, 
With  a  staff  and  a  coat,  and  bags  of  all  sort, 
The  better  then  I  shall  speed. 

4  Come,  give  me  now  a  bag  for  my  bread, 

And  another  for  my  cheese, 
And  one  for  a  peny,  when  as  I  get  any, 
That  nothing  I  may  leese. 

5  Now  Little  John  he  is  a  begging  gone, 

Seeking  for  some  relief ; 
But  of  all  the  beggers  he  met  on  the  way, 

Little  John  he  was  the  chief. 

i 

6  But  as  he  was  walking  himself  alone, 

Four  beggers  he  chanced  to  spy, 
Some  deaf,  and  some  blind,  and  some  came 

behind ; 
Says  John,  Here 's  brave  company  ! 

7  '  Good-morrow,'  said  John,  '  my  brethren  dear, 

Good  fortune  I  had  you  to  see  ; 


Which  way  do  you  go  ?  pray  let  me  know, 
For  I  want  some  company. 

8  '  O  what  is  here  to  do  ? '  then  said  Little  John, 

'  Why  rings  all  these  bells  ? '  said  he ; 
'  What  dog  is   a  hanging  ?  come,  let  us  be 

ganging, 
That  we  the  truth  may  see.' 

9  '  Here  is  no  dog  a  hanging,'  then  one  of  them 

said, 

*  Good  fellow,  we  tell  unto  thee  ; 
But  here  is  one  dead  wil  give  us  cheese  and 

bred, 
And  it  may  be  one  single  peny.' 

10  '  We  have  brethren  in  London,'  another  he  said, 

'  So  have  we  in  Coventry, 
In  Barwick  and  Dover,  and  all  the  world  over, 
But  nere  a  crookt  carril  like  thee. 

11  '  Therefore  stand  thee  back,  thou  crooked  carel, 

And  take  that  knock  on  the  crown  ; ' 
*  Nay,'  said  Little  John,  '  I  'le  not  yet  be  gone, 
For  a  bout  will  I  have  with  you  round. 

12  '  Now  have  at  you  all,'  then  said  Little  John, 

'  If  you  be  so  full  of  your  blows  ; 

Fight  on,  all  four,  and  nere  give  ore, 

Whether  you  be  friends  or  foes.' 

13  John  nipped  the  dumb,  and  made  him  to  rore, 

And  the  blind  that  could  not  see, 
And  he  that  a  cripple  had  been  seven  years, 
He  made  him  run  faster  then  he. 

14  And  flinging  them  all  against  the  wall, 

With  many  a  sturdje  bang, 


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142.    LITTLE  JOHN   A  BEGGING 


It  made  John  sing,  to  hear  the  gold  ring, 
Which  against  the  walls  cryed  twang. 

15  Then  he  got  out  of  the  beggers  cloak 

Three  hundred  pound  in  gold  ; 
'  Good  fortune  had  I,'  then  said  Little  John, 
*  Such  a  good  sight  to  behold.' 

16  But  what  found  he  in  a  beggers  bag, 

But  three  hundred  pound  and  three  ? 
'  If  I  drink  water  while  this  doth  last, 
Then  an  ill  death  may  I  dye  ! 

17  '  And  my  begging-trade  I  will  now  give  ore, 

My  fortune  hath  bin  so  good ; 
Therefore  I  'le  not  stay,  but  I  will  away 
To  the  forrest  of  merry  Sherwood.' 

18  And  when  to  the  forrest  of  Sherwood  he  came, 

He  quickly  there  did  see 
His  master  good,  bold  Robin  Hood, 
And  all  his  company. 


19  '  What  news  ?   What  news  ? '  then  said  Robin 

Hood, 

'  Come,  Little  John,  tell  unto  me ; 
How  hast  thou  sped  with  thy  beggers  trade  ? 
For  that  I  fain  would  see.' 

20  '  No  news  but  good,'  then  said  Little  John, 

( With  begging  ful  wel  I  have  sped ; 
Six  hundred  and  three  I  have  here  for  thee, 
In  silver  and  gold  so  red.' 

21  Then  Robin  took  Little  John  by  the  hand, 

And  danced  about  the  oak-tree  : 
'  If  we  drink  water  while  this  doth  last, 
Then  an  il  death  may  we  die !  ' 

22  So  to  conclude  my  merry  new  song, 

All  you  that  delight  it  to  sing, 
'T  is  of  Robin  Hood,  that  archer  good, 
And  how  Little  John  went  a  begging. 


A.  Half  a  page  wanting  at  the  beginning,  and 

after  10*.     32.  his  crest. 
42.  9.    61.  2.     62.  3f.    82,  II8.  3.    91.  7. 
98.  had  neuer.     102.  him  2]. 

B.  a.  Little  John  and  the  Four  Beggers :    A  new 

merry  song  of  Robin  Hood  and  Little  John, 
shewing  how  Little  John  went  a  begging, 
and  how  he  fought  with  Four  Beggers,  and 
what  a  prize  he  got  of  the  Four  Beggers. 

The  tune  is,  Robin  Hood  and  the  Begger. 

Printed  for  William  Gilber[t]son.    (1640-63.) 

13*.  them  for  him.     144.  Whih  again. 

22*.  beggiug. 

b.  Title  as  in  a. 

II2.  on  thy.     11*.  I  will.     12«.  never. 
13*.  made  him.     144.  again. 
208.  Three  hundred. 

c.  Title  as  in  a,  except:  from  these  four  Beg- 


gers.    To  the  tune  of  Robin  Hood  and  the 
Begger. 

Burden :  last  down  wanting. 

88.  a  wanting :  let 's.     92.  I  for  we. 

101.  he  wanting.     128.  never. 

134.  made  him  :  than.     144.  against. 

19*.  I  fain  would  fain.     201.  then  wanting. 

208.  Three  hundred.     222.  it  wanting. 
d.  Title  as  in  a,  except :  Or,  a  new.     To  the 
tune  of  Robin  Hood,  &c. 

Printed  for  J.  Wright,  J.  Clarke,  W.  Thack- 
eray, and  T.  Passenger.     (1670-86  ?) 

I2,  for  wanting.     38.  sorts.     3*.  then  shall  I. 

4s.  as  wanting.     51'4.  he  wanting. 

71.  my  children.     102.  in  the  Country. 

134.  made  run  then.     144.  against. 

161.  in  the.     172.  it  hath.     181.  But  when. 

19'.  with  the.     222.  And  you. 


143.    ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  BISHOP 


191 


143 

ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE   BISHOP 

'Robin  Hood  and  the  Bishop.'  a.  Wood,  401,  leaf      d.  Pepys,  II,  109,  No  96. 

11  b.  e.  Roxburghe,  I,  362,  in  the  Ballad  Societys  reprint, 

b.  Garland  of  1663,  No  5.  II,  448. 

c.  Garland  of  1670,  No  4. 


ALSO  Pepys,  II,  122,  No  107,  by  Alexander 
Milbourne  (1670-97):  Old  Ballads,  1723, 
II,  39. 

a  is  printed  in  Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  1795, 
II,  19.  Evans,  Old  Ballads,  1777,  1784, 
I,  102,  apparently  follows  the  Aldermary 
Churchyard  garland. 

Robin  Hood,  while  ranging  the  forest,  sees 
a  bishop  and  all  his  men  coming,  and,  know- 
ing that  if  he  is  taken  no  mercy  will  be  given 
him,  asks  the  help  of  an  old  woman,  to  whom 
he  makes  himself  known.  The  old  woman 
has  had  a  kindness  from  him,  and  wishes  to 
return  it.  She  consents  to  exchange  her  gray 
coat  and  spindle  for  his  green  mantle  and 
arrows,  and  Robin  makes  for  his  band  in  this 
disguise.  The  bishop  carries  off  the  old 
•woman  on  a  horse,  making  no  doubt  that  he 
has  Robin  in  custody,  but,  as  he  proceeds 
through  the  wood,  sees  a  hundred  bowmen, 
and  asks  his  prisoner  what  this  may  be.  I 
think  it  be  Robin  Hood,  says  the  supposed 
outlaw.  "  And  who  are  you  ?  "  "  Why,  I 
am  an  old  woman."  The  bishop  turns  about, 
but  Robin  stays  him,  ties  him  to  a  tree,  takes 


five  hundred  pound  from  his  portmantle,  and 
then  is  willing  he  should  go.  But  Little  John 
will  not  let  him  off  till  he  has  sung  a  mass  ; 
after  which  the  bishop  is  mounted  on  his 
dapple-gray,  with  his  face  to  the  tail,  and  told 
to  pray  for  Robin  Hood. 

This  ballad  and  the  following  are  varia- 
tions upon  the  theme  of  Robin  Hood  and  the 
Monk,  in  the  Gest.  The  disguise  as  a  woman 
occurs  in  other  outlaw  stories ;  as  in  Eustace 
the  Monk,  Michel,  p.  43.  Also  in  Blind 
Harry's  Wallace,  ed.  Moir,  Book  I,  239,  and 
Book  IV,  764,  pp  9,  72 :  in  the  first  case  Wal- 
lace has  a  rock  and  sits  spinning.  See  also 
the  ballad  of  Gude  Wallace,  further  on. 

We  hear  again  of  the  forced  mass,  st.  23, 
in  Robin  Hood  and  Queen  Katherine,  A  31, 
B  40;  and  of  money  borrowed  against  the 
bishop's  will,  in  A  32  of  the  same.  It  is  the 
Bishop  of  Hereford  who  suffers :  see  the  bal- 
lad which  follows. 

Translated  by  Doenniges,  p.  203 ;  Anasta- 
sius  Griin,  p.  113. 


1  COME,  gentlemen  all,  and  listen  a  while, 

Hey  down  down  an  a  down 
And  a  story  I  'le  to  you  unfold  ; 
I  'le   tell   you   how  Robin  Hood   served  the 

Bishop, 
When  he  robbed  him  of  his  gold. 

2  As  it  fell  out  on  a  sun-shining  day, 

When  Phebus  was  in  his  prime, 

Then  Robin  Hood,  that  archer  good, 

In  mirth  would  spend  some  time. 


3  And  as  he  walkd  the  forrest  along, 

Some  pastime  for  to  spy, 
There  was  he  aware  of  a  proud  bishop, 
And  all  his  company. 

4  '  0  what  shall  I  do  ? '  said  Robin  Hood  then, 

'  If  the  Bishop  he  doth  take  me, 
No  mercy  he  '1  show  unto  me,  I  know, 
But  hanged  I  shall  be.' 


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143.    ROBIN   HOOD  AND   THE   BISHOP 


5  Then  Robin  was  stout,  and  turnd  him  about, 

And  a  little  house  there  he  did  spy ; 
And  to  an  old  wife,  for  to  save  his  life, 
He  loud  began  for  to  cry. 

6  '  Why,  who  art  thou  ? '  said  the  old  woman, 

'  Come  tell  it  to  me  for  good  : ' 
'  I  am  an  out-law,  as  many  do  know, 
My  name  it  is  Robin  Hood. 

7  'And  yonder  's  the  Bishop  and  all  his  men, 

And  if  that  I  taken  be, 
Then  day  and  night  he  1  work  me  spight, 
And  hanged  I  shall  be.' 

8  '  If  thou  be  Robin  Hood,'  said  the  old  wife, 

'  As  thou  dost  seem  to  be, 
I  'le  for  thee  provide,  and  thee  I  will  hide 
From  the  Bishop  and  his  company. 

9  '  For  I  well  remember,  one  Saturday  night 

Thou  bought  me  both  shoos  and  hose ; 
Therefore  I  'le  provide  thy  person  to  hide, 
And  keep  thee  from  thy  foes.' 

10  '  Then  give  me  soon  thy  coat  of  gray, 

And  take  thou  my  mantle  of  green  ; 
Thy  spindle  and  twine  unto  me  resign, 
And  take  thou  my  arrows  so  keen.' 

11  And  when  that  Robin  Hood  was  so  araid, 

He  went  straight  to  his  company  ; 
With  his  spindle  and  twine,  he  oft  lookt  be- 
hind 
For  the  Bishop  and  his  company. 

12  '  O  who  is  yonder,'  quoth  Little  John, 

'  That  now  comes  over  the  lee  ? 
An  arrow  I  will  at  her  let  flie, 
So  like  an  old  witch  looks  she.' 

13  '  O  hold  thy  hand,  hold  thy  hand,'  said  Robin 

then, 

'  And  shoot  not  thy  arrows  so  keen  ; 
I  am  Robin  Hood,  thy  master  good, 
And  quickly  it  shall  be  seen.' 

14  The  Bishop  he  came  to  the  old  womans  house, 

And  he  called  with  furious  mood, 
'  Come  let  me  soon  see,  and  bring  unto  me, 
That  traitor  Robin  Hood.' 


15  The  old  woman  he  set  on  a  milk-white  steed, 

Himselfe  on  a  dapple-gray, 
And  for  joy  he  had  got  Robin  Hood, 
He  went  laughing  all  the  way. 

16  But  as  they  were  riding  the  forrest  along, 

The  Bishop  he  chanc'd  for  to  see 
A  hundred  brave  bow-men  bold 
Stand  under  the  green-wood  tree. 

17  '  0  who  is  yonder,'  the  Bishop  then  said, 

'  That 's  ranging  within  yonder  wood  ? ' 
1  Marry,'  says  the  old  woman, '  I  think  it  to  be 
A  man  calld  Robin  Hood.' 

18  '  Why,  who  art  thou,'  the  Bishop  he  said, 

'  Which  I  have  here  with  me  ? ' 
'Why,  I  am  an  old  woman,  thou  cuckoldly 

bishop ; 
Lift  up  my  leg  and  see.' 

19  '  Then  woe  is  me,'  the  Bishop  he  said, 

'  That  ever  I  saw  this  day ! ' 
He  turnd  him  about,  but  Robin  so  stout 
Calld  him,  and  bid  him  stay. 

20  Then  Robin  took  hold  of  the  Bishops  horse, 

And  ty'd  him  fast  to  a  tree ; 
Then  Little  John  smil'd  his  master  upon, 
For  joy  of  that  company. 

21  Robin  Hood  took  his  mantle  from  's  back, 

And  spread  it  upon  the  ground, 
And  out  of  the  Bishops  portmantle  he 
Soon  told  five  hundred  pound. 

22  *  So  now  let  him  go,'  said  Robin  Hood  ; 

Said  Little  John,  That  may  not  be  ; 
For  I  vow  and  protest   he  shall  sing  us  a 

mass 
Before  that  he  goe  from  me. 

23  Then  Robin  Hood  took  the  Bishop  by  the  hand, 

And  bound  him  fast  to  a  tree, 
And  made  him  sing  a  mass,  God  wot, 
To  him  and  his  yeomandree. 

24  And  then  they  brought  him  through  the  wood, 

And  set  him  on  his  dapple-gray, 
And  gave  the  tail  within  his  hand, 
And  bade  him  for  Robin  Hood  pray. 


144.    ROBIN    HOOD  AND  THE  BISHOP   OF  HEREFORD 


193 


a.  Robin  Hood  and  the  Bishop :    Shewing  how 

Robin  Hood  went  to  an  old  womans  house 
and  changed  cloaths  with  her,  to  scape 
from  the  Bishop ;  and  how  he  robbed  the 
Bishop  of  all  his  gold,  and  made  him  sing 
a  mass.  To  the  tune  of  Robin  Hood  and 
the  Stranger. 

London,  Printed  for  F.  Grove  on  Snow-Hill. 
(1620-55.) 

Burden :  sometimes  With  a  hey,  etc. ;  With 
hey,  etc. 

22.  her  for  his :  cf.  b,  c. 

82.  doth  :  cf.  b,  c,  d,  e.     91.  on  for  one :  cf.  e. 

162.  chance. 

b.  Title  as  in  a.     Burden :  with  the  same  varia- 

tions as  in  a. 

22.  in  his.     54.  for  wanting.     81.  then  said. 
82.  dost.     91.  on.     148.  soon  wanting. 
162.  chanc'd.     171.  then  wanting. 
172.  yonders.     18s.  cuckoldy.     191.  to  me. 
198.  Robin  Hood. 

c.  Title  as  in  a.     Burden :  always  With  a  hey, 

etc. 

22.  in  his.     44.  wanting.     53'4.  for  wanting. 
82.  dost.     91.  on.     161.  long.     162.  chanced. 
171.  he  said.     188.  cuckoldy.     191.  to  me. 
198.  Robin  Hood.     244.  bid. 

d.  Title  as  in  a,  except,  escape :  robbed  him  : 

sing  mass. 
Burden :  With  a  hey  down  down  and  a  down. 


21.  of  a.     22.  in  her. 

28.  That  for  Then.    44.  shall  I. 
54.  for  wanting.     78.  my  for  me. 

81.  old  woman.     82.  dost. 

91.  well  wanting :  on. 

II1.  that  wanting  :  thus  for  so. 
131.  Robin  Hood.     162.  chanc'd. 
188.  am  a  woman  :  cuckoldy. 
198.  Robin  Hood.     204.  of  his. 
221.  So  wanting.    231.  by'th. 
241.  And  when, 
e.  Title  as  in  a,  except,  escape :  robbed  him ;  sing 

mass. 
London,  Printed  by  and  for  W.  O[nley],  etc. 

(1650-1702.) 

Burden :  With  a  hey  down  down  an  a  down. 
I2,  to  you  I  '11.     I8,  to  you.     21.  of  a. 

22.  in  her.     28.  Bold  Robin  Hood. 

3s.  he  wanting.  (?)     41.  saith.     44.  shall  I. 

52.  did  he.     58.  for  wanting. 

5*.  aloud  began  to.     78.  my  for  me. 

74.  shall  I.     81.  then  said  the  old  woman. 

82.  dost.     91.  well  wanting :  one. 

92.  brought.     102.  the  for  my. 

II1.  thus /or  so.     II8.  and  wanting. 
12*.  at  her  I  will.     131.  saith. 
162.  chanc'd.     174.  A  wanting. 
188.  am  a  woman.     198.  Robin  Hood. 


194.  to  him. 
231.  by  th'. 


204.  of  this.     221.  So  wanting. 


144 

ROBIN   HOOD  AND   THE  BISHOP  OF  HEREFORD 


A.  a.  Robin  Hood's  Garland,  London,  J.  Marshall  & 
Co.,  Aldermary  Churchyard,  No  23.  b.  '  Robin 
Hood  and  the  Bishop  of  Hereford,'  Douce  Ballads, 
HI,  123  b,  London,  C.  Sheppard,  1791.  c.  Chap- 
pell's  Popular  Music  of  the  Olden  Time,  p.  395,  from 


a  broadside  printed  for  Daniel  Wright,  next  the 
Sun  Tavern  in  Holborn.  d.  .Robin  Hood's  Garland, 
1749,  No  23. 

B.  E.  Cochrane's  Song-Book,  p.  149,  No  113. 


A  a  in  Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II,  146, 
"compared  with  the  York  copy,"  that  is, 
with  two  or  three  slight  changes :  Evans,  Old 
Ballads,  1777,  1784,  I,  211.  B,  the  Scottish 
copy,  is  very  likely  only  an  imperfect  remem- 
brance of  a  broadside,  but  the  date  of  the 

VOL.  in.  25 


MS.,  though  this  is  perhaps  not  determinable, 
has  been  put  as  early  as  1730. 

Robin  Hood,  expecting  the  Bishop  of  Here- 
ford to  pass  near  Barnsdale,  has  a  deer  killed 
for  his  dinner.  He  dresses  himself  and  six 
of  his  men  in  shepherd's  attire,  and  when  the 


194 


144.    ROBIN   HOOD  AND  THE  BISHOP   OF  HEREFORD 


Bishop  approaches  they  make  an  ado  to  at- 
tract his  attention.  The  Bishop  interrogates 
them.  Robin  owns  that  they  mean  to  make 
merry  with  the  king's  venison.  The  Bishop 
will  show  them  no  mercy ;  they  must  go  be- 
fore the  king  with  him.  Robin  summons  his 
band  with  his  horn  and  it  is  the  Bishop's 
turn  to  cry  mercy.  Robin  will  not  let  him 
off,  but  takes  him  to  Barnsdale,  and  makes 
him  great  cheer.  The  Bishop  foresees  that 
there  will  be  a  heavy  reckoning.  Little  John 
searches  the  Bishop's  portmanteau,  and  takes 
out  three  hundred  pound ;  enough,  he  says, 
to  make  him  in  charity  with  the  churchman. 
They  make  the  Bishop  dance  in  his  boots,  A, 
or  sing  a  mass,  B,  and  he  is  glad  to  get  off  so 
lightly. 

The   Bishop   of   Hereford   appears  in  the 


next  ballad,  Robin  Hood  and  Queen  Kathe- 
rine.  He  there  tells  us  that  Robin  had  made 
him  sing  a  mass  out  of  hours,  and  had  bor- 
rowed money  of  him  against  his  will. 

The  conclusion  of  this  ballad  is  to  the  same 
effect  as  that  of  the  preceding,  and  was  prob-  \ 
ably  suggested   by  the  Gest.      No  copy  has 
been  found,  in  print  or  writing,  earlier  than 
the  last  century  ;  a  fact  of  no  special  impor- 
tance.    Whenever  written,  if  written  it  was, 
it  is  far  superior  to  most  of  the  seventeenth 
century  broadsides.     Mr  Chappell  speaks  of  ; 
it  as  being  now  (thirty  years  ago)  the  most 
popular  of  the  Robin  Hood  set. 

Translated  by  Talvj,  Charakteristik,  p. 
493 ;  Anastasius  Griin,  p.  151 ;  Lodve-Vei- 
mars,  p.  204. 


a.  Robin  Hood's  Garland,  Aldermary  Churchyard,  No 
23.  b.  Douce  Ballads,  HI,  123  b,  1791.  c.  Chappell's 
Popular  Music  of  the  Olden  Time,  p.  395,  from  a  broadside 
printed  for  Daniel  Wright,  d.  Robin  Hood's  Garland, 
without  place,  1749,  No  23,  p.  98. 

1  SOME  they  will  talk  of  bold  Robin  Hood, 

And  some  of  barons  bold, 
But  I  'U  tell  you  how  he  servd  the  Bishop  of 

Hereford, 
When  he  robbd  him  of  his  gold. 

2  As  it  befel  in  merry  Barnsdale, 

And  under  the  green-wood  tree, 
The  Bishop  of  Hereford  was  to  come  by, 
With  all  his  company. 

3  '  Come,  kill  a  venson,'  said  bold  Robin  Hood, 

'  Come,  kill  me  a  good  fat  deer ; 
The  Bishop  of  Hereford  is  to  dine  with  me 

to-day, 
And  he  shall  pay  well  for  his  cheer. 

4  '  We  '11  kill  a  fat  venson,'  said  bold  Robin 

Hood, 

'  And  dress  it  by  the  highway-side  ; 

And  we  will  watch  the  Bishop  narrowly, 

Lest  some  other  way  he  should  ride.' 


5  Robin  Hood  dressd  himself  in  shepherd's  attire, 

With  six  of  his  men  also ; 
And,  when  the  Bishop  of  Hereford  came  by, 
They  about  the  fire  did  go. 

6  '  0  what  is  the  matter  ? '  then  said  the  Bishop, 

'  Or  for  whom  do  you  make  this  a-do  ? 
Or  why  do  you  kill  the  king's  venson, 
When  your  company  is  so  few  ?  ' 

7  '  We  are  shepherds,'  said  bold  Robin  Hood, 

'  And  we  keep  sheep  all  the  year, 
And  we  are  disposed  to  be  merry  this  day, 
And  to  kill  of  the  king's  fat  deer.' 

8  '  You  are  brave  fellows  ! '  said  the  Bishop, 

'  And  the  king  of  your  doings  shall  know ; 
Therefore  make  haste  and  come  along  with 

me, 
For  before  the  king  you  shall  go.' 

9  '  O  pardon,  O  pardon,'  said  bold  Robin  Hood, 

'  O  pardon,  I  thee  pray ! 
For  it  becomes  not  your  lordship's  coat 
•  To  take  so  many  lives  away.' 

10  '  No  pardon,  no  pardon,'  says  the  Bishop, 

'  No  pardon  I  thee  owe  ; 

Therefore  make  haste,  and  come  along  with  me, 
For  before  the  king  you  shall  go.' 


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195 


11  Then  Robin  set  his  back  against  a  tree, 

And  bis  foot  against  a  thorn, 
And  from  underneath  his  shepherd's  coat 
He  pulld  out  a  bugle-horn. 

12  He  put  the  little  end  to  his  mouth, 

And  a  loud  blast  did  he  blow, 
Till  threescore  and  ten  of  bold  Robin's  men 
Came  running  all  on  a  row  ; 

13  All  making  obeysance  to  bold  Robin  Hood ; 

'T  was  a  comely  sight  for  to  see  : 
'  What  is  the  matter,  master,'  said  Little  John, 
'  That  you  blow  so  hastily  ?  ' 

14  '  0  here  is  the  Bishop  of  Hereford, 

And  no  pardon  we  shall  have  : ' 
1  Cut  off  his  head,  master,'  said  Little  John, 
'  And  throw  him  into  his  grave.'  ' 

15  '  0  pardon,  O  pardon,'  said  the  Bishop, 

'  O  pardon,  I  thee  pray  ! 
For  if  I  had  known  it  had  been  you, 
I  'd  have  gone  some  other  way.' 

16  '  No  pardon,  no  pardon,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  No  pardon  I  thee  owe  ; 

Therefore  make  haste  and  come  along  with  me, 
For  to  merry  Barnsdale  you  shall  go.' 


17  Then  Robin  he  took  the  Bishop  by  the  hand, 

And  led  him  to  merry  Barnsdale  ; 
He  made  him  to  stay  and  sup  with  him  that 

night, 
And  to  drink  wine,  beer,  and  ale. 

18  '  Call  in  the  reckoning,'  said  the  Bishop, 

'  For  methinks  it  grows  wondrous  high  :  * 
'  Lend   me   your  purse,   Bishop,'  said   Little 

John, 
'  And  I  '11  tell  you  bye  and  bye.' 

19  Then  Little  John  took  the  bishop's  cloak, 

And  spread  it  upon  the  ground, 
And  out  of  the  bishop's  portmantua 
He  told  three  hundred  pound. 

20  '  Here 's  money  enough,  master/  said  Little 

John, 

'  And  a  comely  sight 't  is  to  see ; 
It  makes  me  in  charity  with  the  Bishop, 
Tho  he  heartily  loveth  not  me.' 

21  Robin  Hood  took  the  Bishop  by  the  hand, 

And  he  caused  the  music  to  play, 
And  he  made  the  Bishop  to  dance  in  his  boots, 
And  glad  he  could  so  get  away. 


B 

E.  Cochrane's  Song-Book,  p.  149,  No  113. 

1  SOME  talk  of  lords,  and  some  talk  of  lairds, 

And  some  talk  of  barrons  bold, 
But  I  '11  tell  you  a  story  of  bold  Robin  Hood, 
How  he  robbed  the  Bishop  of  his  gold. 

2  '  Cause  kill  us  a  venison,'  sayes  Robin  Hood, 

'  And  we  '11  dress  it  by  the  high-way  side, 
And  we  will  watch  narrowly  for  the  Bishop, 
Lest  some  other  way  he  do  ride.' 

3  *  Now  who  is  this,'  sayes  the  Bishop, 

'  That  makes  so  boldly  here 
To  kill  the  king's  poor  small  venison, 
And  so  few  of  bis  company  here  ? ' 

4  '  We  are  shepherds,'  says  Robin  Hood, 

'  And  do  keep  sheep  all  the  year ; 


And  we  thought  it  fit  to  be  merry  on  a  day, 
And  kill  one  of  the  king's  fallow  deer.' 

5  '  Thou  art  a  bold  fellow,'  the  Bishop  replyes, 

'  And  your  boldness  you  do  show ; 
Make  hast,  make  hast,  and  go  along  with  me, 
For  the  king  of  your  doings  shall  know.' 

6  He  leand  his  back  unto  a  brae, 

His  foot  against  a  thorn, 
And  out  from  beneath  his  long  shepherds  coat 
He  pulled  a  blowing-horn. 

7  He  put  his  horn  in  to  his  mouth, 

And  a  snell  blast  he  did  blow, 
Till  four  and  twenty  of  bold  Robins  men 
Came  riding  up  all  in  a  row. 

8  '  Come,  give  us  a  reckoning,'  says  the  Bishop, 

'  For  I  think  you  drink  wondrous  large  : ' 


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145.    ROBIN   HOOD  AND   QUEEN   KATHERINE 


'  Come,  give  me  your  purse,'  said  bold  Robin        10  '  O  master,'  quoth  Litle  John, 


Hood, 
*  And  I  will  pay  all  your  charge.' 

9  He  pulled  off  his  long  shepherds  coat, 

And  he  spread  it  on  the  ground, 
And  out  of  the  Bishops  long  trunk-hose, 
He  pulled  a  hundred  pound. 


'  It 's  a  very  bony  sight  for  to  see  ; , 
It  makes  me  to  favour  the  Bishop, 
Tho  in  heart  he  loves  not  me.' 

11  '  Come,  sing  us  a  mass,'  sayes  bold  Robin  Hood, 

'  Come,  sing  us  a  mass  all  anon  ; 
Come,  sing  us  a  mass,'  sayes  bold  Robin  Hood, 
'  Take  a  kick  in  the  a — se,  and  be  gone.' 


A.  a.  The  Bishop  of  Hereford's  Entertainment  by 
Robin  Hood  and  Little  John,  &c.,  in  merry 
Barnsdale. 
8*.  Forr.     18s.  master  for  Bishop  :  cf.  b. 

b.  London,   Published   April   7th,   1791,  by  C. 

Sheppard,   No  19,  Lambert  Hill,   Doctors 

Commons. 

3».  's  to.   7*.  to  taste.   101.  said.   II4.  out  his. 
122.  he  did.     12".  Robin  Hood's. 
132.  for  wanting.     13*.  What 's. 
142.  Says  no.     171.  he  wanting. 
178.  him  stay  and  dine  with  him  that  day. 
182.  For  I  think.     18".  bishop  for  master. 
208.  me  have  charity  for. 
21*.  And  wanting :  the  old. 

c.  Title  as  in  a. 

I1.  O  some :  of  brave.     I8,  ye. 
I4.  And  robbd.     21.  All  under.     31.  kill  me. 
.  3*.  's  to.     101.  said.     161.  said  bold. 
181.  in  a.     18*.  purse,  master.     21*.  the  old. 

d.  Title  as  in  B,'.  &c  wanting. 


I1,  they  wanting.     I8,  of  Hereford  wanting. 

I4,  his  wanting.     31.  Hood  wanting. 

38.  to-day  wanting.     34.  well  wanting. 

41.  kill  the  vension.     51.  Hood  he. 

52.  And  six  :  men  likewise. 

54.  Then  for  They.     61.  then  wanting. 

68.  of  the.     64.  And  your :  so  small. 

71.  Hood  wanting.     91.  bold  wanting. 

101.  said.     104.  you  must.     II4.  out  his  fine. 

122.  he  did.     124.  marching  down  in  a. 

138.  master  wanting.     144.  into  the. 

154.  I  would  :  gone  another. 

161.  bold  Robin  :  Hood  wanting. 

171.  he  wanting.     172.  And  he. 

178.  to  wanting.     181.  in  a. 

182.  Methinks  it  runs.     188.  master  wanting. 

198.  portmantle.     194.  He  took. 

201.  master  wanting. 

202.  And  it  is  :  't  is  wanting. 

211.  Robin  he  took.     212.  he  wanting. 
21*.  And  wanting.     214.  so  wanting. 


145 

ROBIN  HOOD  AND  QUEEN  KATHERINE 


A.   '  Robin  Hoode  and  Quene  Kath[erine],'  Percy  MS., 
p.  15;  Hales  and  Furnivall,  I,  37. 


land  of   1670,   No  8.      e.  Wood,   401,   leaf  31   b. 
f.  Pepys,  II,  103,  No  90. 


B.  '  Renowned  Robin  Hood,'  etc.    a.  Wood,  502,  leaf      C.  '  Robin  Hood,  Scarlet  and  John,'  etc.,  Garland  of 
10.     b.  Roxburghe,  I,  356,  in  the  Ballad  Society's          1663,  No  1. 
reprint,  II,  419.    c.  Garland  of  1663,  No  9.    d.  Gar- 


A  COPY  in  Roxburghe,  III,  450,  printed  by     teenth   century.      In   Ritson's   Robin   Hood, 
L.  How,  in  Petticoat  Lane,  is  of  the  eigh-     1795,  II,  82,  "from  an  old  black-letter  copy 


145.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  QUEEN  KATHERINE 


197 


in  a  private  collection,  compared  with  another 
in  that  of  Anthony  a  Wood."  In  Evans's 
Old  Ballads,  1777,  1784,  I,  149,  from  an 
Aldermary  garland. 

Robin  Hood  has  made  Queen  Katherine  his 
friend  by  presenting  her  with  a  sum  of  gold' 
which  he  had  taken  from  the  king's  har- 
bingers. The  king  has  offered  a  heavy  wager 
that  his  archers  cannot  be  excelled,  and  the 
queen  may  have  her  choice  of  all  other  bow- 
men in  England.  Availing  herself  of  these 
terms,  the  queen  summons  Robin  Hood  and 
his  men,  who  are  to  come  to  London  on  St 
George's  day,  under  changed  names.  She 
hopes  to  have  Robin  relieved  of  his  outlawry. 
The  king's  archers  lead  off,  and  make  three. 
The  ladies  think  the  queen  has  no  chance. 
She  asks  Sir  Richard  Lee,  known  to  us  al- 
ready from  the  Gest,  to  be  on  her  side.  Sir 
Richard  Lee,  we  are  told,  is  sprung  from 
Gawain's  blood  (A,  Gower's,  Gowrie's  in 
other  texts),  and  naturally  would  deny  noth- 
ing to  a  lady.  The  Bishop  of  Hereford  de- 
clines to  be  of  the  queen's  party,  but  stakes  a 
large  sum  on  the  king's  men.  The  queen's 
archers  shoot,  and  the  game  stands  three  and 
three  ;  the  queen  bids  the  king  beware.  The 
third  three  shall  pay  for  all,  says  the  king. 
It  is  now  time  for  the  outlaws  to  do  their 
best.  Loxly,  as  Robin  Hood  is  called,  leads 
off.  The  particulars  of  the  outlaws'  exploits 
are  wanting  in  A. 

In  B,  C,  Robin's  feat  is  obscurely  described. 
Clifton,  who  represents  Scarlet  (for  in  B,  C, 
contrary  to  older  tradition,  Scarlet  seems  to 
be  put  before  John),  cleaves  the  willow  wand, 
and  Midge  (Mutch),  the  Miller's  Son,  who, 
according  to  A  10,  is  John,  is  but  little  be- 
hind him.*  The  queen,  to  assure  the  safety 
of  her  men,  begs  the  boon  that  the  king  will 
not  be  angry  with  any  of  her  party,  and  the 
king  replies,  Welcome,  friend  or  foe. 

After  this  there  is  no  occasion  for  conceal- 
ment. The  Bishop  of  Hereford,  learning  who 

*  Even  the  author  of  A  seems  not  to  be  aware  that 
Much,  the  Miller's  Son,  is  the  standing  name  of  one  of 
Robin  Hood's  men,  and  therefore  would  not  answer  for  a 
disguise.  In  B,  C,  nothing  is  expressly  said  about  the 
change  of  names,  and  in  fact  this  arrangement  seems  not 


Loxly  is,  says  that  Robin  is  only  too  old  an 
acquaintance  ;  Robin  had  once  made  him  say 
a  mass  at  two  in  the  afternoon,  and  borrowed 
money  of  him  which  had  never  been  repaid. 
Robin  offers  to  pay  him  for  the  mass  by  giv- 
ing half  of  the  gold  back.  Small  thanks,  says 
the  bishop,  for  paying  me  with  my  own 
money.  King  Henry,  quite  outstripping  even 
the  easiness  of  Edward  in  the  Gest,  says  he 
loves  Robin  never  the  worse,  and  invites  him 
to  leave  his  outlaws  and  come  live  at  the 
court,  a  proposal  which  is  peremptorily  re- 
jected. This  is  a  very  pleasant  ballad,  with 
all  the  exaggeration,  and  it  is  much  to  be 
regretted  that  one  half  of  A  is  lost. 

C  is  a  piece  of  regular  hack-work,  and 
could  not  maintain  itself  in  competition  with 
B,  upon  which,  perhaps,  it  was  formed.  It 
will  be  observed  that  Sir  Richard  Lee  is 
changed  into  Sir  Robert  Lee  in  C,  and  that 
the  thirty-fourth  stanza  represents  the  king 
as  subsequently  making  Robin  Hood  Earl  of 
Huntington. 

The  adventure  of  the  Bishop  of  Hereford 
with  Robin  Hood  is  the  subject  of  a  separate 
ballad,  now  found  only  in  a  late  form:  see 
No  144. 

Loxly,  the  name  given  to  Robin  in  the 
present  ballad,  is,  according  to  the  Life  in 
the  Sloane  MS.,  a  town  in  Yorkshire,  "or 
after  others  in  Nottinghamshire,"  where  Robin 
was  born.  The  ballad  of  Robin  Hood's  Birth, 
Breeding,  etc.,  following  the  same  tradition, 
or  invention,  says  "  Locksly  town  in  Notting- 
hamshire." It  appears  from  Spencer  Hall's 
Forester's  Offering,  London,  1841,  that  there 
is  a  Loxley  Chase  near  Sheffield,  in  Yorkshire, 
and  a  Loxley  River  too :  Gutch,  I,  75. 

Finsbury  field  was  long  a  noted  place  for  the 
practice  of  archery.  In  the  year  1498,  says 
Stow,  all  the  gardens  which  had  continued 
time  out  of  mind  without  Moorgate,  to  wit, 
about  and  beyond  the  lordship  of  Fensberry, 
were  destroyed.  And  of  them  was  made  a 

to  be  understood,  since  in  B  211  Clifton  is  spoken  of  as  one 
Clifton.  Comparing  B  33,  34,  37,  we  see  that  Clifton 
should  be  Little  John,  but  Midge,  the  Miller's  Son,  himself, 
not  Scathlock,  still  less  John. 


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plain  field  for  archers  to  shoot  in.  Survey  of 
London,  1598,  p.  351,  cited,  with  other  things 
pertinent,  by  Ritson,  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II, 
86  f.  ,„• 

R.  H.  and  the  Shepherd,  R.  H.  rescuing 
Will  Stutly,  and  R.  H.'s  Delight,  are  directed 
to  be  sung  to  the  tune  of  R.  H.  and  Queen 
Katherine,  B,  and  may  therefore  be  inferred 
to  be  of  later  date.  R.  H.'s  Progress  to 
Nottingham  is  to  be  sung  to  "  Bold  Robin 
Hood,"  and  as  this  conjunction  of  words  oc- 


curs several  times  in  R.  H.  and  Queen  Kath- 
erine, and  the  burden  and  its  disposition,  in 
the  Progress  to  Nottingham,  are  the  same  as 
in  R.  H.  and  Queen  Katherine,  "  Bold  Robin 
Hood  "  may  indicate  this  present  ballad.  R. 
H.  and  Queen  Katherine,  C,  is  directed  to  be 
sung  to  the  tune  of  The  Pinder  of  Wakefield. 
R.  H.'s  Chase  is  a  sequel  to  R.  H.  and 
Queen  Katherine. 

Translated  by  Anastasius  Griin,  p.  172. 


Percy  MS.,  p.  15  ;  Hales  and  Furnivall,  I,  37. 

1  Now  list  you,  lithe  you,  gentlemen, 

A  while  for  a  litle  space, 
And  I  shall  tell  you  how  Queene  Katterine 
Gott  Robin  Hood  his  grace. 

2  Gold  taken  from  the  kings  harbengers 

Seldome  times  hath  beene  seene, 


'  Queene  Katherine,  I  say  to  thee  ;  ' 
'  That  's  a  princly  wager,'  quoth  Queene  Kath- 

erine, 
1  Betweene  yowr  grace  and  me. 


says 


4  'Where   must  I  haue   mine   archers?' 

Queene  Katherine  ; 
'  You  haue  the  flower  of  archery  :  ' 
'  Now  take  your  choice,  dame,'  he  sayes, 
'  Thorow  out  all  England  free. 


5  *  Yea  from  North  Wales  to  Westchester, 

And  also  to  Couentry  ; 

And  when  you  haue  chosen  the  best  you  can, 
The  wager  must  goe  with  mee.' 

6  '  If  that  prooue,'  says  Queene  Katherine, 

'  Soone  that  wilbe  tride  and  knowne  ; 
Many  a  man  counts  of  another  mans  pursse, 
And  after  looseth  his  owne.' 


7  The  queene  is  to  her  palace  gone, 

To  her  page  thus  shee  can  say : 
Come  hither  to  me,  Dicke  Patrinton, 
Trusty  and  trew  this  day. 

8  Thou  must  bring  me  the  names  of  my  archers 

all, 

All  strangers  must  they  bee, 
Yea  from  North  Wales  to  West  Chester, 
And  alsoe  to  Couentrie. 

9  Commend   me  to  Robin  Hood,  says  Queene 

Katherine, 

And  alsoe  to  Litle  John, 
And  specially  to  Will  Scarlett, 
Ffryar  Tucke  and  Maid  Marryan. 

10  Robin  Hood  we  must  call  Loxly, 

And  Little  John  the  Millers  sonne  ; 
Thus  wee  then  must  change  their  names, 
They  must  be  strangers  euery  one. 

11  Commend  mee  to  Robin  Hood,  sayes  Queene 

Katherine, 

And  marke,  page,  what  I  say ; 
In  London  they  must  be  with  me 
[Vpon  S*  Georges  day.] 


12 

'  These  words  hath  sent  by  me ; 
Att  London  you  must  be  with  her 
Vpon  S1  Georg[e]s  day. 

13  '  Vpon  S*  Georg[e]s  day  att  noone 
Att  London  needs  must  you  bee  ; 


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Shee  wold  not  misse  yowr  companie 
For  all  the  gold  in  Cristinty. 

14  '  Shee  hath  tane  a  shooting  for  yowr  sake, 

The  greatest  in  Christentie, 
And  her  part  you  must  needs  take 
Against  her  prince,  Henery. 

15  '  Shee  sends  you  heere  her  gay  gold  ring 

A  trew  token  for  to  bee ; 
And,  as  you  are  [a]  banisht  man, 
Shee  trusts  to  sett  you  free.' 

16  'And  I  loose  that  wager,'  says  bold  Robin 

Hoode, 

'  I  'le  bring  mony  to  pay  for  me  ; 
And  wether  that  I  win  or  loose, 
On  my  queenes  part  I  will  be.' 

17  In  somwier'time  when  leaues  grow  greene, 

And  flowers  are  fresh  and  gay, 
Then  Robin  Hood  he  deckt  his  men 
Echo  one  in  braue  array. 

18  He  deckt  his  men  in  Lincolne  greene, 

Himselfe  in  Scarlett  red  ; 
Fayre  of  theire  brest  then  was  it  seene 
When  his  siluer  armes  were  spread. 

19  With  hattis  white  and  fethers  blacke, 

And  bowes  and  arrowes  keene, 
And  thus  he  ietted  towards  louly  London, 
To  present  Queene  Katherine. 

20  But  when  they  cam  to  louly  London, 

They  kneeled  vpon  their  knee  ; 
Sayes,  God  you  saue,  Queene  Katherine, 
And  all  your  dignitie ! 


21 of  my  guard,' 

Thus  can  King  Henry  say, 
'And  those  that  wilbe  of  Queene  Katerines 

side, 
They  are  welcome  to  me  this  day.' 

22  '  Then  come  hither  to  me,  Sir  Richard  Lee, 

Thou  art  a  knight  full  good  ; 
Well  it  is  knowen  ffrom  thy  pedygree 
Thou  came  from  Gawiins  blood. 


23  'Come   hither,  Bishopp   of  Hereford,'  quoth 

Queene  Katherine  — 
A  good  preacher  I  watt  was  hee  — 
'  And  stand  thou  heere  vpon  a  odd  side, 
On  my  side  for  to  bee.' 

24  '  I  like  not  that,'  sayes  the  bishopp  then, 

'  By  faikine  of  my  body, 
For  if  I  might  haue  my  owne  will, 
*  On  the  kings  I  wold  bee.' 

25  '  What  will  thou  be[t]  against  vs,'  says  Loxly 

then, 

*  And  stake  it  on  the  ground  ? ' 
'  That  will  I  doe,  fine  fellow,'  he  says, 
'  And  it  drawes  to  fiue  hundreth  pound.' 

26  '  There  is  a  bett,'  says  Loxly  then  ; 

'  Wee  'le  stake  it  merrily  ; ' 
But  Loxly  knew  full  well  in  his  mind 
And  whose  that  gold  shold  bee. 

27  Then  the  queenes  archers  they  shot  about 

Till  it  was  three  and  three  ; 
Then  the  lady  's  gaue  a  merry  shout, 
Sayes,  Woodcocke,  beware  thine  eye ! 

28  '  Well,  gam  and  gam,'  then  qwoth  our  king, 

'  The  third  three  payes  for  all ; ' 
Then  Robine  rounded  wtth  our  queene, 
Says,  The  kings  part  shall  be  small. 

29  Loxly  puld  forth  a  broad  arrowe, 

He  shott  it  vnder  hand, 

.     s  vnto     . 


30 

'  For  once  he  vndidd  mee  ; 
If  I  had  thought  it  had   beene   bold  'Robin 

Hoode, 
I  wold  not  haue  betted  one  peny. 

31  '  Is  this  ~Robin  Hood  ? '  says  the  bishopp  againe ; 

'  Once  I  knew  him  to  soone  ; 
He  made  me  say  a  masse  against  my  will, 
Att  two  a  clocke  in  the  afternoone. 

32  '  He  bound  me  fast  vnto  a  tree, 

Soe  did  he  my  merry  men ; 


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He  borrowed  ten  pound  against  my  will, 
But  he  neuer  paid  me  againe.' 

33  '  What  and  if  I  did  ? '  says  bold  Robin  Hood, 

'  Of  that  masse  I  was  full  faine  ; 
In  recompence,  befor  king  and  queene 
Take  halfe  of  thy  gold  againe.' 

34  '  I  thanke  thee  for  nothing,'  says  the  bishopp, 

'  Thy  large  gift  to  well  is  knowne, 
That  will  borrow  a  mans  mony  against  his  will, 
And  pay  him  againe  with  his  owne.' 

35  '  What  if  he  did  soe  ?  '  says  King  Henery, 

'  For  that  I  loue  him  neuer  the  worsse  ; 
Take  vp  thy  gold  againe,  bold  Robin  Hood, 
And  put  [it]  in  thy  pursse. 


36  '  If  thou  woldest  leaue  thy  bold  outlawes, 

And  come  and  dwell  with  me, 
Then  I  wold  say  thou  art  welcome,  bold  JOobin 

Hood, 
The  flower  of  archery.' 

37  '  I  will  not  leaue  my  bold  outlawes 

For  all  the  gold  in  Christentie  ; 
In  merry  Sherwood  I  'le  take  my  end, 
Vnder  my  trusty  tree. 

38  '  And  gett  yowr  shooters,  my  leeig[e],  where 

you  will, 

For  in  faith  you  shall  haue  none  of  me  ; 
And   when   Queene   Katherine    puts   up  her 

f[inger] 
Att  her  Graces  commandement  I  'le  bee.' 


B 

a.  Wood,  402,  leaf  10.  b.  Roxburghe,  I,  356,  in  the  Bal- 
lad Society's  reprint,  II,  419.  c.  Garland  of  1663,  No  9. 
d.  Garland  of  1670,  No  8.  e.  Wood,  401,  leaf  31  b.  f. 
Pepys,  II,  103,  No  90. 

1  GOLD  tane  from  the  kings  harbengers, 

Down  a  down  a  down 
As  seldome  hath  been  seen, 

Down  a  down  a  down 
And  carried  by  bold  Robin  Hood 

For  a  present  to  the  queen. 

Down  a  down  a  down 

2  '  If  that  I  live  a  year  to  an  end,' 

Thus  gan  Queen  Katherin  say, 
'  Bold  Robin  Hood,  I  will  be  thy  friend, 
And  all  thy  yeomen  gay.' 

3  The  queen  is  to  her  chamber  gone, 

As  fast  as  she  can  wen  ; 
She  cals  unto  her  her  lovely  page, 
His  name  was  Richard  Patringten. 

4  '  Come  hither  to  mee,  thou  lovely  page, 

Come  thou  hither  to  mee ; 
For  thou  must  post  to  Notingham, 
As  fast  as  thou  canst  dree. 

5  '  And  as  thou  goest  to  Notingham, 

Search  all  those  English  wood ; 


Enquire  of  one  good  yeoman  or  another 
That  can  tell  thee  of  Robin  Hood.' 

6  Sometimes  he  went,  sometimes  bee  ran, 

As  fast  as  he  could  win ; 
And  when  hee  came  to  Notingham, 
There  he  took  up  his  inne. 

7  And  when  he  came  to  Notingham, 

And  had  took  up  his  inne, 
He  calls  for  a  pottle  of  Renish  wine, 
And  drank  a  health  to  his  queen. 

8  There  sat  a  yeoman  by  his  side ; 

'  Tell  mee,  sweet  page,'  said  hee, 
'  What  is  thy  business  or  the  cause, 
So  far  in  the  North  Country  ? ' 

9  '  This  is  my  business  and  the  cause, 

Sir,  I  'le  tell  it  you  for  good, 
To  inquire  of  one  good  yeoman  or  another 
To  tell  mee  of  Robin  Hood.' 

10  '  I  'le  get  my  horse  betime  in  the  morn, 

By  it  be  break  of  day, 
And  I  will  shew  thee  bold  Robin  Hood, 
And  all  his  yeomen  gay.' 

11  When  that  he  came  at  Robin  Hoods  place, 

Hee  fell  down  on  his  knee : 


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201 


'  Queen  Katherine  she  doth  greet  you  well, 
She  greets  you  well  by  mee. 

12  '  She  bids  you  post  to  fair  London  court, 

Not  fearing  any  thing ; 
For  there  shall  be  a  little  sport, 
And  she  hath  sent  you  her  ring.' 

13  Robin  took  his  mantle  from  his  back  — 

It  was  of  the  Lincoln  green  — 
And  sent  it  by  this  lovely  page, 
For  a  present  unto  the  queen. 

14  In  summer  time,  when  leaves  grow  green, 

It  is  a  seemly  sight  to  see 
How  Robin  Hood  himself  had  drest, 
And  all  his  yeomandry. 

15  He  cloathed  his  men  in  Lincoln  green, 

And  himself  in  scarlet  red, 
Black  hats,  white  feathers,  all  alike ; 
Now  bold  Robin  Hood  is  rid. 

16  And  when  he  came  at  Londons  court, 

Hee  fell  downe  on  his  knee  : 
'  Thou  art  welcome,  Locksly,'  said  the  queen, 
'  And  all  thy  good  yeomendree.' 

17  The  king  is  into  Finsbury  field, 

Marching  in  battel  ray, 
And  after  follows  bold  Robin  Hood, 
And  all  his  yeomen  gay. 

18  '  Come  hither,  Tepus,'  said  the  king, 

1  Bow-bearer  after  mee, 
Come  measure  mee  out  with  this  line 
How  long  our  mark  shall  be.' 

19  '  What  is  the  wager  ?  '  said  the  queen, 

'  That  must  I  now  know  here : ' 
'  Three  hundred  tun  of  Renish  wine, 
Three  hundred  tun  of  beer. 

20  '  Three  hundred  of  the  fattest  harts 

That  run  on  Dallom  lee ; 
That 's  a  princely  wager,'  said  the  king, 
'  That  needs  must  I  tell  thee.' 

21  With  that  bespake  one  Clifton  then, 

Full  quickly  and  full  soon  ; 
'  Measure  no  mark  for  us,  most  soveraign  leige, 
Wee  '1  shoot  at  sun  and  moon.' 


VOL.  III. 


26 


22  '  Ful  fifteen  score  your  mark  shall  be, 

Ful  fifteen  score  shall  stand ; ' 
*I  'le  lay  my  bow,'  said  Clifton  then, 
'  I  'le  cleave  the  willow  wand.' 

23  With  that  the  kings  archers  led  about, 

While  it  was  three  and  none ; 
With  that  the  ladies  began  to  shout, 
Madam,  your  game  is  gone  ! 

24  *  A  boon,  a  boon,'  Queen  Katherine  cries, 

'  I  crave  on  my  bare  knee ; 
Is  there  any  knight  of  your  privy  counsel 
Of  Queen  Katherines  part  will  be  ? 

25  '  Come  hither  to  mee,  Sir  Richard  Lee, 

Thou  art  a  knight  full  good  ; 
For  I  do  know  by  thy  pedigree 
Thou  springst  from  Goweres  blood. 

26  '  Come  hither  to  me,  thou  Bishop  of  Hereford- 

shire '  — 

For  a  noble  priest  was  he  — 
'  By  my  silver  miter,'  said  the  bishop  then, 
1 1  'le  not  bet  one  peny. 

27  '  The  king  hath  archers  of  his  own, 

Full  ready  and  full  light, 
And  these  be  strangers  every  one, 
No  man  knows  what  they  height.' 

28  <  What  wilt  thou  bet,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  Thou  seest  our  game  the  worse  ? ' 
'  By  my  silver  miter,'  said  the  bishop  then, 
'  All  the  mony  within  my  purse.' 

29  '  What  is  in  thy  purse  ? '  said  Robin  Hood, 

( Throw  it  down  on  the  ground  ; ' 
'  Fifteen  score  nobles,'  said  the  bishop  then, 
'  It 's  neer  an  hundred  pound.' 

30  Robin  Hood  took  his  bagge  from  his  side, 

And  threw  it  down  on  the  green ; 
-William  Scadlocke  went  smiling  away, 
'  I  know  who  this  mony  must  win.' 

31  With  that  the  queens  archers  led  about,  , 

While  it  was  three  and  three ; 

With  that  the  ladies  gave  a  shout, 

'  Woodcock,  beware  thyn  ee ! ' 

32  '  It  is  three  and  three,  now,'  said  the  king, 

'  The  next  three  pays  for  all ; ' 


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Robin  Hood  went  and  whispered  to  the  queen, 
'  The  kings  part  shall  be  but  small.' 

33  Robin  Hood  he  led  about, 

He  shot  it  under  hand, 
And  Clifton,  with  a  bearing  arrow, 
He  clave  the  willow  wand. 

34  And  little  Midge,  the  Miller's  son, 

Hee  shot  not  much  the  worse ; 
He  shot  within  a  finger  of  the  prick  ; 
*  Now,  bishop,  beware  thy  purse  ! ' 

36  '  A  boon,  a  boon,'  Queen  Katherine  cries, 

'  I  crave  on  my  bare  knee,  — 
That  you  will  angry  be  with  none 
That  is  of  my  party.' 

36  '  They  shall  have  forty  days  to  come, 

And  forty  days  to  go, 
And  three  times  forty  to  sport  and  play ; 
Then  welcome  friend  or  fo.' 

37  'Then  thou  art  welcome,  Robin  Hood,'  said 

the  queen, 
'  And  so  is  Little  John, 


So  is  Midge,  the  Miller's  son ; 
Thrice  welcome  every  one.' 

38  '  Is  this  Robin  Hood  ? '  the  king  now  said ; 

'  For  it  was  told  to  mee 
That  he  was  slain  in  the  pallace-gate, 
So  far  in  the  North  Country.' 

39  '  Is  this  Robin  Hood,'  said  the  bishop  then, 

'  As  I  see  well  to  be  ? 

Had  I  knowne  that  had  been  that  bold  outlaw, 
I  would  not  have  bet  one  peny. 

40  '  Hee  took  me  late  one  Saturday  at  night, 

And  bound  mee  fast  to  a  tree, 
And  made  mee  sing  a  mass,  God  wot, 
To  him  and  his  yeomendree.' 

41  « What  and  if  I  did  ?'  says  Robin  Hood, 

'  Of  that  mass  I  was  full  fain ; 

For  recompense  to  thee,'  he  says, 

'Here  's  half  thy  gold  again.' 

42  '  Now  nay,  now  nay,'  saies  Little  John, 

'  Master,  that  shall  not  be ; 
We  must  give  gifts  to  the  kings  officers ; 
That  gold  will  serve  thee  and  mee.' 


The  Garland  of  1663,  No  1. 

1  STOUT  Robin  Hood,  a  most  lusty  out-law, 

As  ever  yet  lived  in  this  land, 
As  ever  yet  lived  in  this  land. 
His  equal  I  'm  sure  you  never  yet  saw, 
So  valiant  was  he  of  his  hand, 
So  valiant  was  he  of  his  hand. 

2  No  archers   could   ever  compare   with  these 

three, 

Although  from  us  they  are  gone ; 
The  like  was  never,  nor  never  will  be, 
To  Robin  Hood,  Scarlet  and  John. 

3  Many  stout  robberies  by  these  men  were  done, 

Within  this  our  kingdom  so  wide  ; 
Vpon  the  highway  much  treasure   they  have 

won, 
No  one  that  his  purse  ere  deny'd. 


4  Great  store  of  money  they  from  the  kings  men 

Couragiously  did  take  away ; 
Vnto  fair  Queen  Katherine  they  gave  it  again, 
Who  to  them  these  words  did  say. 

5  If  that  I  live  but  another  fair  year, 

Kind  Robin  Hood,  said  the  fair  queen, 
The  love  for  this  courtesie  that  I  thee  bear, 
Assure  thy  self  it  shall  be  seen. 

6  Brave  Robin  Hood  courteously  thanked  her 

Grace, 

And  so  took  his  leave  of  the  queen ; 
He  with  his  bold  archers  then  hied  him  apace, 
In  summer  time,  to  the  woods  green. 

7  '  Now  wend  we  together,  my  merry  men  all, 

To  the  green  wood  to  take  up  our  stand  : ' 
These  archers  were  ready  at  Robin  Hoods  call, 
With  their  bent  bows  all  in  their  hand. 


145.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  QUEEN  KATHERINE 


203 


8  '  Come,  merrily  let  us  now  valiantly  go 

With  speed  unto  the 'green  wood, 
And  there  let  us  kill  a  stout  buck  or  a  do, 
For  our  master,  Robin  Hood/ 

9  At  London  must  now  be  a  game  of  shooting, 

Where  archers  should  try  their  best  skill ; 

It  was  so  commanded  by  their  gracious  king ; 

The  queen  then  thought  to  have  her  will. 

10  Her  little  foot-page  she  sent  with  all  speed, 

To  find  out  stout  Robin  Hood, 
Who  in  the  North  bravely  did  live,  as  we  read, 
With  his  bow-men  in  the  green  wood. 

11  When  as  this  young  page  unto  the  North  came, 

He  staid  under  a  hill  at  his  inn ; 
Within  the  fair  town  of  sweet  Nottingham, 
He  there  to  enquire  did  begin. 

12  The  page  then  having  enquired  aright 

The  way  unto  Robin  Hoods  place, 
As  soon  as  the  page  had  obtained  of  him  sight, 
He  told  him  strange  news  from  her  Grace. 

13  '  Her  Majestie  praies  you  to  haste  to  the  court,' 

And  therewithall  shewd  him  her  ring ; 
We  must  not  delay  his  swift  haste  to  this  sport, 
Which  then  was  proclaimd  by  the  king. 

14  Then  Robin  Hood  hies  him  with  all  speed  he 

may, 

With  his  fair  men  attired  in  green, 
And  towards  fair  London  he, then  takes  his 

way; 
His  safety  lay  all  on  the  queen. 

15  Now  Robin  Hood  welcome  was  then  to  the 

court, 

Queen  Katharine  so  did  allow ; 
Now  listen,  my  friends,  and  my  song  shal  re- 
port 

How  the  queen  performed  her  vow. 


The  answer  was  made  to  him  presently, 
By  lusty  bold  Robin  Hood. 

18  'Let  there  be  no  mark  measured,'  then  said  he 

soon; 

*  I,'  so  said  Scarlet  and  John, 
'  For  we  will  shoot  to  the  sun  or  the  moon ; 
We  scorn  to  be  outreacht  with  none.' 

19  'What   shall  the  wager  be?'  then  said   the 

queen, 

'  Pray  tell  me  before  you  begin  : ' 
'Three  hundred  tuns  of  good  wine  shall  be 

seen, 
And  as  much  of  strong  bear  for  to  win. 

20  '  Three  hundred  of  lusty  fat  bucks,  sweet,  beside, 

Shall  now  be  our  royal  lay : ' 
Quoth  Robin  Hood,  What  ere  does  betide, 
I  'le  bear  this  brave  purchase  away. 

21  '  Full  fifteenscore,'  saith  the  king,  '  it  shall  be ; ' 

Then  straight  did  the  bow-men  begin, 
And  Robin  Hoods  side  gave  them  leave  cer- 
tainly 
A  while  some  credit  to  win. 

22  The  royal  queen  Katharine  aloud  cried  she, 

Is  here  no  lord,  nor  yet  knight, 
That  will  take  my  part  in  this  bold  enmity  ? 
Sir  Robert  Lee,  pray  do  me  right. 

23  Then  to  the  bold  Bishop  of  Herefordshire 

Most  mildly  spoke  our  good  queen ; 

But  he  straight  refused  to  lay  any  more, 

Such  ods  on  their  parties  were  seen. 

24  '  What  wilt  thou  bet,  seeing  our  game  is  the 

worse  ? ' 

Unto  him  then  said  Robin  Hood : 
*  Why  then,'  quoth  the  bishop,  '  all  that 's  in 

my  purse ; ' 
Quoth  Scarlet,  That  bargain  is  good. 


16  The  king  then  went  marching  in  state  with  his        25  'A  hundred  good  pounds  there  is  in  the  same,' 


peers 

To  Finsbury  field  most  gay, 
Where  Robin  Hood  follows  him,  void  of  all 

fears, 
With  his  lusty  brave  shooters  that  day. 

17  The  king  did  command  that  the  way  should  be 
Straight  mete  with  a  line  that  was  good ; 


The  bishop  unto  him  did  say ; 
Then  said  Robin  Hood,  Now  here  's  for  the 

game, 
And  to  bear  this  your  money  away. 

26  Then  did  the  kings  archer  his  arrows  com- 
mand 
Most  bravely  and  with  great  might, 


204 


.  145.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  QUEEN  KATHERINE 


But  brave  jolly  Robin  shot  under  his  hand, 
And  then  did  hit  the  mark  right. 

27  And  Clifton  he  then,  with  his  arrow  so  good, 

The  willow-wood  cleaved  in  two ; 
The  Miller's  young  son  came  not  short,  by  the 

rood, 
His  skill  he  most  bravely  did  show. 

28  Thus  Robin  Hood  and  his  crew  won  the  rich 

prize, 

From  all  archers  that  there  could  be  ; 
Then  loudly  unto  the  king  Queen  Katherine 

cries, 
Forgive  all  my  company ! 

29  The  king  then  did  say,  that  for  forty  daies, 

Free  leave  then  to  come  or  go, 
For  any  man  there,  though  he  got  the  praise, 
'  Be  he  friend,'  quoth  he,  '  or  be  he  foe.' 

30  Then   quoth   the   queen,   Welcome   thou  art, 

Robin  Hood, 

And  welcome,  brave  bow-men  all  three ; 
Then  straight  quoth  the  king,  I  did  hear,  by 

the  rood, 
That  slain  he  was  in  the  countrey. 


31  '  Is  this  Robin  Hood  ? '  the  bishop  did  say, 

'  Is  this  Robin  Hood  certainly  ? 
He  made  me  to  say  him  mass  last  Saturday, 
To  him  and  his  bold  yeomendry.' 

32  '  Well,'  quoth  Robin  Hood,  '  in  requital  thereof, 

Half  thy  gold  I  give  unto  thee  ; ' 
'  Nay,  nay,'  then  said  Little  John  in  a  scoff, 
'  'T  will  serue  us  ith'  North  Countrey.' 

33  Then  Robin  Hood  pardon  had  straight  of  the 

king, 

And  so  had  they  every  one ; 
The  fame  of  these  days  most  loudly  does  ring, 
Of  Robin  Hood,  Scarlet  and  John. 

34  Great  honours  to  Robin  Hood  after  were  done, 

As  stories  for  certain  do  say  ; 
The  king  made  him  Earl  of  fair  Huntington, 
Whose  fame  will  never  decay. 

35  Thus  have  you  heard  the  fame  of  these  men, 

Good  archers  they  were  every  one ; 
We  never  shal  see  the  like  shooters  again 
As  Robin  Hood,  Scarlet  and  John. 


A.  After  22,  II8,  204,  298,  384,  half  a  page  is  gone. 

21.  Perhaps  harvengers.     52.  cauentry. 
9».  Perhaps  William.  After  16:  The  2d  part. 
18*.  hinselfe.     254.  600*.     272,  282.  3. 
314.  2.     328.  10?. 

B.  Renowned  Robin  Hood :  or,  his  famous  arch- 

ery truly  related ;  with  the  worthy  exploits 
hee  acted  before  Queen  Katherine,  hee  be- 
ing an  outlaw-man ;  and  how  shee  for  the 
same  obtained  of  the  king  his  own  and  his 
fellows  pardon.  To  a  new  tune. 
a.  London,  Printed  for  F.  Grove,  on  Snow-hill. 
Entred  according  to  order.  (1620-55.) 

164.  yeomen  three :  so  b-e,  but  yeomendree, 
the  reading  of  f ,  must  be  right,  since  the 
whole  band  is  present,  and  only  two  yeomen 
besides  Robin  are  distinguished. 

232,  312.  While,  if  preserved,  must  be  taken 
in  the  sense  of  till,  which  occurs  in  f ,  232, 
as  in  A,  272. 

311.  the  kings :  so  all.  A,  27  has  queenes, 
rightly. 


314.  thy  knee :  so  all  except  b,  which  has  thy 
nee. 

352.  crave  that  on. 

394.  have  wanting :  cf.  A  30,  c,  f. 

404.  yeomen  three :  so  all.     See  164. 
b.  Printed  at  London  for  Francis  Grove. 

22.  can.     3.  unto  her  lovely.     34.  Parringten. 

44.  can.    68,  71.  came  at.    81.  sate.    84.  in  this. 

102.  Be  it  the.     II1.  Hood.     138.  sent  that. 

142.  It's.     21*.  markes.     231.  archer. 

254.  sprungst.     311.  the  kings.     314.  thy  nee. 

338.  baring.     334.  clove.     351.  cryed. 

352.  crave  that  on.     381.  now  said  the  king. 

38s.  so  told.     388.  in  Pallace  gates. 

394.  not  bet.     404.  yeomen  three. 

411.  an  if.     41 2.  full  wanting. 
C.  38.  unto  her  lovelie.     58,  98.  or  other. 

81.  sate.     91.  is  the.     104.  yeoman. 

164.  yeomen  three.     17  *.  gone  for  field. 

204.  must  I  needs.     238.  shoot. 

244.  On  for  Of.     254.  sprangst  from  Gowries. 

SO8.  Sadlock.     304.  whose  this  money  must  be. 


146.    ROBIN  HOOD'S  CHASE 


205 


311.  the  kings.     31*.  thy  knee. 
328.  to  wanting.     352.  crave  that  on. 
39*.  have  bet.     401.  on  for  one. 
404.  yeomen  three. 

d.  33.  unto  her  lovely.     34.  Patrington. 
134.  to  for  unto.     144.  his  wanting. 
164.  yeomen  three.     244.  On  for  Of. 
254.  sprangst.     311.  the  kings. 

314.  thy  knee.     352.  crave  that  on. 

364.  welcome  every  one.     391.  quoth  for  said. 

394.  not  bet.     401.  on  for  one. 

404.  yeomen  three. 

e.  London,  Printed  for  F.  Coles,  T.  Vere  &  J. 

Wright.     (1655-80.) 
3*.  Patrington.     78.  calld.     81.  sate. 
88.  thy  cause.     101.  betimes. 
164.  good  wanting :  yeomen  three. 
17s.  gallant  ray.     192.  needs  for  now. 
202.  runs.     22s.  quoth  for  said. 
311.  the  kings.     318.  shoot.     314.  thy  knee. 
352.  that  wanting.     388.  the  wanting. 
398.  I  thought  it  had.     394.  not  bet. 
404.  yeomen  three.     422.  may  not. 

f .  In  the  title :  being  an  outlaw  man  (hee  want- 

ing) :  how  he  for  how  shee. 
Printed   for  J.   W[right],   J.    C[larke],   W. 

T[hackeray],    and   T.  Passenger.     (1670- 

86?) 
38.  unto  her  lovely.     34.  Parington. 


41.  Come  thou :  my  for  thou.    48.  now  for  post. 

52.  woods.     62.  wen.     7s.  bottle.     74.  drinks. 

81.  sate.     88.  or  thy.     101.  betimes. 

II1.  to  for  at.     132.  the  wanting. 

13*.  to  for  unto.     142.  It  was. 

164.  thy  yeomandree.     171.  is  gone  to. 

172.  array.     184.  must  be.     204.  to  the. 

231.  lead.     232.  TiU  it.     242.  crave  it. 

248.  ever  a  for  any.     244.  side  for  part. 

254.  sprangest.     288.  then  said  the  bishop. 

291.  in  it  said.     308.  Will.     311.  the  kings. 

314.  thy  knee.      324.  part  wanting. 

352.  crave  it.     358.  would  for  will. 

364.  welcome  every  one.     378.  And  so. 

381.  said  now.     391.  quoth  for  said. 

398.  it  had.     394.  not  a  bet. 

401.  on  Saturday  night.     404.  yeomen  three. 

411.  then  says.  422.  may  not. 
C.  Robin  Hood,  Scarlet  and  John :  Wherein  you 
may  see  how  Robin  Hood,  having  lived  an 
out-law  many  years,  the  Queen  sent  for  him, 
and  shooting  a  match  before  the  King  and 
Queen  at  London,  and  winning  the  rich 
prize,  the  Queen  gained  his  pardon,  and  he 
was  afterwards  Earl  of  Huntington. 

To  the  tune  of  The  Pinder  of  Wakefield. 

208.  what  or.     261.  archers.     278.  yonng. 

288.  Katheline.     301-3.  qd. 


146 

ROBIN   HOOD'S   CHASE 


a.  Garland  of  1663,  No  15. 

b.  Garland  of  1670,  No  14. 


c.  Wood,  401,  leaf  29  b. 

d.  Pepys,  II,  104,  No  91. 


ROXBUKGHB,  III,  14,  418 ;  Douce,  III, 
121  b,  London,  by  L.  How,  an  eighteenth- 
\  century  copy,  o  is  signed  T.  R.,  and  has  no 
printer's  name. 

Reprinted  in  Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  1795, 
II,  92,  from  o.  Evans,  Old  .Ballads,  1777, 
1784,  I,  156,  agrees  nearly  with  the  Alder- 
mary  garland. 

Robin  Hood's  Chase  is  a  sequel  to  Robin 


Hood  and  Queen  Katherine,  and  begins  with 
a  summary  of  that  ballad.  King  Henry,  who 
has  been  gracious,  and  over-gracious,  to  the 
outlaw,  has  a  revulsion  of  feeling  after  Robin 
has  left  his  presence,  and  sets  out  in  pursuit 
of  him.  When  the  king  reaches  Notting- 
ham, Robin  leaves  Sherwood  for  Yorkshire, 
whence  he  speeds  successively  to  Newcastle, 
Berwick,  Carlisle,  Lancaster,  Chester,  the 


206 


146.    ROBIN   HOOD'S   CHASE 


king  always  following  him  close.  At  Chester 
the  happy  idea  occurs  to  him  of  going  back 
to  London,  as  if  to  inquire  whether  he  were 
wanted.  Queen  Katherine  informs  Robin 
that  the  king  has  gone  to  Sherwood  to  seek 
him,  and  Robin  says  he  will  return  to  the 
forest  immediately  to  learn  the  king's  will. 
King  Henry,  coming  home  weary  and  vexed, 


is  told  by  his  queen   that   Robin  has  been 
there  to  seek  him.     A  cunning  knavte,  quoth 
the  king.     The  queen  intercedes  for  Robin. 
This  is  a  well-conceived  ballad,  and  only 

needs  to  be  older. 
• 

Translated  by  A.  Gru'n,  p.  169,  with  omis- 
sion of  stanzas  1-7,  24. 


1  COME  you  gallants  all,  to  you  I  do  call, 

With  a  hey  down  down  a  down  down 
That  now  is  within  this  place, 
For  a  song  I  will  sing  of  Henry  the  king, 
How  he  did  Robin  Hood  chase. 

2  Queen  Katherine  she  a  match  then  did  make, 

As  plainly  doth  appear, 
For  three  hundred  tun  of  good  red  wine, 
And  three  hundred  tun  of  beer. 

3  But  yet  her  archers  she  had  to  seek, 

With  their  bows  and  arrows  so  good  ; 
But  her  mind  it  was  bent,  with  a  good  intent, 
To  send  for  bold  Robin  Hood. 

4  But  when  bold  Robin  Hood  he  came  there, 

Queen  Katherine  she  did  say, 
Thou  art  welcome,  Locksley,  said  the  queen, 
And  all  thy  yeomen  gay. 

5  For  a  match  at  shooting  I  have  made, 

And  thou  my  part  must  be  : 
'  If  I  miss  the  mark,  be  it  light  or  dark, 
Then  hanged  I  will  be.' 

6  But  when  the  game  came  to  be  playd, 

Bold  Robin  he  then  drew  nigh  ; 
With  his  mantle  of  green,  most  brave  to  be 

seen, 
He  let  his  arrows  fly. 

7  And  when  the  game  it  ended  was, 

Bold  Robin  wan  it  with  a  grace, 
But  after,  the  king  was  angry  with  him, 
And  vowed  he  would  him  chase. 

8  What  though  his  pardon  granted  was 

While  he  with  them  did  stay, 

But  yet  the  king  was  vexed  at  him 

When  as  he  was  gone  his  way. 


9  Soon  after  the  king  from  the  court  did  hie, 

In  a  furious  angry  mood, 
And  often  enquire,  both  far  and  near, 
After  bold  Robin  Hood. 

10  But  when  the  king  to  Nottingham  came, 

Bold  Robin  was  then  in  the  wood  ; 
4  O  come  now,'  said  he,  '  and  let  me  see 
Who  can  find  me  bold  Robin  Hood.' 

11  But  when  that  Robin  Hood  he  did  hear 

The  king  had  him  in  chase, 
Then  said  Little  John,  T  is  time  to  be  gone, 
And  go  to  some  other  place. 

12  Then  away  they  went  from  merry  Sherwood, 

And  into  Yorkshire  he  did  hie, 
And  the  king  did  follow,  with  a  hoop  and  a 

hallow, 
But  could  not  come  him  nigh. 

13  Yet  jolly  Robin  he  passed  along, 

He  [went]  straight  to  Newcastle  town, 
And  there  stayed  he  hours  two  or  three, 
And  then  he  for  Berwick  was  gone. 

14  When   the  king   he  did  see  how  Robin  did 

flee, 

He  was  vexed  wondrous  sore  ; 
With  a  hoop  and  a  hallow  he  vowed  to  follow, 
And  take  him,  or  never  give  ore. 

15  '  Come  now,  let 's  away,'  then  cries  Little  John, 

'  Let  any  man  follow  that  dare  ; 
To  Carlile  wee  '1  hie  with  our  company, 
And  so  then  to  Lancaster.' 

16  From  Lancaster  then  to  Chester  they  went, 

And  so  did  king  Henery  ; 
But  Robin  away,  for  he  durst  not  stay, 
For  fear  of  some  treachery. 


146.     ROBIN   HOOD'S   CHASE 


207 


17  Saies  Robin,  Come,  let  us  to  London  go, 

To  see  our  noble  queens  face  ; 
It  may  be  she  wants  our  company, 
Which  makes  the  king  so  us  chase. 

18  When  Robin  he  came  Queen  Katherine  before, 

He  fell  upon  his  knee  : 
'  If  it  please  your  Grace,  I  am  come  to  this 

place, 
To  speak  with  king  Henery.' 

19  Queen   Katherine   she  answered  bold   Robin 

again, 

The  king  is  gone  to  merry  Sherwood ; 
And  when  he  went  he  to  me  did  say 
He  would  go  seek  Robin  Hood. 

20  '  Then  fare  you  well,  my  gracious  queen, 

For  to  Sherwood  I  will  hie  apace  ; 
For  fain  would  I  see  what  he  would  with  me, 
If  I  could  but  meet  with  his  Grace.' 


21  But  when  King  Henery  he  came  home, 

Full  weary,  and  vexed  in  mind, 
When  he  did  hear  Robin  had  been  there, 
He  blamed  Dame  Fortune  unkind. 

22  '  You  are  welcome  home,'  Queen   Katherine 

cried, 

*  Henry,  my  soveraign  liege  ; 
Bold  Robin  Hood,  that  archer  good, 
Your  person  hath  been  to  seek.' 

23  But  when  King  Henry  he  did  hear 

That  Robin  had  been  there  him  to  seek, 
This  answer  he  gave,  He 's  a  cunning  knave, 
For  I  have  sought  him   this  whole   three 
weeks. 

24  '  A  boon  !  a  boon  ! '  Queen  Katherine  cried, 

'  I  beg  it  here  on  your  Grace, 
To  pardon  his  life,  and  seek  no  more  strife : ' 
And  so  endeth  Robin  Hoods  chase. 


a,  b,  c.  Robin  Hood's  Chase :  or,  A  merry 
progress  between  Robin  Hood  and  King 
Henry,  shewing  how  Robin  Hood  led  the 
King  his  chase  from  London  to  London, 
and  when  he  had  taken  his  leave  of  the 
Queen  he  returned  to  merry  Sherwood. 
To  the  tune  of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Begger. 

a.  Burden :  variously  printed  With  a  hey,  etc., 

With  hey,  etc. ;  twice  Down  a  down  a  down. 
52'8.  Robin  between  the  lines,  to  show  that 

what  follows  is  his  speech.     So  b,  o.     In 

d  Robin  stands  at  the  head  of  the  third 

line. 
218.  But  when  :•  so  b,  c.     234,  3  weeks. 

b.  Burden :  With  hey,  etc.,  or,  With  a  hey,  etc. 
21.  she  then  a  match. 

31.  she  had  her  archers.     61.  game  it. 
72.  a  wanting.     102.  then  wanting. 
II1.  that  bold.     132.  went  wanting. 
14*.  and  for  or.     151.  cry'd. 
162.  good  King  Henry.     184.  Henry. 
21*.  But  when.     23a.  there  wanting. 
23*.  3  weeks.     242.  here  on  my  knee. 
"~^>    c.  Signed  T.  R.     No  printer. 

Burden :  With  hey  down  down  an  a  down. 


2*.  hundred  wanting.    38.  it  wanting. 

51.  of  for  at.     61.  it  came.     88.  after /br  yet. 
102.  then  wanting.     132.  went  wanting. 
162,  184,  211.  Henry.     168.  to  stay. 

182.  fell  low.     184.  For  to.     218.  But  when. 
222.  leech.     234.  3  weeks. 
d.  Title  as  in  a,  b,  c,  except :  The  tune  is. 

Printed  for  William  Thackeray  at  the  Angel 

in  Duck-Lane.     (1689.) 
Burden :  With  hey  down  down  a  down. 
21.  then  a  match  did. 
31.  yet  she  had  her  archers.     51.  of  for  at. 

52.  on  my.     5*.  will  I.     6a.  he  wanting. 
72.  a  wanting.     84.  had  for  was. 

102.  O  bold  :  then  wanting. 

108.  Come  said  he.     II1.  that  bold  Robin  he. 

132.  And  went  strait.     13s.  he  stayed. 

134,  141.  he  wanting.     144.  gave. 

151.  than  said  Little.     162,  184,  211.  Henry. 

171.  for  London.     182.  fell  low. 

184.  For  to.     19s.  he  wanting. 

194.  go  to.     208.  what  he  'd  have. 

21«.  And  that  he.     221.  You're. 

232.  there  wanting.     23*.  He  is  a. 

234.  3  week.     242.  of  your. 


208 


147.    ROBIN   HOOD'S   GOLDEN   PRIZE 


147 

ROBIN   HOOD'S   GOLDEN   PRIZE 


a.  Wood,  401,  leaf  39  b. 

b.  Garland  of  1663,  No  14. 


c.  Garland  of  1670,  No  13. 

d.  Pepys,  II,  114,  No  101. 


ALSO  Roxburghe,  III,  12,  486;  Old  Bal- 
lads, 1723,  II,  121 ;  Douce,  III,  121,  London, 
by  L.  How,  of  the  last  century. 

Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II,  97,  from  a, 
with  changes.  Evans,  Old  Ballads,  1777, 
1784, 1, 160,  agrees  nearly  with  the  Aldermary 
garland. 

Entered,  says  Ritson,  in  the  Stationers' 
book,  by  Francis  Grove,  2d  June,  1656.* 
Being  directed  to  be  sung  to  the  tune  "  R.  H. 
was  a  tall  young  man,"  that  is,  R.  H.'s  Prog- 
ress to  Nottingham,  this  ballad  is  the  later 
of  the  two. 

Robin  Hood,  disguised  as  a  friar,  asks 
charity  of  two  priests.  They  pretend  to  have 
been  robbed,  and  not  to  have  a  penny.  Robin 
pulls  them  from  their  horses,  saying,  Since  you 
have  no  money,  we  will  pray  for  some,  and 
keeps  them  at  their  prayers  for  an  hour. 
Now,  he  says,  we  will  see  what  heaven  has 
sent  us ;  but  the  monks  can  find  nothing  in 
their  pockets.  We  must  search  one  another, 
Robin  says,  and  beginning  the  operation  finds 
five  hundred  pounds  on  the  monks.  Of  thi% 
he  gives  fifty  pounds  to  each  of  the  priests  to 
pay  for  their  prayers,  keeping  the  remainder. 
The  priests  would  now  move  on,  but  Robin 

*  Also  says  Kitson,  Robin  Hood',  II,  97,  by  Francis  Coule, 
13th  June,  1631  ;  but  the  ballad  there  entered  is  The  Noble 
Fisherman. 


requires  three  oaths  of  them,  of  truth,  chastity 
and  charity,  before  he  lets  them  go. 

The  kernel  of  the  story  is  an  old  tale  which 
we  find  represented  in  Pauli's  Schimpf  und 
Ernst,  1533,  Osterley,  p.  397,  Anhang,  No  14, 
*  Wie  drey  lantzknecht  vmb  ein  zerung  bat- 
ten.' Three  soldiers,  out  of  service,  meet  the 
cellarer  of  a  rich  Benedictine  cloister,  who 
has  a  bag  hanging  at  his  saddle-bow,  with 
four  hundred  ducats  in  it.  They  ask  for 
some  money,  for  God's  sake  and  good  fellow- 
ship's. The  cellarer  answers  that  he  has  no 
money:  there  is  nothing  but  letters  in  his 
bag.  Then,  since  we  all  four  are  without 
money,  they  say,  we  will  kneel  down  and 
pray  for  some.  After  a  brief  orison,  the  three 
jump  up,  search  the  bag,  and  find  four  hun- 
dred ducats.  The  cellarer  offers  them  a  hand- 
some douceur,  and  says  he  had  the  money  in 
the  bag  before  ;  but  to  this  they  will  give  no 
credence.  They  give  the  monk  his  share  of 
one  hundred,  and  thank  God  devoutly  for  his 
grace.  Retold  by  Waldis,  with  a  supplement, 
Esopus,  rv,  21,  ed.  Kurz,  II,  64 ;  and  by  others, 
see  Oesterley's  notes,  p.  552,  Kurz's,  p.  156. 

a  seems  to  be  signed  L.  P.,  and  these  would  - 
most  naturally  be  the  initials  of  the  versifier. 

Translated  by  Doenniges,  p.  198 ,  by  Anas- 
tasius  Griin,  p.  131. 


147.     ROBIN   HOOD'S  GOLDEN   PRIZE 


209 


1  I  HAVE  heard  talk  of  bold  Robin  Hood, 

Deny  deny  down 
And  of  brave  Little  John, 
Of  Fryer  Tuck,  and  Will  Scarlet, 
Loxley,  and  Maid  Marion. 

Hey  down  deny  derry  down 

2  But  such  a  tale  as  this  before 

I  think  there  was  never  none  ; 
For  Robin  Hood  disguised  himself, 
And  to  the  wood  is  gone. 

3  Like  to  a  fryer,  bold  Robin  Hood 

Was  accoutered  in  his  array ; 
With  hood,  gown,  beads  and  crucifix, 
He  past  upon  the  way. 

4  He  had  not  gone  [past]  miles  two  or  three, 

But  it  was  his  chance  to  spy 
Two  lusty  priests,  clad  all  in  black, 
Come  riding  gallantly. 

5  '  Benedicete,'  then  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  Some  pitty  on  me  take  ; 
Cross  you  my  hand  with  a  silver  groat, 
For  Our  dear  Ladies  sake. 

6  '  For  I  have  been  wandring  all  this  day, 

And  nothing  could  I  get ; 
Not  so  much  as  one  poor  cup  of  drink, 
Nor  bit  of  bread  to  eat.' 

7  '  Now,  by  my  holydame,'  the  priests  repli'd, 

'  We  never  a  peny  have  ; 
For  we  this  morning  have  been  robd, 
And  could  no  mony  save.' 

8  '  I  am  much  afraid,'  said  bold  Robin  Hood, 

'  That  you  both  do  tell  a  lye  ; 
And  now  before  that  you  go  hence, 
I  am  resolvd  to  try.' 

9  When  as  the  priests  heard  him  say  so, 

Then  they  rode  away  amain  ; 
But  Robin  Hood  betook  him  to  his  heels, 
0         And  soon  overtook  them  again. 

10  Then  Robin  Hood  laid  hold  of  them  both, 
And  pulld  them  down  from  their  horse  : 
'  0  spare  us,  fryer  !  '  the  priests  cry'd  out, 
'  On  us  have  some  remorse ! ' 
VOL.  in.  27 


11  '  You  said  you  had  no  mony/  quoth  he, 

'  Wherefore,  without  delay, 
We  three  will  fall  down  on  our  knees, 
And  for  mony  we  will  pray.' 

12  The  priests  they  could  not  him  gainsay, 

But  down  they  kneeled  with  speed  ; 
'  Send  us,  O  send  us,'  then  quoth  they, 
'  Some  mony  to  serve  our  need.' 

13  The  priests  did  pray  with  mournful  chear, 

Sometimes  their  hands  did  wring, 
Sometimes  they  wept  and  cried  aloud, 
Whilst  Robin  did  merrily  sing. 

14  When  they  had  been  praying  an  hours  space, 

The  priests  did  still  lament ; 
Then  quoth  bold  Robin,  Now  let 's  see 
What  mony  heaven  hath  us  sent. 

15  We  will  be  sharers  now  all  alike 

Of  the  mony  that  we  have  ; 
And  there  is  never  a  one  of  us 
That  his  fellows  shall  deceive. 

16  The  priests  their  hands  in  their  pockets  put, 

But  mony  would  find  none  : 
'  We  '1  search  our  selves,'  said  Robin  Hood, 
'  Each  other,  one  by  one.' 

17  Then  Robin  Hood  took  pains  to  search  them 

both, 

And  he  found  good  store  of  gold ; 
Five  hundred  peeces  presently 
Vpon  the  grass  was  told. 

18  '  Here  is  a  brave  show,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  Such  store  of  gold  to  see, 
And  you  shall  each  one  have  a  part, 
Cause  you  prayed  so  heartily.' 

19  He  gave  them  fifty  pound  a-peece, 

And  the  rest  for  himself  did  keep  ; 
The  priests  durst  not  speak  one  word, 
But  they  sighed  wondrous  deep. 

20  With    that   the    priests   rose   up   from   their 

knees, 

Thinking  to  have  parted  so  ; 
'  Nay,  stay,'  said  Robin  Hood,  '  one  thing  more 
I  have  to  say  ere  you  go. 


210 


147.     ROBIN   HOOD'S  GOLDEN   PRIZE. 


21  '  You  shall  be  sworn,'  said  bold  Robin  Hood, 

'  Vpon  this  holy  grass, 
That  you  will  never  tell  lies  again, 
Which  way  soever  you  pass. 

22  '  The  second  oath  that  you  here  must  take, 

All  the  days  of  your  lives 
You  never  shall  tempt  maids  to  sin, 
Nor  lye  with  other  meus  wives. 


23  '  The  last  oath  you  shall  take,  it  is  this, 

Be  charitable  to  the  poor ; 
Say  you  have  met  with  a  holy  fryer, 
And  I  desire  no  more.' 

24  He  set  them  upon  their  horses  again, 

And  away  then  they  did  ride  ; 
And  hee  returnd  to  the  merry  green-wood, 
With  great  joy,  mirth  and  pride. 


a.  Robin  Hoods  Golden  Prize. 

He  met  two  priests  upon  the  way, 
And  forced  them  with  him  to  pray. 
For  gold  they  prayed,  and  gold  they  had, 
Enough  to  make  bold  Robin  glad. 
His  share  came  to  four  hundred  pound, 
That  then  was  told  upon  the  ground ; 
Now  mark,  and  you  shall  hear  the  jest ; 
You  never  heard  the  like  exprest. 

Tune  is,  Robin  Hood  was  a  tall  young  man. 

London,  Printed  for  F.  Grove  on  Snow-hill. 
Entred  according  to  order.  Finis,  L.  P. 
F.  Grove's  date,  according  to  Mr  Chappell, 
is  1620—55.  Ritson  says  that  the  ballad 
was  entered  in  the  Stationers'  book  by 
Francis  Grove,  2d  June,  1656. 

b.  Robin  Hoods  Golden  Prize :  Shewing  how  he 

robbed  two  priests  of  five  hundred  pound. 

The  tune  is,  Robin  Hood  was  a  tall  young 

man. 

41.  gone  past.     61.  all  the. 
71.  holy  dame  :  priest.     92.  Then  wanting. 


101.  hold  on.     131.  with  a.     15*.  fellow. 
17*.  he  for  was.     18*.  For  praying  so. 
191.  pounds.     198.  not  to.     231.  it  wanting. 
o.  Title  the  same  :  except,  Tune  is. 

24.  he  is.     41.  gone  past.     71.  holy  dame. 
9a.  Then  wanting.    101.  holt  of.    131.  with  a. 
151.  now  wanting.     15*.  fellow. 
171.  pain :  both  wanting.    188.  each  one  shall. 

191.  pounds.     241.  upon  wanting. 

d.  Title  as  in  c.    Printed  for  William  Thackeray 

at  the  Angel  in  Duck-lane.     (1689.) 
I1,  bold  wanting.    22.  think  was  never  known. 
41.  gone  past.     71.  holy  dame. 
88.  before  you  do  go.     91.  so  say. 
101.  hold  on.    II1.  you  'd :  quoth  Robin  Hood. 
122.  kneel.     131.  with  a.     148.  let  us. 
151.  now  wanting.     152.  the  wanting. 
154.  fellow.     162.  could. 
171.  pain :  both  wanting.     17 4.  he  for  was. 
188.  each  one  shall.     191.  pounds. 

192.  doth  for  did.     201.  up  wanting. 
22s.  unto  sin.     23s.  with  wanting. 
241.  on  for  upon. 


148.    THE  NOBLE  FISHERMAN,  OB,  ROBIN  HOOD'S   PREFERMENT 


211 


148 


a.  Wood,  402,  p.  18.    b.  Wood,  401,  leaf  25  b.    c. 
Garland  of  1663,  No  12.     d.  Garland  of  1670,  No 


11.    e.  Rawlinson,  566.    f.  Pepys,  II,  108,  No  95. 
g.  Pepys,  II,  123,  No  108. 


ALSO  Roxburghe,  II,  370,  III,  524;  The 
Noble  Fisherman's  Garland,  1686 ;  Bagford, 
643.  m.  10,  22. 

'  The  Noble  Ffisherman,  or,  Robin  Hoods 
great  Prize '  is  receipted  for  to  Francis  Coules 
in  the  Stationers'  Registers,  June  13,  1631 : 
Arber,  IV,  254. 

Ritson,  Robin  Hood,  II,  110,  1795,  "  from 
three  old  black-letter  copies,  one  in  the  col- 
lection of  Anthony  a  Wood,  another  in  the 
British  Museum,  and  the  third  in  a  private 
collection."  Evans,  Old  Ballads,  1777,  1784, 
I,  171,  from  an  Aldermary  garland. 

Robin  Hood  is  here  made  to  try  his  for- 
tunes on  the  sea,  like  Eustace  the  Monk  and 
Wallace.  He  goes  to  Scarborough  and  gives 
himself  out  as  a  fisherman,  and  is  engaged  as 
such  by  a  widow  with  whom  he  lodges,  who 
/  is  the  owner  of  a  ship.  Out  of  his  wanton- 
ness, rather  than  his  ignorance,  we  must  sup- 
pose, Simon,  as  he  calls  himself,  when  others 
cast  baited  hooks  into  the  water,  casts  in  bare 
lines ;  for  which  he  is  laughed  to  scorn.  A 
French  cruiser  bears  down  on  the  fishermen, 
and  the  master  gives  up  all  for  lost.  Simon 
asks  for  his  bow ;  not  a  Frenchman  will  he 


spare.  The  master,  not  strangely,  takes  such 
talk  for  brag.  Simon  requests  to  be  tied  to  a 
mast,  '  that  at  his  mark  he  may  stand  fair,' 
and  to  have  his  bow  in  his  hand,  when  never 
a  Frenchman  will  he  spare.  He  shoots  one 
of  the  enemy  through  the  heart,  and  then 
asks  to  be  loosed  and  to  have  his  bow  in  his 
hand,  when,  again,  never  a  Frenchman  will 
he  spare.  The  Englishmen  board,  and  find 
a  booty  of  twelve  thousand  pound.  Simon 
announces  that  he  shall  give  half  the  ship  to 
the  dame  who  employed  him,  and  the  other 
half  to  his  comrades.  The  master  objects; 
Simon  has  won  the  vessel  with  his  own  hand 
(a  point  which  might  have  been  made  more 
distinctly  to  appear  in  the  narrative),  and  he 
shall  have  her.  But  the  outlaw  afloat  has 
still  his  munificent  old  ways  ;  so  it  shall  be 
as  to  the  ship,  and  the  twelve  thousand 
pound  shall  build  an  asylum  '  for  the  op- 
prest '  I  All  this  may  strike  us  as  infantile, 
but  the  ballad  was  evidently  in  great  favor 
two  hundred  years  ago. 

Translated  (not  entirely)  by  A.  Grim,  p. 
295. 


1  IK"  summer  time,  when  leaves  grow  green, 

When  they  doe  grow  both  green  and  long, 
Of  a  bould  outlaw,  calld  Robin  Hood, 
It  is  of  him  I  sing  this  song. 

2  When  the  lilly  leafe  and  the  elephant 

Doth  bud   and  spring  with  a  merry  good 
cheere, 


This  outlaw  was  weary  of  the  wood-side, 
And  chasing  of  the  fallow  deere. 

3  '  The  fishermen  brave  more  mony  have 

Then  any  merchant,  two  or  three ; 

Therefore  I  will  to  Scarborough  goe, 

That  I  a  fisherman  brave  may  be.' 


212 


148.    THE  NOBLE  FISHERMAN,  OR,  ROBIN  HOOD'S  PREFERMENT 


4  This  outlaw  callcl  his  merry  men  all, 

As  they  sate  under  the  green-wood  tree  : 
'  If  any  of  you  have  gold  to  spend, 
I  pray  you  heartily  spend  it  with  me. 

5  *  Now,'  quoth  Robin, '  I  'le  to  Scarborough  goe, 

It  seemes  to  be  a  very  faire  day  ; ' 
Who  tooke  up  his  inne  at  a  widdow-womans 

house, 
Hard  by  upon  the  water  gray. 

6  Who  asked  of  him,  Where  wert  thou  borne  ? 

Or  tell  to  me,  where  dost  thou  fare  ? 
'  I  am  a  poore  fisherman,'  saith  he  then, 
1  This  day  intrapped  all  in  care.' 

7  '  What  is  thy  name,  thou  fine  fellow  ? 

I  pray  thee  heartily  tell  to  me  ; ' 
*  In  mine  own  country  where  I  was  borne, 
Men  called  me  Simon  over  the  Lee.' 

8  '  Simon,  Simon,'  said  the  good  wife, 

'  I  wish  thou  maist  well  brook  thy  name ; ' 
The  outlaw  was  ware  of  her  courtesie, 
And  rejoycd  he  had  got  such  a  dame. 

9  '  Simon,  wilt  thou  be  my  man  ? 

And  good  round  wages  I  'le  give  thee  ; 
I  have  as  good  a  ship  of  mine  owne 
As  any  sayle  upon  the  sea. 

10  '  Anchors  and  planks  thou  shalt  want  none, 

Masts  and  ropes  that  are  so  long  ; ' 
'  And  if  that  you  thus  furnish  me,' 

Said  Simon,  '  nothing  shall  goe  wrong.' 

11  They  pluckt  up  anchor,  and  away  did  sayle, 

More  of  a  day  then  two  or  three  ; 

When  others  cast  in  their  baited  hooks, 

The  bare  lines  into  the  sea  cast  he. 

12  *  It  will  be  long,'  said  the  master  then, 

'  Ere  this  great  lubber  do  thrive  on  the  sea ; 
I  'le  assure  you  he  shall  have  no  part  of  our  fish, 
For  in  truth  he  is  of  no  part  worthy.' 

13  '  0  woe  is  me,'  said  Simon  then, 

'  This  day  that  ever  I  came  here ! 
I  wish  I  were  in  Plomton  Parke, 
In  chasing  of  the  fallow  deere. 

14  '  For  every  clowne  laughs  me  to  scorne, 

And  they  by  me  set  nought  at  all ; 


If  I  had  them  in  Plomton  Park, 
I  would  set  as  little  by  them  all.' 

15  They  pluckt  up  anchor,  and  away  did  sayle, 

More  of  a  day  then  two  or  three ; 
But  Simon  spied  a  ship  of  warre, 

That  sayld  towards  them  most  valourously. 

16  '  0  woe  is  me,'  said  the  master  then, 

'  This  day  that  ever  I  was  borne  ! 
For  all  our  fish  we  have  got  to-day 
Is  every  bit  lost  and  forlorne. 

17  '  For  your  French  robbers  on  the  sea, 

They  will  not  spare  of  us  one  man, 
But  carry  us  to  the  coast  of  France, 
And  ligge  us  in  the  prison  strong.' 

18  But  Simon  said,  Doe  not  feare  them, 

Neither,  master,  take  you  no  care ; 
Give  me  my  bent  bow  in  my  hand, 
Arid  never  a  Frenchman  will  I  spare. 

19  '  Hold  thy  peace,  thou  long  lubber, 

For  thou  art  nought  but  braggs  and  boast ; 
If  I  should  cast  the  over-board, 

There  were  nothing  but  a  lubber  lost.' 

20  Simon  grew  angry  at  these  words, 

And  so  angry  then  was  he 
That  he  tooke  his  bent  bow  in  his  hand, 
And  to  the  ship-hatch  goe  doth  he. 

21  '  Master,  tye  me  to  the  mast,'  saith  he, 

'  That  at  my  mark  I  may  stand  fair, 
And  give  me  my  bended  bow  in  my  hand, 
And  never  a  Frenchman  will  I  spare.' 

22  He  drew  his  arrow  to  the  very  head, 

And  drew  it  with  all  might  and  maine, 
And  straightway,  in  the  twinkling  of  an  eye, 
Doth  the  Frenchmans  heart  the  arow  gain. 

23  The  Frenchman  fell  downe  on  the  ship-hatch, 

And  under  the  hatches  down  below ; 
Another  Frenchman  that  him  espy'd 
The  dead  corps  into  the  sea  doth  throw. 

24  '  O  master,  loose  me  from  the  mast,'  he  said, 

'  And  for  them  all  take  you  no  care, 
And  give  me  my  bent  bow  in  my  hand, 
And  never  a  Frenchman  will  I  spare.' 


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213 


25  Then  streight  [they]  did  board  the  French- 

mans  ship, 

They  lying  all  dead  in  their  sight ; 
They  found  within  the  ship  of  warre 

Twelve  thousand  pound  of  money  bright. 

26  '  The  one  halfe  of  the  ship,'  said  Simon  then, 

'  I  'le  give  to  my  dame  and  children  small ; 
The  other  halfe  of  the  ship  I  'le  bestow 
On  you  that  are  my  fellowes  all.' 


a.  The  Noble  Fisher-man,  or,  Robin  Hoods  Pre- 

ferment :  shewing  how  he  won  a  great  prize 
on  the  sea,  and  how  he  gave  the  one  halfe 
to  his  dame  and  the  other  to  the  building  of 
almes-houses. 

The  tune  is,  In  summer  time. 

London,  Printed  for  F.  Coles,  in  the  Old 
Baily.  (1631  ?) 

31.  fisher-man,  which  perhaps  should  stand. 

51.  with/or  quoth.     204.  hatchs.     212.  fare. 

224.  Frenchman.     231.  fell  owne.     252.  lyin. 

282.  for  thee. 

b.  Title  as  in  a,  except :  won  a  prize,  gave  one 

half. 

Printed  for  F.  Coles,  T.  Vere,  and  W.  Gilbert 
son.  (1648-63  ?) 

21.  Clephant.     22.  good  wanting. 

31.  fisherman.     3s.  will  I.     51.  with  for  quoth. 
124.  of  wanting.     142.  set  nothing. 

168.  fish  that  we  have  got :  to-day  wanting. 
171.  For  yon.     19*.  There 's  but  a  simple. 
204.  ship-hatch.    21*.  mast  he  said.    212.  fare. 
218.  bent.     22*.  Frenchmans.     231.  downe.- 

251.  streight  they  boarded  the  French  ship. 

252.  lying.     254.  in  mony. 

268.  of  my  ship  I'le  give.     26*.  To  you. 
278.  hands.     274.  must  be.     282.  for  thee. 
C,  d.  Title  as  in  a,  except :  won  a  prize,  gave  one. 
The  tune  is,  Summer  time. 

22.  good  wanting.     31.  fisher  men. 

32.  Than.     51.  Now  quoth.     62.  c,  thou  dost. 
68.  said.     64.  d,  cares.     74.  call.     94.  sails. 
II2.  d,  than.     12s.  you  wanting. 

124.  of  wanting.     142.  set  nothing. 

152.  than.     154.  most  wanting. 

16s.  fish  that  we  have  got :  to-day  wanting. 

171.  yon :  robber.     182.  you  any. 

194.  There  's  but  a  simple.     204.  shiphatch. 

211.  mast  he  said.     212.  fair.     213.  bent. 

214.  d,  a  wanting.     224.  Frenchmans. 

231.  down.     241.  c,  mast  side. 


27  But  now  bespake  the  master  then, 

For  so,  Simon,  it  shall  not  be  ; 
For  you  have  won  her  with  your  own  hand, 
And  the  owner  of  it  you  shall  bee. 

28  '  It  shall  be  so,  as  I  have  said  ; 

And,  with  this  gold,  for  the  opprest 
An  habitation  I  will  build, 

Where  they  shall  live  in  peace  and  rest.' 


251.  they  boarded  the  French  ship.    25a.  lying. 
254.  in  for  of.     268.  of  my  ship  I  'le  give. 
264.  To  you.     271.  c,  But  wanting. 
278.  hands.     274.  you  must :  d,  of  you  it. 
282.  for  the. 

e.  Title  as  in  b.     Variations  found  also  in  b 

are  not  given. 
Printed  for  F.  Coles,  T.  Vere,  J.  Wright,  and 

J.  Clarke.     (1650-80  ?) 

51.  Now  quoth.     54.  waters.     61.  of  wanting. 
94.  sails.     158.  espy'd.     174.  And  lay. 
182.  any  for  no.     238.  that  him  did  espy. 

f.  Title  as  in  b. 

Printed  for  Alex.  Milbourn,  Will.  Ownley, 
Tho.  Thackeray  at  the  Angel  in  Duck-lane. 
(Date  indeterminable :  after  1670.) 

1*.  doe  wanting.     I4,  my  song. 

22.  good  wanting.     31.  fishermen. 

32.  merchants.     34.  fisherman  might  be. 

48.  If  you  have  any. 

51.  Now  quoth  Robin  Hood.     54.  waters. 

61.  of  wanting.     68.  said.     72.  tell  it. 

74.  call.     9«.  I  will.     98.  of  my.     94.  sails. 

101.  shalt  not  want.     10s.  that  wanting. 

123.  you  wanting.     124.  of  wanting. 

142.  set  nothing.     158.  espyed. 

154.  most  wanting. 

168.  fish  that  we  have  got.     171.  robber. 

174.  And  lay.     182.  you  any. 

194.  There 's  but  a  simple  lubber  lost. 

20*.  And  in.     211.  saith  he  wanting. 

21a.  fair.     218.  bent.     224.  Frenchmans. 

231.  ship-catch :  so  g.     232.  there  below. 

251.  Then  they  boarded  the  French  :  so  g. 

254.  in  for  of.     268.  other  part :  I  'le  give. 

264.  To  you.     27s.  hands. 

274.  owner  thereof  you  must.     282.  for  the. 
g.   Title  as  in  b. 

Printed  for  I.  Wright,  I.  Clarke,  W.  Thack- 
eray, and  T.  Passinger.     (1670-86  ?) 

Agrees  generally  with  f.     171.  For  yon. 


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149 

ROBIN  HOOD'S  BIRTH,  BREEDING,  VALOR  AND  MARRIAGE 

a.  Roxburghe,  I,  860,  in  The  Ballad  Society's  reprint,      b.  Pepys,  II,  116,  No  103.    o.  Pepys,  II,  118,  No  104. 
II,  440. 


PRINTED  in  Dryden's  Miscellany,  VI,  346, 
ed.  1716 ;  A  Collection  of  Old  Ballads,  1723, 
I,  64 ;  Ritson's  Robin  Hood,  179,5,  II,  1  (a)  ; 
Evans,  Old  Ballads,  1777,  1784,  I,  86. 

The  jocular  author  of  this  ballad,  who 
would  certainly  have  been  diverted  by  any 
one's  supposing  him  to  write  under  the  re- 
straints of  tradition,  brings  Adam  Bell,  Clim, 
and  Cloudesly  into  company  with  Robin 
Hood's  father.  So  again  the  silly  Second  Part 
of  Adam  Bell  in  one  of  the  copies,  that  of 
1616.  Robin  Hood's  father's  bow,  st.  3,  car- 
ried two  north-country  miles  and  an  inch. 
The  son,  then,  was  only  half  his  father, 
though,  in  Ritson's  words,  "  Robin  Hood  and 
Little  John  have  frequently  shot  an  arrow  a 
measured  mile." 

Robin  Hood's  mother  was  niece  to  Guy  of 
Warwick,  and  sister  to  Gamwel  of  Gamwel 
Hall.  In  Robin  Hood  newly  Revived,  Young 
Gamwel  is  Robin  Hood's  sister's  son.  Ac- 
cording to  this  ballad,  Robin  Hood  goes  with 
his  mother  to  keep  Christmas  with  old  Gam- 
well,  his  uncle,  whose  seat  is  forty  miles  from 
Locksly  town.  Little  John  is  a  member  of 
the  household,  a  fine  lad  at  gambols  and  jug- 
gling, and  twenty  such  tricks.  Robin  Hood, 
however,  puts  Little  John  down  in  this  way, 
and  everybody  else.  His  uncle  is  so  much 
pleased  that  he  tells  Robin  he  shall  be  his  heir, 
and  no  more  go  home.  Robin  asks  the  boon 
that  Little  John  may  be  his  page.  All  the 
while,  for  how  long  we  know  not,  Robin  Hood 
has  had  his  band  of  yeomen  in  Sherwood. 
Thither  he  goes  (the  time  is  not  specified,  but 
birds  are  singing  in  st.  50),  and  while  he  is 
collecting  his  men,  Clorinda,  queen  of  the  shep- 
herds and  archeress,  passes,  and  arrests  his  at- 


tention. The  favorable  impression  which  she 
makes  at  first  sight  is  confirmed  by  her  pres- 
ently shooting  a  deer  through  side  and  side. 
Robin  takes  her  to  his  bower  for  a  refection, 
which  is  served  by  four-and-twenty  yeomen. 
She  inquires  his  name ;  he  gives  it,  and  asks 
her  to  be  his  bride.  After  a  blush  and  a  pause, 
Clorinda  says,  With  all  my  heart,  and  it  is 
no  wonder  that  Robin  proposes  to  send  for  a 
priest  immediately.  Clorinda  is,  however, 
engaged  to  go  to  Titbury  feast,  whither  she 
invites  Robin  to  keep  her  company.  On  the 
way  he  has  an  affray  with  eight  yeomen,  who 
bid  him  hand  over  the  buck  which  Clorinda 
had  killed,  and  which  he  is  somehow  taking 
along  with  him.  With  Little  John's  help,  five 
of  the  eight  are  killed;  the  rest  are  spared. 
A  bull-baiting  is  going  on  at  Titbury,  which 
one  wonders  that  a  person  of  Clorinda's  im- 
puted "wisdom  and  modesty"  should  care 
for;  but  somehow  Clorinda  throws  off  her 
dignity  in  the  45th  stanza.  After  dinner  the 
parson  is  sent  for,  the  marriage  ceremony  is 
performed,  and  Robin  and  Clorinda  return  to 
Sherwood. 

The  author  of  this  ballad  ("  the  most  beau- 
tiful and  one  of  the  oldest  extant "  of  the  se- 
ries, says  the  editor  of  the  collection  of  1723) 
knew  nothing  of  the  Earl  of  Huntington  and 
Matilda  Fitzwater,  but  represents  Robin 
Hood  as  the  son  of  a  forester.  In  everything 
except  keeping  Robin  a  yeoman,  he  writes 
"as  the  world  were  now  but  to  begin,  an- 
tiquity forgot,  custom  not  known  ; "  but  poets 
in  his  day,  to  quote  the  critic  of  1723,  "  were 
looked  upon  like  other  Englishmen,  born  to 
live  and  write  with  freedom." 

Concerning   the  bull-running  at  Tutbury, 


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or  Stutesbury,  Staffordshire  (a  hideously  bru- 
tal custom,  of  long  standing),  a  compendium  of 
antiquarian  information  is  given  by  Gutch,  II, 


118.  Arthur  a  Bradley,  a  rollicking  ballad  of 
a  Merry  Wedding,  mentioned  in  stanza  46,  is 
printed  by  Ritson,  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II,  210. 


1  KIND  gentlemen,  will  you  be  patient  awhile? 

Ay,  and  then  you  shall  hear  anon 
A  very  good  ballad  of  bold  Robin  Hood, 
And  of  his  man,  brave  Little  John. 

2  In  Locksly  town,  in  Nottinghamshire, 

In  merry  sweet  Locksly  town, 
There  bold  Robin   Hood  he  was  born  and  was 

bred, 
Bold  Robin  of  famous  renown. 

3  The  father  of  Robin  a  forrester  was, 

And  he  shot  in  a  lusty  long  bow, 
Two  north  country  miles  and  an  inch  at  a  shot, 
As  the  Finder  of  Wakefield  does  know. 

4  For  he  brought  Adam  Bell,  and  Clim  of  the  Clugh, 

And  William  a  Clowdesle 
To  shoot  with  our  forrester  for  forty  mark, 
And  the  forrester  beat  them  all  three. 

5  His  mother  was  neece  to  the  Coventry  knight, 

Which  Warwickshire  men  call  Sir  Guy  ; 
For  he  slew  the  blue  bore  that  hangs  up  at  the 

gate, 
Or  mine  host  of  The  Bull  tells  a  lye. 

6  Her  brother  was  Gamwel,  of  Great  Gamwel  Hall, 

And  a  noble  house-keeper  was  he, 
Ay,  as  ever  broke  bread  in  sweet  Nottinghamshire, 
And  a  squire  of  famous  degree. 

7  The  mother  of  Robin  said  to  her  husband, 

My  honey,  my  love,  and  my  dear, 
Let  Robin  and  I  ride  this  morning  to  Gamwel, 
To  taste  of  my  brothers  good  cheer. 

8  And  he  said,  I  grant  thee  thy  boon,  gentle  Joan, 

Take  one  of  my  horses,  I  pray; 
The  sun  is  a  rising,  and  therefore  make  haste, 
For  to-morrow  is  Christmas-day. 

9  Then    Robin    Hoods   fathers    grey   gelding   was 

brought, 

And  sadled  and  bridled  was  he  ; 
God  wot,  a  blew  bonnet,  his  new  suit  of  cloaths, 
And  a  cloak  that  did  reach  to  his  knee. 

10  She  got  on  her  holiday  kirtle  and  gown, 

They  were  of  a  light  Lincoln  green ; 
The  cloath  was  homespun,  but  for  colour  and  make 
It  might  a  beseemed  our  queen. 


11  And  then  Robin  got  on  his  basket-hilt  sword, 

And  his  dagger  on  his  tother  side, 
And  said,  My  dear  mother,  let 's  haste  to  be  gone, 
We  have  forty  long  miles  to  ride. 

12  When  Robin  had  mounted  his  gelding  so  grey, 

His  father,  without  any  trouble, 
Set  her  up  behind  him,  and  bad  her  not  fear, 
For  his  gelding  had  oft  carried  double. 

13  And  when   she  was   settled,  they  rode    to    their 

neighbours, 

And  drank  and  shook  hands  with  them  all  ; 
And  then  Robin  gallopt,  and  never  gave  ore, 
Till  they  lighted  at  Gamwel  Hall. 

14  And  now  you  may  think  the  right  worshipful  squire 

Was  joyful  his  sister  to  see  ; 
For  he  kist  her  and  kist  her,  and  swore  a  great  oath, 
Thou  art  welcome,  kind  sister,  to  me. 

15  To-morrow,  when  mass  had  been  said  in  the  chap- 

pel, 

Six  tables  were  coverd  in  the  hall, 
And  in  comes  the  squire,  and  makes  a  short  speech, 
It  was,  Neighbours,  you  're  welcome  all. 

16  But  not  a  man  here  shall  taste  my  March  beer, 

Till  a  Christmas  carrol  he  sing  : 
Then  all  clapt  their  hands,  and  they  shouted  and 

sung, 
Till  the  hall  and  the  parlour  did  ring. 

1 7  Now  mustard  and  braun,  roast  beef  and  plumb  pies, 

Were  set  upon  every  table  : 

And  noble  George  Gamwel  said,  Eat  and  be  merry, 
And  drink  too,  as  long  as  you  're  able. 

18  When  dinner  was  ended,  his  chaplain  said  grace, 

And,  '  Be  merry,  my  friends,'  said  the  squire  ; 
'  It  rains,  and  it  blows,  but  call  for  more  ale, 
And  lay  some  more  wood  on  the  fire. 

19  '  And  now  call  ye  Little  John  hither  to  me, 

For  Little  John  is  a  fine  lad 
At  gambols  and  juggling,  and  twenty  such  tricks 
As  shall  make  you  merry  and  glad.' 

20  When  Little  John  came,  to  gambols  they  went, 

Both  gentleman,  yeoman  and  clown ; 
And  what  do  you  think  ?     Why,  as  true  as  I  live, 
Bold  Robin  Hood  put  them  all  down. 


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21  And    now  you    may    think    the    right  worshipful 

squire 

Was  joyful  this  sight  for  to  see ; 
For  he  said,  Cousin  Robin,  thou  'st  go  no  more 

home, 
But  tarry  and  dwell  here  with  me. 

22  Thou  shalt  have  my  land  when  I  dye,  and  till 

then 

Thou  shalt  be  the  staff  of  my  age  ; 
*Then  grant  me  my  boon,  dear  uncle,'  said  Robin, 
*  That  Little  John  may  be  my  page.' 

23  And  he  said,  Kind  cousin,  I  grant  thee  thy  boon ; 

With  all  my  heart,  so  let  it  be ; 
'  Then  come  hither,  Little  John,'  said  Robin  Hood, 
'  Come  hither,  my  page,  unto  me. 

24  '  Go  fetch  me  my  bow,  my  longest  long  bow, 

And  broad  arrows,  one,  two,  or  three  ; 
For  when  it  is  fair  weather  we  '11  into  Sherwood, 
Some  merry  pastime  to  see.' 

25  When  Robin  Hood  came  into  merry  Sherwood, 

He  winded  his  bugle  so  clear, 
And  twice  five  and  twenty  good  yeomen  and  bold 
Before  Robin  Hood  did  appear. 

26  '  Where  are  your  companions  all  ? '   said   Robin 

Hood, 

'  For  still  I  want  forty  and  three  ; ' 
Then  said  a  bold  yeoman,  Lo,  yonder  they  stand, 
All  under  a  green-wood  tree. 

27  As  that  word  was  spoke,  Clorinda  came  by; 

The  queen  of  the  shepherds  was  she  ; 
And  her  gown  was  of  velvet  as  green  as  the  grass, 
And  her  buskin  did  reach  to  her  knee. 

28  Her  gait  it  was  graceful,  her  body  was  straight, 

And  her  countenance  free  from  pride  ; 
A  bow  in  her  hand,  and  quiver  and  arrows 
Hung  dangling  by  her  sweet  side. 

29  Her  eye-brows  were  black,  ay,  and  so  was  her 

hair, 
And  her  skin  was  as  smooth  as  elass ; 

o  ' 

Her  visage  spoke  wisdom,  and  modesty  too ; 
Sets  with  Robin  Hood  such  a  lass  ! 

30  Said  Robin  Hood,  Lady  fair,  whither  away? 

O  whither,  fair  lady,  away? 
And  she  made  him  answer,  To  kill  a  fat  buck ; 
For  to-morrow  is  Titbury  day. 

31  Said  Robin  Hood,  Lady  fair,  wander  with  me 

A  little  to  yonder  green  bower  ; 
There  sit  down  to  rest  you,  and  you  shall  be  sure 
Of  a  brace  or  a  lease  in  an  hour. 


82  And  as  we  were  going  towards  the  green  bower, 

Two  hundred  good  bucks  we  espy'd  ;  v 
She  chose  out  the  fattest  that  was  in  the  herd, 
And  she  shot  him  through  side  and  side. 

33  '  By  the  faith  of  my  body,'  said  bold  Robin  Hood, 

*  I  never  saw  woman  like  thee ; 
And  comst  thou  from  east,  ay,  or  comst  thou  from 

west, 
Thou  needst  not  beg  venison  of  me. 

34  '  However,  along  to  my  bower  you  shall  go, 

And  taste  of  a  forresters  meat : ' 
And  when  we  come  thither,  we  found  as  good 

cheer 
As  any  man  needs  for  to  eat. 

85  For  there  was  hot  venison,  and  warden  pies  cold, 

Cream  clouted,  with  honey-combs  plenty ; 
And  the  sarvitors  they  were,  beside  Little  John, 
Good  yeomen  at  least  four  and  twenty. 

36  Clorinda  said,  Tell  me  your  name,  gentle  sir; 

And  he  said,  'T  is  bold  Robin  Hood  : 
Squire  Gamwel  's  my  uncle,  but  all  my  delight 
Is  to  dwell  in  the  merry  Sherwood. 

37  For  't  is  a  fine  life,  and  't  is  void  of  all  strife. 

'  So  'tis,  sir,'  Clorinda  reply'd ; 
'But  oh,'   said   bold   Robin,   'how  sweet  would 

it  be, 
If  Clorinda  would  be  my  bride  ! ' 

38  She  blusht  at  the  motion  ;  yet,  after  a  pause 

Said,  Yes,  sir,  and  with  all  my  heart ; 
'  Then  let 's  send  for  a  priest,'  said  Robin  Hood, 
'  And  be  married  before  we  do  part.' 

39  But  she  said,  It  may  not  be  so,  gentle  sir, 

For  I  must  be  at  Titbury  feast ; 
And  if  Robin  Hood  will  go  thither  with  me, 
I  '11  make  him  the  most  welcome  guest. 

40  Said  Robin   Hood,  Reach  me  that  buck,  Little 

John, 

For  I  '11  go  along  with  my  dear  ; 
Go  bid  my  yeomen  kill  six  brace  of  bucks, 
And  meet  me  to-morrow  just  here. 

41  Before  we  had  ridden  five  Staffordshire  miles, 

Eight  yeomen,  that  were  too  bold, 
Bid  Robin  Hood  stand,  and  deliver  his  buck ; 
A  truer  tale  never  was  told. 

42  '  I  will  not,  faith  ! '  said  bold  Robin :  '  come,  John, 

Stand  to  me,  and  we  '11  beat  em  all : ' 
Then  both  drew  their  swords,  an  so  cut  em  and 

slasht  em 
That  five  of  them  did  fall. 


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43  The  three  that  remaind  calld  to  Robin  for  quarter, 

And  pitiful  John  beggd  their  lives  ; 
When  John's  boon  was  granted,  he  gave  them  good 

counsel, 
And  so  sent  them  home  to  their  wives. 

44  This  battle  was  fought  near  to  Titbury  town, 

When  the  bagpipes  bated  the  bull ; 
7*  I  am  king  of  the  fidlers,  and  sware  't  is  a  truth, 
And  I  call  him  that  doubts  it  a  gull. 

45  For  I  saw  them  fighting,  and  fidld  the  while, 

And  Clorinda  sung,  Hey  derry  down  ! 
The  bumpkins  are  beaten,  put  up  thy  sword,  Bob, 
And  now  let 's  dance  into  the  town. 

46  Before  we  came  to  it,  we  heard  a  strange  shouting, 

And  all  that  were  in  it  lookd  madly ; 
For  some  were  a  bull-back,  some  dancing  a  morris, 
And  some  singing  Arthur- a- Bradly. 

47  And  there  we  see  Thomas,  our  justices  clerk, 

And  Mary,  to  whom  he  was  kind  ; 
For  Tom  rode  before  her,  and  calld  Mary,  Madam, 
And  kist  her  full  sweetly  behind. 

48  And  so  may  your  worships.     But  we  went  to  din- 

ner, 

With  Thomas  and  Mary  and  Nan ;    - 
They  all  drank  a  health  to  Clorinda,  and  told  her 
Bold  Robin  Hood  was  a  fine  man. 

49  When  dinner  was  ended,  Sir  Roger,  the  parson 

Of  Dubbridge,  was  sent  for  in  haste ; 


He  brought  his  mass-book,  and  he  bade  them  take 

hands, 
And  he  joynd  them  in  marriage  full  fast. 

50  And  then,  as  bold  Robin  Hood  and  his  sweet  bride 

Went  hand  in  hand  to  the  green  bower, 
The  birds  sung  with  pleasure  in  merry  Sherwood, 
And  't  was  a  most  joyful  hour. 

51  And  when  Robin  came  in  the  sight  of  the  bower, 

'  Where  are  my  yeomen  ?  '  said  he  ; 
And  Little  John  answered,  Lo,  yonder  they  stand, 
All  under  the  green-wood  tree. 

52  Then  a  garland  they  brought  her,  by  two  and  by 

two, 

And  plac'd  them  upon  the  bride's  head  ; 

The  music  struck  up,  and  we  all  fell  to  dance, 

Till  the  bride  and  the  groom  were  a-bed. 

53  And  what  they  did  there  must  be  counsel  to  me, 

Because  they  lay  long  the  next  day, 
And  I  had  haste  home,  but  I  got  a  good  piece 
Of  the  bride-cake,  and  so  came  away. 

54  Now  out,  alas  !    I  had  forgotten  to  tell  ye 

That  marryd  they  were  with  a  ring  ; 
.  _-  And  so  will  Nan  Knight,  or  be  buried  a  maiden, 
And  now  let  us  pray  for  the  king  : 

55  That  he  may  get  children,  and  they  may  get  more, 

To  govern  and  do  us  some  good ; 
And  then  I  '11  make  ballads  in  Robin  Hood's  bower, 
And  sing  em  in  merry  Sherwood. 


a.  A  new  ballad  of  bold  Robin  Hood,  shewing  his 

Birth,  Breeding,  Valour  and  Marriage,  at  Tit- 
bury  Bull-running :  calculated  for  the  meridian 
of  Staffordshire,  but  may  serve  for  Derbyshire 
or  Kent. 

London,  Printed  by  and  for  W.  O[nley],  and  are 
to  be  sold  by  the  booksellers.  (1650-1702.) 

151.  Morrow.     162.  be  sung. 

1 71.  mustards,  braun  :  cf.  b. 

202.  gentlemen,  yeomen  :  cf,  b.     SO2.  Oh. 

384.  be  merry  :  cf.  b.     403.  Go  wanting :  cf.  b. 

438.  good  wanting :  cf.  b.     521.  the  brought. 

522.  them  at  the  bride's  bed  :  cf.  b. 

b.  A  proper  new  ballad  of  bold  Robin  Hood,  shewing 

his  Birth,  his  Breeding,  his  Valour,  etc.,  as  above. 

To  a  pleasant  new  northern  tune. 

Printed  for  I.  Wright,  I.  Clark«,  W.  Thackeray, 
and  T.  Passenger.  (1670-86?) 

1s,  6»,  291,  338.  I/or  Ay. 

21.  And,  by  mistake,  for  In  :  in  merry  Nottingham- 
shire. 

8*.  shoot.    44.  beat  um.     5s.  at  that. 
VOL.  in.  28 


9».  Got  on  his.     IS1.  And  wanting.     IS2,  drunk. 

IS4,  at  great.     151.  To-morrow.     15s.  ith  hall. 

154.  y're.     162.  be  sung.     171.  mustard  and  braun. 

174.  y'are.     181.  this  for  his.     194.  you  both. 

202.  gentleman,  yeoman.     214.  here  wanting. 

241.  Go  and  fetch  my  bow.     242.  and  for  or. 

248.  'tis.     264.  the  for  a.     274.  buskins. 

288.  quiver  of.     302.  O.     SO8,  him  an. 

SO4.  Tilbery.     348.  came.     388.  let  us. 

384.  be  married.     408.  Go  bid. 

4 12.  Six  for  Eight :  too  too.     422.  beat  um. 

428.  slasht  um.     424.  of  the  six. 

438.  good  counsel.     458.  Rob.     461.  came  in  we. 

511.  in  sight.     514.  a.  for  the. 

521.  they.     522.  upon  the  bride's  head. 

554.  sing  um. 

c.  Printed  by  and  for  Alex.  Milbourn,  at  the  Station- 
ers-Arms, in  Green- Arbor- Court,  in  the  Little- 
Old-Baily.  (1670-97.)  Compared  only  here  and 
there. 

91.  God  wot  his.     304.  Tilbury. 

412.  Eight :  too  too.    424.  of  the  eisht.    458.  Bob. 


218 


ISO.    ROBIN  HOOD  AND  MAID  MARIAN 


15O 

ROBIN   HOOD  AND   MAID   MARIAN 


Wood,  401,  leaf  21  b. 


RITSON,  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II,  157,  from 
Wood's  copy.  In  none  of  the  garlands. 

The  Earl  of  Huntington,  alias  Robin  Hood, 
is  forced  by  fortune's  spite  to  part  from  his 
love  Marian,  and  take  to  the  green  wood. 
Marian  dresses  herself  "like  a  page,"  and, 
armed  with  bow,  sword,  and  buckler,  goes  in 
quest  of  Robin.  Both  being  disguised,  neither 
recognizes  the  other  until  they  have  had  an 
hour  at  swords,  when  >  Robin  Hood,  who  has 
lost  some  blood,  calls  to  his  antagonist  to  give 
over  and  join  his  band.  Marian  knows  his 
voice,  and  discovers  herself.  A  banquet  fol- 
lows, and  Marian  remains  in  the  wood. 

Though  Maid  Marian  and  Robin  Hood  had 
perhaps  been  paired  in  popular  sports,  no  one 
thought  of  putting  more  of  her  than  her 
name  into  a  ballad,  until  one  S.  S.  (so  the 
broadside  is  signed)  composed  this  foolish 
ditty.  The  bare  name  of  Maid  Marian  occurs 
in  No  145  A,  9*  and  in  No  147,  I4. 

Even  in  Barclay's  fourth  eclogue,  written 
not  long  after  1500,  where,  according  to  Rit- 
son,*  the  earliest  notice  of  Maid  Marian  oc- 
curs, and  where,  he  says,  "  she  is  evidently 
connected  with  Robin  Hood,"  the  two  are 
really  kept  distinct ;  for  the  lusty  Codrus  in 


1  A  BOXNY  fine  maid  of  a  noble  degree, 

With  a  hey  down  down  a  down  down 
Maid  Marian  calld  by  name, 
Did  live  in  the  North,  of  excellent  worth, 
For  she  was  a  gallant  dame. 

2  For  favour  and  face,  and  beauty  most  rare, 

Queen  Hellen  shee  did  excell ; 
For  Marian  then  was  praisd  of  all  men 
That  did  in  the  country  dwell. 

3  'T  was  neither  Rosamond  nor  Jane  Shore, 

Whose  beauty  was  clear  and  bright, 


that  eclogue  wishes  to  hear  "some  mery  fit 
of  Maide  Marion,  or  els  of  Robin  Hood." 

In  Munday's  play  of  The  Downfall  of  Rob- 
ert Earl  of  Huntington,  Matilda,  otherwise 
Marian,  daughter  to  Lord  Lacy,  accompanies 
Earl  Robert  to  Sherwood,  upon  his  being  out- 
lawed for  debt  the  very  day  of  their  troth- 
plight.  There  she  lives  a  spotless  maiden, 
awaiting  the  time  when  the  outlawry  shall 
be  repealed  and  Robin  may  legally  take  her 
to  wife.  Neither  the  author  of  the  play  nor 
that  of  the  ballad  was,  so  far  as  is  known, 
repeating  any  popular  tradition. 

The  ordinary  partner  of  Maid  Marian  is 
Friar  Tuck,  not  Robin  Hood.  There  is  no 
ground  for  supposing  that  there  ever  were 
songs  or  tales  about  the  Maid  and  Friar,  not- 
withstanding what  is  cursorily  said  by  one  of 
the  characters  in  Peele's  Edward  I : 

Why  so,  I  see,  my  mates,  of  old 
All  were  not  lies  that  beldames  told 
Of  Robin  Hood  and  Little  John, 
Friar  Tuck  and  Maid  Marian. 

ed.  Dyce,  1, 133. 

Translated  by  Anastasius  Griin,  p.  72, 
Loeve-Veimars,  p.  208. 


That  could  surpass  this  country  lass, 
Beloved  of  lord  and  knight. 

4  The  Earl  of  Huntington,  nobly  born, 

That  came  of  noble  blood, 
To  Marian  went,  with  a  good  intent, 
By  the  name  of  Robin  Hood. 

5  With  kisses  sweet  their  red  lips  meet, 

For  shee  and  the  earl  did  agree ; 
In  every  place,  they  kindly  im brace, 
With  love  and  sweet  unity. 


*  Robin  Hood,  ed.  1832,  p.  xxxvi,  note,  p.  Ixxxvii. 


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219 


6  But  fortune  bearing  these  lovers  a  spight, 

That  soon  they  were  forced  to  part, 
To  the  merry  green  wood  then  went  Robin  Hood, 
With  a  sad  and  sorrowf ull  heart. 

7  And  Marian,  poor  soul,  was  troubled  in  mind, 

For  the  absence  of  her  friend  ; 
With  finger  in  eye,  shee  often  did  cry, 
And  his  person  did  much  comend. 

8  Perplexed  and  vexed,  and  troubled  in  mind, 

Shee  drest  her  self  like  a  page, 
And  ranged  the  wood  to  find  Robin  Hood, 
The  bravest  of  men  in  that  age. 

9  With  quiver  and  bow,  sword,  buckler,  and  all, 

Thus  armed  was  Marian  most  bold, 

Still  wandering  about  to  find  Robin  out, 

Whose  person  was  better  then  gold. 

10  But  Robin  Hood,  hee  himself  had  disguisd, 

And  Marian  was  strangly  attir'd, 
That  they  provd  foes,  and  so  fell  to  blowes, 
Whose  vallour  bold  Robin  admir'd. 

1 1  They  drew  out  their  swords,  and  to  cutting  they 

went, 

At  least  an  hour  or  more, 

That  the  blood  ran  apace  from  bold  Robins  face, 
And  Marian  was  wounded  sore. 

12  « O  hold  thy  hand,  hold  thy  hand,'  said  Robin 

Hood, 

'  And  thou  shalt  be  one  of  my  string, 
To  range  in  the  wood  with  bold  Robin  Hood, 
To  hear  the  sweet  nightingall  sing.' 

13  When  Marian  did  hear  the  voice  of  her  love, 

Her  self  shee  did  quickly  discover, 
And  with  kisses  sweet  she  did  him  greet, 
Like  to  a  most  loyall  lover. 

14  When  bold  Robin  Hood  his  Marian  did  see, 

Good  lord,  what  clipping  was  there  ! 


With  kind  imbraces,  and  jobbing  of  faces, 
Providing  of  gallant  cheer. 

15  For  Little  John  took  his  bow  in  his  hand, 

And  wandring  in  the  wood, 
To  kill  the  deer,  and  make  good  chear, 
For  Marian  and  Robin  Hood. 

16  A  stately  banquet  the[y]  had  full  soon, 

All  in  a  shaded  bower, 
Where  venison  sweet  they  had  to  eat, 
And  were  merry  that  present  hour. 

1 7  Great  flaggons  of  wine  were  set  on  the  board, 

And  merrily  they  drunk  round 
Their  boules  of  sack,  to  strengthen  the  back, 
Whilst  their  knees  did  touch  the  ground. 

18  First  Robin  Hood  began  a  health 

To  Marian  his  onely  dear, 
And  his  yeomen  all,  both  comly  and  tall, 
Did  quickly  bring  up  the  rear. 

19  For  in  a  brave  veine  they  tost  off  the[ir]  bouls, 

Whilst  thus  they  did  remain, 

And  every  cup,  as  they  drunk  up, 

They  filled  with  speed  again. 

20  At  last  they  ended  their  merryment, 

And  went  to  walk  in  the  wood, 
Where  Little  John  and  Maid  Marian 
Attended  on  bold  Robin  Hood. 

21  In  sollid  content  together  they  livd, 

With  all  their  yeomen  gay; 
They  livd  by  their  hands,  without  any  lands, 
And  so  they  did  many  a  day. 

22  But  now  to  conclude,  an  end  I  will  make 

In  time,  as  I  think  it  good, 
For  the  people  that  dwell  in  the  North  can  tell 
Of  Marian  and  bold  Robin  Hood. 


A  Famous  Battle  between  Robin  Hood  and  Maid 
Marian,  declaring  their  Love,  Life,  and  Liberty. 
Tune,  Robin  Hood  Reviv'd. 

No  printer :  black-letter.     S.  S.  at  the  end. 

II1.  out  rheir.     191.  vente.     218.  there  :  wirhout. 


A  MS.  copy  in  Percy' s  papers  has  in  161  he  had, 
and  in  191,  in  a  brave  venie  they  tost  off  their 
bowles.  It  is  barely  possible  that  venie,  which 
Ritson  prints,  may  be  right. 


220 


151.    THE  KING'S  DISGUISE,  AND  FRIENDSHIP  WITH  ROBIN  HOOD 


151 

THE  KING'S  DISGUISE,  AND  FRIENDSHIP  WITH  ROBIN 

HOOD 


a.  Robin  Hood's  Garland,  London,  W.  &  C.  Dicey,  in 
St  Mary  Aldermary  Church  Yard,  Bow  Lane,  Cheap- 
side,  n.  d.  (but  not  older  than  1 753),  p.  76,  No  25. 
b.  Robin  Hood's  Garland,  London,  Printed  by  L. 
How,  in  Feticoat  Lane,  n.  d.  c.  '  The  King's  Dis- 


guise and  True  Friendship  with  Robin  Hood,'  Lon- 
don, Printed  by  L.  How,  in  Petticoat  Lane,  Douce 
Ballads,  III,  113  b  (not  black  letter),  d.  Robin 
Hood's  Garland,  London,  R.  Marshall,  in  Alder- 
mary Church- Yard,  Bow-Lane,  n.  d.,  p.  80,  No  25. 


RITSON,  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II,  162,  «« from 
the  common  collection  of  Aldermary  Church 
Yard;"  Evans,  Old  Ballads,  1777,  1784,  I, 
218;  Gutch,  Robin  Hood,  II,  281,  Ritson's 
copy  "  compared  with  one  in  the  York  edi- 
tion." 

The  ballad  is  not  found  in  a  garland  of 
1749 ;  but  this  garland  has  only  twenty-four 
pieces. 

The  story,  as  far  as  st.  38,  is  a  loose  para- 
j  ...  phrase,  with  omissions,  of  the  seventh  and 
eighth  fits  of  the  Gest,  and  seems,  like  the 
two  which  here  follow  it,  "  to  have  been  writ- 
ten by  some  miserable  retainer  to  the  press, 
merely  to  eke  out  the  book ;  being,  in  fact, 
a  most  contemptible  performance : "  Ritson. 


121  may  have  been  borrowed  from  Martin 
Parker's  True  Tale,  No  154,  151.  By  the 
clergyman  who  was  first  Robin  Hood's  bane, 
291,  is  meant  the  prior  of  York,  who  in  Mun- 
day's  play,  The  Downfall  of  Robert  Earl  of 
Huntington,  procures  his  outlawry.  The  forc- 
ing of  the  sheriff  to  give  the  king  a  supper 
may  be  the  beggarly  author's  own  invention. 
The  last  two  lines  are  intended  to  serve  as 
a  link  with  Robin  Hood  and  the  Valiant 
Knight,  which,  however,  does  not  immedi- 
ately succeed  in  the  garlands,  Robin  Hood 
and  the  Golden  Arrow  being  interposed. 

Translated  by  Doenniges,  p.  185 ;  A.  Griin, 
p.  159  ;  Loeve-Veimars,  p.  212. 


1  KING  RICHARD  hearing  of  the  pranks 

Of  Robin  Hood  and  his  men, 
He  much  admir'd,  and  more  desir'd, 
To  see  both  him  and  them. 

2  Then  with  a  dozen  of  his  lords 

To  Nottingham  he  rode  ; 
When  he  came  there,  he  made  good  cheer, 
And  took  up  his  abode. 

3  He  having  staid  there  some  time, 

But  had  no  hopes  to  speed, 
He  and  his  lords,  with  [free]  accord, 
All  put  on  monk's  weeds. 

4  From  Fountain-abby  they  did  ride, 

Down  to  Barnsdale  ; 


Where  Robin  Hood  prepared  stood 
All  company  to  assail. 

5  The  king  was  higher  then  the  rest, 

And  Robin  thought  he  had 
An  abbot  been  whom  he  did  spleen  ; 
To  rob  him  he  was  glad. 

6  He  took  the  king's  horse  by  the  head, 

'  Abbot,'  says  he,  '  abide  ; 
I  am  bound  to  rue  such  knaves  as  you, 
That  live  in  pomp  and  pride.' 

7  « But  we  are  messengers  from  the  king,' 

The  king  himself  did  say  ; 
'  Near  to  this  place  his  royal  Grace 
To  speak  with  thee  does  stay.' 


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221 


8  '  God  save  the  king,*  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  And  all  that  wish  him  well ; 
He  that  does  deny  his  sovereignty, 
I  wish  he  was  in  hell.' 

9  '  O  thyself  thou  curses,'  says  the  king, 

'  For  thou  a  traitor  art : ' 
'  Nay,  but  that  you  are  his  messenger, 
I  swear  you  lie  in  heart. 

10  '  For  I  never  yet  hurt  any  man 

That  honest  is  and  true ; 
But  those  that  give  their  minds  to  live 
Upon  other  men's  due. 

11  'I  never  hurt  the  husbandman, 

That  use  to  till  the  ground  ; 
Nor  spill  their  blood  that  range  the  wood 
To  follow  hawk  or  hound. 

12  '  My  chief est  spite  to  clergy  is, 

Who  in  these  days  bear  a  great  sway ; 
With  fryars  and  monks,  with  their  fine  sprunks, 
I  make  my  chiefest  prey. 

13  '  But  I  am  very  glad,'  says  Robin  Hood, 

'  That  I  have  met  you  here  ; 
Come,  before  we  end,  you  shall,  my  friend, 
Taste  of  our  green- wood  cheer.' 

14  The  king  did  then  marvel  much, 

And  so  did  all  his  men  ; 
They  thought  with  fear,  what  kind  of  cheer 
Robin  would  provide  for  them. 

15  Robin  took  the  king's  horse  by  the  head, 

And  led  him  to  the  tent ; 
*  Thou  would  not  be  so  usd,'  quoth  he, 
« But  that  my  king  thee  sent. 

16  *  Nay,  more  than  that,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  For  good  king  Richard's  sake, 
If  you  had  as  much  gold  as  ever  I  told, 
I  would  not  one  penny  take.' 

1 7  Then  Robin  set  his  horn  to  his  mouth, 

And  a  loud  blast  he  did  blow, 
Till  a  hundred  and  ten  of  Robin  Hood's  men 
Came  marching  all  of  a  row. 

18  And  when  they  came  bold  Robin  before, 

Each  man  did  bend  his  knee  ; 
'  O,'  thought  the  king,  "t  is  a  gallant  thing, 
And  a  seemly  sight  to  see.' 

19  Within  himself  the  king  did  say, 

These  men  of  Robin  Hood's 
More  humble  be  than  mine  to  me  ; 
So  the  court  may  learn  of  the  woods. 


20  So  then  they  all  to  dinner  went, 

Upon  a  carpet  green  ; 
Black,  yellow,  red,  finely  mingled, 
Most  curious  to  be  seen. 

21  Venison  and  fowls  were  plenty  there. 

With  fish  out  of  the  river  : 
King  Richard  swore,  on  sea  or  shore, 
He  neer  was  feasted  better. 

22  Then  Robin  takes  a  can  of  ale  : 

'  Come,  let  us  now  begin ; 
Come,  every  man  shall  have  his  can; 
Here  's  a  health  unto  the  king.' 

23  The  king  himself  drank  to  the  king, 

So  round  about  it  went ; 
Two  barrels  of  ale,  both  stout  and  stale, 
To  pledge  that  health  were  spent. 

24  And  after  that,  a  bowl  of  wine 

In  his  hand  took  Robin  Hood  ; 
'  Until  I  die,  I  '11  drink  wine,'  said  he, 
'  While  I  live  in  the  green-wood. 

25  '  Bend  all  your  bows,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  And  with  the  grey  goose  wing 
Such  sport  now  shew  as  you  would  do 
In  the  presence  of  the  king.' 

26  They  shewd  such  brave  archery, 

By  cleaving  sticks  and  wands, 
That  the  king  did  say,  Such  men  as  they 
Live  not  in  many  lands. 

27  « Well,  Robin  Hood,'  then  says  the  king, 

'  If  I  could  thy  pardon  get, 
To  serve  the  king  in  every  thing 
Wouldst  thou  thy  mind  firm  set? ' 

28  'Yes,  with  all  my  heart,'  bold  Robin  said, 

So  they  flung  off  their  hoods  ; 
To  serve  the  king  in  every  thing, 

They  swore  they  would  spend  their  bloods. 

29  '  For  a  clergyman  was  first  my  bane, 

Which  makes  me  hate  them  all ; 
But  if  you  '11  be  so  kind  to  me, 
Love  them  again  I  shall.' 

30  The  king  no  longer  could  forbear, 

For  he  was  movd  with  ruth ; 
[«  Robin,'  said  he,  « I  now  tell  thee 
The  very  naked  truth.] 

31  '  I  am  the  king,  thy  sovereign  king, 

That  appears  before  you  all ; ' 
When  Robin  see  that  it  was  he, 
Strait  then  he  down  did  fall. 


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32  '  Stand  up  again,'  then  said  the  king, 

'  I  '11  thee  thy  pardon  give  ; 
Stand  up,  my  friend  ;  who  can  contend, 
When  I  give  leave  to  live? ' 

S3  So  they  are  all  gone  to  Nottingham, 

All  shouting  as  they  came  ; 
But  when  the  people  them  did  see, 
They  thought  the  king  was  slain, 

34  And  for  that  cause  the  outlaws  were  come, 

To  rule  all  as  they  list ; 
And  for  to  shun,  which  way  to  run 
The  people  did  not  wist. 

85  The  plowman  left  the  plow  in  the  fields, 

The  smith  ran  from  his  shop  ; 
Old  folks  also,  that  scarce  could  go, 
Over  their  sticks  did  hop. 

36  The  king  soon  let  them  understand 

He  had  been  in  the  green  wood, 
And  from  that  day,  for  evermore, 
He  'd  forgiven  Robin  Hood. 

37  When  the  people  they  did  hear, 

And  the  truth  was  known, 
They  all  did  sing,  '  God  save  the  king  ! 
Hang  care,  the  town  's  cur  own  ! ' 

88  « What 's  that  Robin  Hood  ? '  then  said  the  sheriff ; 
1  That  varlet  I  do  hate  ; 


Both  me  and  mine  he  causd  to  dine, 
And  servd  us  all  with  one  plate.' 

39  '  Ho,  ho,'  said  Robin,  '  I  know  what  you  mean  ; 

Come,  take  your  gold  again  ; 
Be  friends  with  me,  and  I  with  thee, 
And  so  with  every  man. 

40  '  Now,  master  sheriff,  you  are  paid, 

And  since  you  are  beginner, 
As  well  as  you  give  me  my  due ; 
For  you  neer  paid  for  that  dinner. 

41  « But  if  that  it  should  please  the  king 

So  much  your  house  to  grace 
To  sup  with  you,  for  to  speak  true, 
[I]  know  you  neer  was  base.' 

42  The  sheriff  could  not  [that]  gain  say, 

For  a  trick  was  put  upon  him  ; 
A  supper  was  drest,  the  king  was  guest, 
But  he  thought  't  would  have  undone  him. 

43  They  are  all  gone  to  London  court, 

Robin  Hood,  with  all  his  train  ; 
He  once  was  there  a  noble  peer, 
And  now  he  's  there  again. 

44  Many  such  pranks  brave  Robin  playd 

While  he  lived  in  the  green  wood : 
Now,  my  friends,  attend,  and  hear  an  end 
Of  honest  Robin  Hood. 


The  King's  Disguise,  and  Friendship  with  Robin 

Hood. 
To  a  Northern  Tune. 

a.  91.  thyself,  thyself.     98.  yon.     28*.  spent. 
291.  ban.     302.  with  truth. 

308-4.  Supplied  from  R.  H.'s  Garland,  York,  Thomas 
Wilson  fr  Son,  1811. 

b,  c.  38.  with  free.     61.  c,  livd.     91.  O  thyself  thou. 
131.  said.     148.  that  kind.     181.  bold  wanting. 
211.  was.     23*.  was.     264.  c,  Lived. 

27s.  I  [s]hould.     27*.  would.     28a.  they  wanting. 
28*.  they'd.     291.  ban.     302.  with  truth. 
308-4.  wanting.     331.  c,  they  're.     341.  was. 


351.  his  plow  :  field.     36*.  b,  Ha'd :  c,  Had. 
372.  And  that.     38*.  b,  with  plate  :  c,  in  plate. 
402.  are  the.     4 11,  c,  it  wanting. 
41*.  b,  I  wanting  :  c,  I  know.    421.  that  gain  say. 
424.  it  would  undone.     431.  They  're. 
d.  38.  with  one.     58.  he  had  seen.     64.  lives. 
91.  Thyself  thou  cursest  said.     108.  who  give. 
141.  king  he  then  did.     161.  quoth  for  said. 
214.  never.     228.  And  every.     234.  was  spent. 
284.  blood.    '291.  bane.     302.  with  truth. 
SO8-4,  wanting.     318.  saw  for  see.     361.  did  let. 
871.  Then.     4 14.  I  wanting.    421.  that  wanting. 
424.  a  guest. 


152.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  GOLDEN  AKROW 


223 


152 

ROBIN   HOOD   AND   THE  GOLDEN  ARROW 


a.  Robin  Hood's  Garland,  London,  W.  and  C.  Dicey, 
St  Mary  Aldermary  Church-yard,  Bow-Lane,  n.  d. , 
p.  80,  No  26.  b.  Robin  Hood's  Garland,  London, 


R.  Marshall,  in  Aldermary  Church-yard,  Bow-Lane, 
n.  d.,  p.  84,  No  26.  c.  Robin  Hood's  Garland,  Pres- 
ton, Printed  and  sold  by  W.  Sergent,  n.  d. 


EVANS,  Old  Ballads,  1777,  1784,  I,  226, 
and  Ritson,  Robin  Hood,  1795,  II,  171,  from 
an  Aldermary  garland.  Gutch,  II,  289,  from 
Ritson,  "compared  with  the  York  edition." 

The  ballad  is  not  found  in  a  garland  of 
1749. 

The  first  twenty-three  stanzas  are  based 
upon  The  Gest,  sts  282-95.  The  remainder  is 
mostly  taken  up  with  John's  astute  device  for 
sending  information  to  the  sheriff.  The  two 
concluding  lines  are  for  connection  with  R. 


H.  and  the  Valiant  Knight,  which  follows  in 
some  garlands,  as  here. 

According  to  Martin  Parker's  True  Tale, 
Robin  Hood  shot  a  letter  addressed  to  the 
king  into  Nottingham,  on  an  arrow-head, 
offering  to  submit  upon  terms :  sts  78-81 . 
Two  cases  of  a  message  shot  on  an  arrow  are 
cited  by  Rochholz,  Tell  u.  Gessler  in  Sage  u. 
Geschichte,  p.  28  and  note. 

Translated  by  A.  Griin,  p.  140. 


1  WHEN  as  the  sheriff  of  Nottingham 

Was  come,  with  mickle  grief, 
He  talkd  no  good  of  Robin  Hood, 
That  strong  and  sturdy  thief. 
Fal  lal  dal  de 

2  So  unto  London-road  he  past, 

His  losses  to  unfold 
To  King  Richard,  who  did  regard 
The  tale  that  he  had  told. 

3  '  Why,'  quoth  the  king,  « what  shall  I  do? 

Art  thou  not  sheriff  for  me  ? 
The  law  is  in  force,  go  take  thy  course 
Of  them  that  injure  thee. 

4  '  Go  get  thee  gone,  and  by  thyself 

Devise  some  tricking  game 
For  to  enthral  yon  rebels  all ; 
Go  take  thy  course  with  them.' 

5  So  away  the  sheriff  he  returnd, 

And  by  the  way  he  thought 
Of  the  words  of  the  king,  and  how  the  thing 
To  pass  might  well  be  brought. 


6  For  within  his  mind  he  imagined 

That  when  such  matches  were, 
Those  outlaws  stout,  without  [all]  doubt, 
Would  be  the  bowmen  there. 

7  So  an  arrow  with  a  golden  head 

And  shaft  of  silver  white, 
Who  won  the  day  should  bear  away 
For  his  own  proper  right. 

8  Tidings  came  to  brave  Robin  Hood, 

Under  the  green-wood  tree : 
1  Come  prepare  you  then,  my  merry  men, 
We  '11  go  yon  sport  to  see.' 

9  With  that  stept  forth  a  brave  young  man, 

David  of  Doncaster : 
'Master,'  said  he,  'be  ruld  by  me, 
From  the  green-wood  we  '11  not  stir. 

10  '  To  tell  the  truth,  I  'm  well  informed 

Yon  match  is  a  wile  ; 
The  sheriff,  I  wiss,  devises  this 
Us  archers  to  beguile.' 


224 


152.  ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  GOLDEN  ARROW 


11  '  O  them  smells  of  a  coward,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  Thy  words  does  not  please  me ; 
Come  on 't  what  will,  I  '11  try  my  skill 
At  yon  brave  archery.' 

12  O  then  bespoke  brave  Little  John: 

Come,  let  us  thither  gang  ; 
Come  listen  to  me,  how  it  shall  be 
That  we  need  not  be  kend. 

IS  Our  mantles,  all  of  Lincoln  green, 

Behind  us  we  will  leave ; 
We  '11  dress  us  all  so  several 
They  shall  not  us  perceive. 

14  One  shall  wear  white,  another  red, 

One  yellow,  another  blue  ; 

Thus  in  disguise,  to  the  exercise 

We  '11  gang,  whateer  ensue. 

15  Forth  from  the  green-wood  they  are  gone, 

With  hearts  all  firm  and  stout, 
Resolving  [then]  with  the  sheriff's  men 
To  have  a  hearty  bout. 

16  So  themselves  they  mixed  with  the  rest, 

To  prevent  all  suspicion  ; 
For  if  they  should  together  hold 
They  thought  [it]  no  discretion. 

17  So  the  sheriff  looking  round  about, 

Amongst  eight  hundred  men, 
But  could  not  see  the  sight  that  he 
Had  long  expected  then. 

18  Some  said,  If  Robin  Hood  was  here, 

And  all  his  men  to  boot, 
Sure  none  of  them  could  pass  these  men, 
So  bravely  they  do  shoot. 

19  '  Ay,'  quoth  the  sheriff,  and  scratchd  his  head, 

,'  I  thought  he  would  have  been  here  ; 
I  thought  he  would,  but,  tho  he  's  bold, 
He  durst  not  now  appear.' 

20  O  that  word  grieved  Robin  Hood  to  the  heart ; 

He  vexed  in  his  blood ; 
Eer  long,  thought  he,  thou  shalt  well  see  . 
That  here  was  Robin  Hood. 

21  Some  cried,  Blue  jacket!  another  cried,  Brown 

And  the  third  cried,  Brave  Yellow! 
But  the  fourth  man  said,  Yon  man  in  red 
In  this  place  has  no  fellow. 

22  For  that  was  Robin  Hood  himself, 

For  he  was  cloathd  in  red  ; 


At  every  shot  the  prize  he  got, 
For  he  was  both  sure  and  dead. 

23  So  the  arrow  with  the  golden  head 

And  shaft  of  silver  white 
Brave  Robin  Hood  won,  and  bore  with  him 
For  his  own  proper  right. 

24  These  outlaws  there,  that  very  day, 

To  shun  all  kind  of  doubt, 
By  three  or  four,  no  less  no  more, 
As  they  went  in  came  out. 

25  Until  they  all  assembled  were 

Under  the  green-wood  shade, 
Where  they  report,  in  pleasant  sport, 
What  brave  pastime  they  made. 

26  Says  Robin  Hood,  All  my  care  is, 

How  that  yon  sheriff  may 

Know  certainly  that  it  was  I 

That  bore  his  arrow  away. 

27  Says  Little  John,  My  counsel  good 

Did  take  effect  before, 
So  therefore  now,  if  you  '11  allow, 
I  will  advise  once  more. 

28  '  Speak  on,  speak  on,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'  Thy  wit 's  both  quick  and  sound  ; 
[I  know  no  man  amongst  us  can 
For  wit  like  thee  be  found.'] 

29  «  This  I  advise,'  said  Little  John  ; 

'  That  a  letter  shall  be  pend, 
And  when  it  is  done,  to  Nottingham 
You  to  the  sheriff  shall  send.' 

80  '  That  is  well  advised,'  said  Robin  Hood, 

'But  how  must  it  be  sent? ' 
'  Pugh!  when  you  please,  it 's  done  with  ease, 
Master,  be  you  content. 

31  '  I  '11  stick  it  on  my  arrow's  head, 

And  shoot  it  into  the  town ; 
The  mark  shall  show  where  it  must  go, 
When  ever  it  lights  down. ' 

32  The  project  it  was  full  performd  ; 

The  sheriff  that  letter  had  ; 
Which  when  he  read,  he  scratchd  his  head, 
And  rav'd  like  one  that 's  mad. 

38  So  we  '11  leave  him  chafing  in  his  grease, 

Which  will  do  him  no  good  : 
Now,  my  friends,  attend,  and  hear  the  end 
Of  honest  Robin  Hood. 


153.     ROBIN   HOOD  AND  THE  VALIANT  KNIGHT 


225 


a.  12s.  hither.     25*.  relate  for  report. 

288>4.  supplied  from  R.  H.'s  Garland,  York,  Thomas 
Wilson  fr  Son,  1811. 

b,  c.  38.  to  take.     68.  without  all.     101.  the  wanting. 
102.  it  is.     II1.  O  wanting.     II2.  do  not. 

12s.  thither.     148.  in  the. 


158.  then  wanting.     16*.  thought  it. 

17*.  suspected. 

19s.  c,  but  wanting.     212.  a  third. 

221.  c,  bold  Robin.     242.  kinds.     248.  nor  more. 

258.  relate.     28814.  wanting.     3 18,  must  show. 

321.  well  for  full.     S31,  in  the. 


153 

ROBIN  HOOD  AND  THE  VALIANT   KNIGHT 


a.  Robin  Hood's  Garland,  London,  C.  Dicey,  Bow 
Church  Yard,  n.  d.,  but  before  1741,  p.  88,  Bodleian 
Library,  Douce  H  H,  88.  b.  Robin  Hood's  Gar- 
land, 1749,  without  place  or  printer,  p.  101,  No  24. 


c.  Robin  Hood's  Garland,  London,  R.  Marshall,  in 
Aldermary  Church- Yard,  Bow-Lane,  n.  d.,  p.  87, 
No  27. 


EVANS,  Old  Ballads,  1777,  1784,  I,  232, 
from  an  Aldermary  garland;  Ritson,  Robin 
Hood,  1795,  II,  178,  from  an  Aldermary  gar- 
land, corrected  by  a  York  copy. 

Written,  perhaps,  because  it  was  thought 
that  authority  should  in  the  end  be  vindicated 


against  outlaws,  which  may  explain  why  this 
piece  surpasses  in  platitude  everything  that 
goes  before. 

Translated  by  Lodve-Veimars,  p.  219. 


1  WHEN  Robin  Hood,  and  his  merry  men  all, 

Deny,  etc. 

Had  reigned  many  years, 

The  king  was  then  told  they  had  been  too  bold 
To  his  bishops  and  noble  peers. 

Hey,  etc. 

2  Therefore  they  called  a  council  of  state, 

To  know  what  was  best  to  be  done 
For  to  quell  their  pride,  or  else,  they  reply'd, 
The  land  would  be  over-run. 

3  Having  consulted  a  whole  summers  day, 

At  length  it  was  agreed 
That  one  should  be  sent  to  try  the  event, 
And  fetch  him  away  with  speed. 

4  Therefore  a  trusty  and  worthy  knight 

The  king  was  pleasd  to  call, 
Sir  William  by  name ;  when  to  him  he  came, 
He  told  him  his  pleasure  all. 

5  '  Go  you  from  hence  to  bold  Robin  Hood, 

And  bid  him,  without  more  a-do, 
Surrender  himself,  or  else  the  proud  elf 

Shall  suffer  with  all  his  crew. 
VOL.  in.  29 


6  '  Take  here  a  hundred  bowmen  brave, 

All  chosen  men  of  might, 
Of  excellent  art  for  to  take  thy  part; 
In  glittering  armour  bright.' 

7  Then  said  the  knight,  My  sovereign  liege, 

By  me  they  shall  be  led ; 

I  '11  venture  my  blood  against  bold  Robin  Hood, 
And  bring  him  alive  or  dead. 

8  One  hundred  men  were  chosen  straight, 

As  proper  as  eer  men  saw ; 
On  Midsummer-day  they  marched  away, 
To  conquer  that  brave  outlaw. 

9  With  long  yew  bows  and  shining  spears, 

They  marchd  in  mickle  pride, 
And  never  delay  d,  or  halted,  or  stayd, 
Till  they  came  to  the  greenwood-side. 

10  Said  he  to  his  archers,  Tarry  here ; 

Your  bows  make  ready  all, 
That,  if  need  should  be,  you  may  follow  me  ; 
And  see  you  observe  my  call. 


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153.    ROBIN   HOOD  AND  THE  VALIANT  KNIGHT 


11  '  I  '11  go  in  person  first,'  he  cry'd, 

4  With  the  letters  of  my  good  king, 
Both  signd  and  seald,  and  if  he  will  yield, 
We  need  not  draw  one  string.' 

12  He  wanderd  about  till  at  length  he  came 

To  the  tent  of  Robin  Hood  ; 
The  letter  he  shews ;  bold  Robin  arose, 
And  there  on  his  guard  he  stood. 

13  'They'd  have  me  surrender,'  quoth  bold  Robin 

Hood, 

'  And  lie  at  their  mercy  then  ; 
But  tell  them  from  me,  that  never  shall  be, 
While  I  have  full  seven-score  men.' 

14  Sir  William  the  knight,  both  hardy  and  bold, 

Did  offer  to  seize  him  there, 
Which  William  Locksly  by  fortune  did  see, 
And  bid  him  that  trick  forbear. 

15  Then  Robin  Hood  set  his  horn  to  his  mouth, 

And  blew  a  blast  or  twain, 
And  so  did  the  knight,  at  which  there  in  sight 
The  archers  came  all  amain. 

16  Sir  William  with  care  he  drew  up  his  men, 

And  plac'd  them  in  battle  array  ; 
Bold  Robin,  we  find,  he  was  not  behind  ; 
Now  this  was  a  bloody  fray. 

1 7  The  archers  on  both  sides  bent  their  bows, 

And  the  clouds  of  arrows*flew; 
The  very  first  flight,  that  honoured  knight 
Did  there  bid  the  world  adieu. 

18  Yet  nevertheless  their  fight  did  last 

From  morning  till  almost  noon  ; 
Both  parties  were  stout,  and  loath  to  give  out ; 
This  was  on  the  last  [day]  of  June. 


19  At  length  they  went  off  ;  one  part  they  went 

To  London  with  right  good  will ; 
And  Robin  Hood  he  to  the  green-wood  tree, 
And  there  he  was  taken  ill. 

20  He  sent  for  a  monk,  who  let  him  blood, 

And  took  his  life  away  ; 
Now  this  being  done,  his  archers  they  run, 
It  was  not  a  time  to  stay. 

21  Some  got  on  board  and  crossd  the  seas, 

To  Flanders,  France,  and  Spain, 
And  others  to  Rome,  for  fear  of  their  doom, 
But  soon  returnd  again. 

22  Thus  he  that  never  feard  bow  nor  spear 

Was  murderd  by  letting  of  blood  ; 
And  so,  loving  friends,  the  story  doth  end 
Of  valiant  bold  Robin  Hood. 

23  There  's  nothing  remains  but  his  epitaph  now, 

Which,  reader,  here  you  have ; 
To  this  very  day,  and  read  it  you  may, 
As  it  was  upon  his  grave. 


Robin  Hood's  Epitaph, 

Set  on  his  tomb 

By  the  Prioress  of  Birkslay  Monastery,  in 
Yorkshire. 

Robin,  Earl  of  Huntington, 
Lies  under  this  little  stone. 
No  archer  was  like  him  so  good ; 
His  wildness  nam'd  him  Robin  Hood. 
Full  thirteen  years,  and  something  more, 
These  northern  parts  he  vexed  sore. 
Such  outlaws  as  he  and  his  men 
May  England  never  know  again  J 


Robin  Hood  and  the  Valiant  Knight;  together 
with  an  account  of  his  Death  and  Burial,  &c. 
Tune  of  Robin  Hood  and  the  Fifteen  Foresters. 

a.  Inside  the  cover  is  written,  William  Stukely,  1741. 
184.  day  found  in  b. 

b.  A   carelessly  printed   book,   with   only   twenty-four 

ballads.     It  belonged  to  Bishop  Percy.    Burden 

omitted. 

I1.  When  bold  Robin  and.     I8,  had  been  told  he. 
I4.  With  his.     21.  the  best.     2*.  will  be. 
3.  wanting.     61.  Take  an.     68.  art  to. 
7*.  again  Robin.     121.  till  at  last.     122.  of  bold. 
131.  would  have  :  bold,  Hood,  wanting. 
13*.  that  it.     13*.  Whilst.     151.  Robin  he  set. 


174.  there  wanting.     181.  the  fight.     184.  last  day. 
192.  For  London.     198.  he  wanting.     201.  to  let. 
202.  done  away  they  ran.     21.  wanting. 
221.  that  neither.     248.  it  wanting.     244.  it  were. 
The  epitaph  is  not  given. 
c.  Burden :    Derry  down  down :    Hey  down  derry 

deny  down. 

I8,  that  they  had  been  bold.     22.  best  wanting. 
51.  Go  you.     61.  an.     78.  bold  wanting. 
104.  see  that.     II8.  Well  signd. 
144.  bid  them  :  to  forbear.     184.  day  wanting. 
191.  party.     1 92.  For  London.     201.  to  let. 
202.  Who  took.     204.  a  wanting.   211.  Some  went. 
238.  and  wanting. 


154.  A  TRUE  TALE  OF  ROBIN  HOOD 


227 


154 

A  TRUE   TALE   OF   ROBIN   HOOD 


MARTIN  PARKER'S  True  Tale  of  Robin 
Hood  was  entered  to  Francis  Grove  the  29th 
of  February,  1632 :  Stationers'  Registers, 
Arber,  IV,  273.  A  copy  in  the  British  Mu- 
seum (press-mark  C.  39.  a.  52),  which  is  here 
reprinted,  is  assumed  by  Mr  W.  C.  Hazlitt, 
Handbook,  p.  439,  and  Mr  George  Bullen, 
Brit.  Mus.  Catalogue,  to  be  of  this  first  edi- 
tion. The  title  of  this  copy  is :  A  True  Tale 
of  Robbin  [Hood],  or,  A  brief e  touch  of  the 
life  and  death  o[f  that]  Renowned  Outlaw, 
Robert  Earle  of  Huntin  [gton]  vulgarly  called 
Robbin  Hood,  who  lived  and  died  in  [A.  D.] 
1198,  being  the  9.  yeare  of  the  reigne  of  King 
Ric[hard]  the  first,  commonly  called  Richard 
Cuer  de  Lyon.  Carefully  collected  out  of  the 
truest  Writers  of  our  English  C[hroni]cles. 
And  published  for  the  satisfaction  of  those 
who  desire  to  s[ee]  Truth  purged  from  false- 
hood. By  Martin  Parker.  Printed  at  Lon- 
don for  T.  Cotes,  and  are  to  be  sold  by  F. 
Grove  dwellin[g]  upon  Snow-hill,  neare  the 
Saracen  [s  head]  .* 

Martin  Parker  professes  in  st.  117  to  follow 
chronicles,  not  "  fained  tales."  Perhaps  he 
regards  broadside-ballads  with  historical  names 


in  them  as  chronicles :  at  any  rate,  though  he 
reports  some  things  which  are  found  in  Graf- 
ton,  and  in  Major  as  cited  by  Grafton,  much 
the  larger  part  of  his  True  Tale  is  now  to  be 
found  only  in  ballads.  When  he  does  not 
agree  with  ballads  which  have  come  down  to 
us,  he  may  have  used  earlier  copies,  or  he 
may  have  invented.  The  story  of  the  abbot 
in  23—26  is  at  least  from  the  same  source  as 
Robin  Hood  and  the  Bishop ;  the  plundering  of 
King  Richard's  receivers  in  33  is  evidently  the 
same  event  as  that  referred  to  in  the  first  stanza 
of  Robin  Hood  and  Queen  Katherine ;  Robin 
Hood  is  said  to  have  built  eight  almshouses 
in  71,  and  one  in  the  last  stanza  of  The  Noble 
Fisherman.  The  Gesi)  could  hardly  have  been 
unknown  to  Parker.  Stanzas  3-9,  concerning 
Robin's  rank,  prodigality,  and  outlawry,  may 
have  been  based  upon  Munday's  play ;  but 
nothing  is  said  of  Maid  Marian.  44—50  and 
56-65  may  report  the  substance  of  some  lost 
broadside. 

Perhaps  Parker  calls  his  compilation  a  True 
Tale  because  a  tale  of  Robin  Hood  was  a 
proverb  for  an  incredible  story :  "  Tales  of 
Robin  Hood  are  good  for  fools." 


1  BOTH  gentlemen,  or  yeomen  bould, 

Or  whatsoever  you  are, 
To  have  a  stately  story  tould, 
Attention  now  prepare. 

2  It  is  a  tale  of  Robin  Hood, 

Which  I  to  you  will  tell, 

*  The  mutilated  parts  are  supplied,  to  a  slight  extent, 
from  a  copy  in  the  Bodleian  Library  (L.  78.  Art.,  5th 
tract),  which  happens  to  he  injured  on  the  right  side  of  the 
title-page  in  nearly  the  same  places  as  the  Museum  copy, 
and  also  has  the  lower  portion  cut  off,  to  the  loss  of  the 
printer's  name  ;  the  rest  from  an  edition  printed  for  J. 


Which  being  rightly  understood, 
I  know  will  please  you  well. 

3  This  Robbin,  so  much  talked  on, 

Was  once  a  man  of  fame, 
Instiled  Earle  of  Huntington, 
Lord  Robert  Hood  by  name. 

Clark,  W.  Thackeray,  and  T.  Passinger,  1686.  Mr  J.  P. 
Collier  possessed  a  copy  with  the  same  imprint  as  that  of 
the  Museum,  which  he  lent  Gutch,  and  which  Gutch  says 
he  used  for  his  text.  If  Gutch  followed  the  Collier  copy, 
then  that  was  not  identical  with  the  Museum  copy.  Ritson 
reprinted  the  text  of  1686. 


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4  In  courtship  and  magnificence, 

His  carriage  won  him  prayse, 
And  greater  favour  with  his  prince 
Than  any  in  his  dayes. 

5  In  bounteous  liberality 

He  too  much  did  excell, 
And  loved  men  of  quality 
More  than  exceeding  well. 

6  His  great  revennues  all  he  sould 

For  wine  and  costly  cheere ; 
He  kept  three  hundred  bowmen  bold, 
He  shooting  lovd  so  deare. 

7  No  archer  living  in  his  tune 

With  him  might  well  compare  ; 
He  practisd  all  his  youthfull  prime 
That  exercise  most  rare. 

8  At  last,  by  his  profuse  expence, 

He  had  consume!  his  wealth, 
And  being  outlawed  by  his  prince, 
In  woods  he  livd  by  stealth. 

9  The  abbot  of  Saint  Maries  rich, 

To  whom  he  mony  ought, 
His  hatred  to  this  earle  was  such 
That  he  his  downefall  wrought. 

10  So  being  outlawed,  as  'tis  told, 

He  with  a  crew  went  forth 

Of  lusty  cutters,  stout  and  bold, 

And  robbed  in  the  North. 

11  Among  the  rest,  one  Little  John, 

A  yeoman  bold  and  free, 
Who  could,  if  it  stood  him  upon, 
With  ease  encounter  three. 

12  One  hundred  men  in  all  he  got, 

With  whom,  the  story  sayes, 
Three  hundred  common  men  durst  not 
Hold  combate  any  wayes. 

13  They  Yorkshire  woods  frequented  much, 

And  Lancashire  also, 
Wherein  their  practises  were  such 
That  they  wrought  mickle  woe. 

14  None  rich  durst  travell  to  and  fro, 

Though  nere  so  strongly  amid, 
But  by  these  theeves,  so  strong  in  show, 
They  still  were  robd  and  harmd. 

15  His  chief est  spight  to  the  clergie  was, 

That  lived  in  monstrous  pride  ; 
No  one  of  them  he  would  let  passe 
Along  the  high-way  side, 


16  But  first  they  must  to  dinner  goe, 

And  afterwards  to  shrift  : 
Full  many  a  one  he  served  so, 
Thus  while  he  livd  by  theft. 

17  No  monkes  nor  fryers  he  would  let  goe, 

Without  paying  their  fees  : 
If  they  thought  much  to  be  usd  so, 
Their  stones  he  made  them  leese. 

18  For  such  as  they  the  country  filld 

With  bastards  in  those  dayes  ; 
Which  to  prevent,  these  sparkes  did  geld 
All  that  came  by  their  wayes. 

19  But  Robbin  Hood  so  gentle  was, 

And  bore  so  brave  a  minde, 
If  any  in  distresse  did  passe, 
To  them  he  was  so  kinde 

20  That  he  would  give  and  lend  to  them, 

To  helpe  them  at  their  neede  : 
This  made  all  poore  men  pray  for  him, 
And  wish  he  well  might  speede. 

21  The  widdow  and  the  fatherlesse 

He  would  send  meanes  unto, 
And  those  whom  famine  did  oppresse 
Found  him  a  friendly  foe. 

22  Nor  would  he  doe  a  woman  wrong, 

But  see  her  safe  conveid  ; 
He  would  protect  with  power  strong 
All  those  who  crav'd  his  ayde. 

23  The  abbot  of  Saint  Maries  then, 

Who  him  undid  before, 
Was  riding  with  two  hundred  men, 
And  gold  and  silver  store. 

24  But  Robbin  Hood  upon  him  set 

With  his  couragious  sparkes, 
And  all  the  coyne  perforce  did  get, 
Which  was  twelve  thousand  markes. 

25  He  bound  the  abbot  to  a  tree, 

And  would  not  let  him  passe 
Before  that  to  his  men  and  he 
His  lordship  had  sayd  masse. 

26  Which  being  done,  upon  his  horse 

He  set  him  fast  astride, 
And  with  his  face  towards  his  ar — 
He  forced  him  to  ride. 

27  His  men  were  faine  to  be  his  guide, 

For  he  rode  backward  home  ; 
The  abbot,  being  thus  villifide, 
Did  sorely  chafe  and  fume. 


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28  Thus  Bobbin  Hood  did  vindicate 

His  former  wrongs  receivd  ; 

For  't  was  this  covetous  prelate 

That  him  of  land  bereavd. 

29  The  abbot  he  rode  to  the  king 

With  all  the  haste  he  could, 
And  to  his  Grace  he  every  thing 
Exactly  did  unfold. 

80  And  sayd  if  that  no  course  were  tane, 

By  force  or  stratagem, 
To  take  this  rebell  and  his  traine, 
No  man  should  passe  for  them. 

31  The  king  protested  by  and  by 

Unto  the  abbot  then 

That  Robbin  Hood  with  speed  should  dye, 
With  all  his  merry  men. 

32  But  ere  the  king  did  any  send, 

He  did  another  feate, 
Which  did  his  Grace  much  more  offend  ; 
The  fact  indeed  was  great. 

33  For  in  a  short  time  after  that, 

The  kings  receivers  went 
Towards  London  with  the  coyne  they  got, 
For  's  Highnesse  northerne  rent. 

34  Bold  Robbin  Hood  and  Little  John, 

With  the  rest  of  their  traine, 
Not  dreading  law,  set  them  upon, 
And  did  their  gold  obtaine. 

35  The  king  much  moved  at  the  same, 

And  the  abbots  talke  also, 

In  this  his  anger  did  proclaime, 

And  sent  word  to  and  fro, 

36  That  whosoere,  alive  or  dead, 

Could  bring  him  Robbin  Hood, 
Should  have  one  thousand  markes,  well  payd 
In  gold  and  silver  good. 

37  This  promise  of  the  king  did  make 

Full  many  yeomen  bold 
Attempt  stout  Robbin  Hood  to  take, 
With  all  the  force  they  could. 

38  But  still  when  any  came  to  him, 

Within  the  gay  greene  wood, 
He  entertainement  gave  to  them, 
With  venison  fat  and  good. 

39  And  shewd  to  them  such  martiall  sport, 

With  his  long  bow  and  arrow, 

That  they  of  him  did  give  report, 

How  that  it  was  great  sorow, 


40  That  such  a  worthy  man  as  he 

Should  thus  be  put  to  shift, 
Being  late  a  lord  of  high  degree, 
Of  living  quite  bereft. 

41  The  king,  to  take  him,  more  and  more 

Sent  men  of  mickle  might, 
But  he  and  his  still  beate  them  sore, 
And  conquered  them  in  fight. 

42  Or  else,  with  love  and  courtesie, 

To  him  he  won  .their  hearts  : 
Thus  still  he  lived  by  robbery, 
Throughout  the  northerne  parts. 

43  And  all  the  country  stood  in  dread 

Of  Robbin  Hood  and  's  men  ; 

For  stouter  lads  nere  livd  by  bread, 

In  those  dayes  nor  since  then. 

44  The  abbot  which  before  I  nam'd 

Sought  all  the  meanes  he  could 
To  have  by  force  this  rebell  tane, 
And  his  adherents  bold. 

45  Therefore  he  annd  five  hundred  men, 

With  furniture  compleate, 
But  the  outlawes  slew  halfe  of  them, 
And  made  the  rest  retreate. 

46  The  long  bow  and  the  arrow  keene 

They  were  so  usd  unto 
That  still  they  kept  the  forest  greene, 
In  spight  o  th'  proudest  foe. 

47  Twelve  of  the  abbots  men  he  tooke, 

Who  came  him  to  have  tane, 
When  all  the  rest  the  field  forsooke ; 
These  he  did  entertaine 

48  With  banquetting  and  merriment, 

And,  having  usd  them  well, 
He  to  their  lord  them  safely  sent, 
And  willd  them  him  to  tell 

49  That  if  he  would  be  pleasd  at  last 

To  beg  of  our  good  king 
That  he  might  pardon  what  was  past, 
And  him  to  favour  bring, 

50  He  would  surrender  backe  agen 

The  money  which  before 
Was  taken  by  him  and  his  men, 
From  him  and  many  more. 

51  Poore  men  might  safely  passe  by  him, 

And  some  that  way  would  chuse, 
For  well  they  knew  that  to  helpe  them 
He  evermore  did  use. 


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52  But  where  he  knew  a  miser  rich, 

That  did  the  poore  oppresse, 
To  feele  his  coyne  his  hand  did  itch ; 
Hee  'de  have  it,  more  or  lesse. 

53  And  sometimes,  when  the  high-way  fayld, 

Then  he  his  courage  rouses  ; 
He  and  his  men  have  oft  assayld 
Such  rich  men  in  their  houses. 

54  So  that,  through  dread  of  Robbin  then 

And  his  adventurous  crew, 
The  mizers  kept  great  store  of  men, 
Which  else  maintaynd  but  few. 

55  King  Richard,  of  that  name  the  first, 

Sirnamed  Cuer  de  Lyon, 
Went  to  defeate  the  Pagans  curst, 
Who  kept  the  coasts  of  Syon. 

56  The  Bishop  of  Ely,  chancelor, 

Was  left  as  vice-roy  here, 
Who  like  a  potent  emperor 
Did  proudly  domminere. 

57  Our  chronicles  of  him  report 

That  commonly  he  rode 
With  a  thousand  horse  from  court  to  court, 
Where  he  would  make  abode. 

58  He,  riding  downe  towards  the  north, 

With  his  aforesayd  traine, 
Robbin  and  his  did  issue  forth, 
Them  all  to  entertaine. 

59  And,  with  the  gallant  gray-goose  wing, 

They  shewed  to  them  such  play, 
That  made  their  horses  kickle  and  fling, 
And  downe  their  riders  lay. 

60  Full  glad  and  faine  the  bishop  was, 

For  all  his  thousand  men, 
To  seeke  what  meanes  he  could  to  passe 
From  out  of  Robbins  ken. 

61  Two  hundred  of  his  men  were  kil'd, 

And  fourescore  horses  good  ; 
Thirty,  who  did  as  captives  yeeld, 
Were  carryed  to  the  greene  wood. 

62  Which  afterwards  were  ransomed, 

For  twenty  markes  a  man ; 
The  rest  set  spurres  to  horse,  and  fled 
To  th'  town  of  Warrington. 

63  The  bishop,  sore  enraged  then, 

Did,  in  Ring  Richards  name, 

Muster  a  power  of  northerne  men, 

These  outlawes  bold  to  tame. 


64  But  Robbin,  with  his  courtesie, 

So  wonne  the  meaner  sort, 
That  they  were  loath  on  him  to  try 
What  rigor  did  import. 

65  So  that  bold  Robbin  and  his  traine 

Did  live  unhurt  of  them, 
Vntill  King  Richard  came  againe 
From  faire  Jerusalem. 

66  And  then  the  talke  of  Robbin  Hood 

His  royall  eares  did  fill ; 
His  Grace  admir'd  that  ith'  greene  wood 
He  thus  continued  still. 

67  So  that  the  country  farre  and  neare 

Did  give  him  great  applause  ; 
For  none  of  them  neede  stand  in  feare, 
But  such  as  broke  the  lawes. 

68  He  wished  well  unto  the  king, 

And  prayed  still  for  his  health, 
And  never  practised  any  thing 
Against  the  common  wealth. 

69  Onely,  because  he  was  undone 

By  th'  ere  well  clergie  then, 
All  meanes  that  he  could  thinke  upon 
To  vexe  such  kinde  of  men 

70  He  enterprized,  with  hatefull  spleene  ; 

For  which  he  was  to  blame, 
For  fault  of  some,  to  wreeke  his  teene 
On  all  that  by  him  came. 

71  With  wealth  which  he  by  robbery  got 

Eight  almes-houses  he  built, 
Thinking  thereby  to  purge  the  blot 
Of  blood  which  he  had  spilt. 

72  Such  was  their  blinde  devotion  then, 

Depending  on  their  workes ; 
Which,  if  'twere  true,  we  Christian  men 
Inferiour  were  to  Turkes. 

73  But,  to  speake  true  of  Robbin  Hood, 

And  wrong  him  not  a  iot, 
He  never  would  shed  any  mans  blood 
That  him  invaded  not. 

74  Nor  would  he  iniure  husbandmen, 

That  toyld  at  cart  and  plough  ; 
For  well  he  knew,  were  't  not  for  them, 
To  live  no  man  knew  how. 

75  The  king  in  person,  with  some  lords, 

To  Notingham  did  ride,     . 
To  try  what  strength  and  skill  affords 
To  crush  these  outlawes  pride. 


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76  And,  as  he  once  before  had  done, 

He  did  againe  proclaime, 
That  whosbere  would  take  upon 
To  bring  to  Notingham, 

77  Or  any  place  within  the  land, 

Rebellious  Robbin  Hood, 
Should  be  preferd  in  place  to  stand 
With  those  of  noble  blood. 

78  When  Robbin  Hood  heard  of  the  same, 

Within  a  little  space, 
Into  the  towne  of  Notingham 
A  letter  to  his  Grace 

79  He  shot  upon  an  arrow-head, 

One  evening  cunningly ; 
Which  was  brought  to  the  king,  and  read 
Before  his  Maiestie. 

80  The  tennour  of  this  letter  was 

That  Robbin  would  submit, 
And  be  true  leigeman  to  his  Grace, 
In  any  thing  that 's  fit, 

81  So  that  his  Highnesse  would  forgive 

Him  and  his  merry  men  all ; 
If  not,  he  must  i  th'  greene  wood  live, 
And  take  what  chance  did  fall. 

82  The  king  would  faine  have  pardoned  him, 

But  that  some  lords  did  say, 
This  president  will  much  condemne 
Tour  Grace  another  day. 

83  While  that  the  king  and  lords  did  stay 

Debating  on  this  thing, 
Some  of  these  outlawes  fled  away 
Unto  the  Scottish  king. 

84  For  they  supposd,  if  he  were  tane, 

Or  to  the  king  did  yeeld, 
By  th'  commons  all  the  rest  on  's  traine 
Full  quickely  would  be  quelld. 

85  Of  more  than  full  a  hundred  men 

But  forty  tarryed  still, 
Who  were  resolvd  to  sticke  to  him, 
Let  fortune  worke  her  will. 

86  If  none  had  fled,  all  for  his  sake 

Had  got  their  pardon  free  ; 
The  king  to  favour  meant  to  take 
His  merry  men  and  he. 

87  But  ere  the  pardon  to  him  came, 

This  famous  archer  dy'd  : 
His  death,  and  manner  of  the  same, 
1  'le  presently  describe. 


88  For,  being  vext  to  thinkc  upon 

His  followers  revolt, 
In  melancholly  passion 
He  did  recount  then?  fault. 

89  '  Perfideous  tray  tors  ! '  sayd  he  then, 

'  In  all  your  dangers  past 
Have  I  you  guarded  as  my  men 
To  leave  me  thus  at  last  ? ' 

90  This  sad  perplexity  did  cause 

A  fever,  as  some  say, 
Which  him  unto  confusion  drawes, 
Though  by  a  stranger  way. 

91  This  deadly  danger  to  prevent, 

He  hide  him  with  all  speede 
Vnto  a  nunnery,  with  intent 
For  his  healths  sake  to  bleede. 

92  A  faithlesse  fryer  did  pretend 

In  love  to  let  him  blood ; 
But  he  by  falshood  wrought  the  end 
Of  famous  Robbin  Hood. 

93  The  fryer,  as  some  say,  did  this 

To  vindicate  the  wrong 
Which  to  the  clergie  he  and  his 
Had  done  by  power  strong. 

94  Thus  dyed  he  by  trechery, 

That  could  not  dye  by  force ; 
Had  he  livd  longer,  certainely, 
King  Richard,  in  remorse, 

95  Had  unto  favour  him  receavd  ; 

He  brave  men  elevated  ; 
'T  is  pitty  he  was  of  life  bereavd 
By  one  which  he  so  hated. 

96  A  treacherous  leech  this  fryer  was, 

To  let  him  bleed  to  death  ; 
And  Robbin  was,  me  thinkes,  an  asse, 
To  trust  him  with  his  breath. 

97  His  corpes  the  priores  of  the  place, 

The  next  day  that  he  dy'd, 
Caused  to  be  buried,  in  mean  case, 
Close  by  the  high-way  side. 

98  And  over  him  she  caused  a  stone 

To  be  fixed  on  the  ground  ; 
An  epitaph  was  set  thereon, 
Wherein  his  name  was  found. 

99  The  date  o  th'  yeare,  and  day  also, 

Shee  made  to  be  set  there, 

That  all  who  by  the  way  did  goe 

Might  see  it  plainc  appeare 


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100  That  such  a  man  as  Bobbin  Hood 

Was  buried  in  that  place  ; 
And  how  he  lived  in  the  greene  wood, 
And  robd  there  for  a  space. 

101  It  seemes  that  though  the  clergie  he 

Had  put  to  mickle  woe, 
He  should  not  quite  forgotten  be, 
Although  he  was  their  foe. 

102  This  woman,  though  she  did  him  hate, 

Yet  loved  his  memory  ; 
And  thought  it  wondrous  pitty  that 
His  fame  should  with  him  dye. 

103  This  epitaph,  as  records  tell, 

Within  this  hundred  yeares 
By  many  was  discerned  well, 
But  time  all  things  outweares. 

104  His  followers,  when  he  was  dead, 

Were  some  received  to  grace  ; 
The  rest  to  forraigne  countries  fled, 
And  left  their  native  place. 

105  Although  his  funerall  was  but  meane, 

This  woman  had  in  minde 
Least  his  fame  should  be  buried  cleane 
From  those  that  came  behind. 

106  For  certainely,  before  nor  since, 

No  man  ere  understood, 
Vnder  the  reigne  of  any  prince, 
Of  one  like  Robbin  Hood. 

107  Full  thirteene  yeares,  and  something  more, 

These  outlawes  lived  thus, 
Feared  of  the  rich,  loved  of  the  poore, 
A  thing  most  marvelous. 

108  A  thing  unpossible  to  us 

This  story  seemes  to  be  ; 
None  dares  be  now  so  venturous  ; 
But  times  are  chang'd,  we  see. 

109  We  that  live  in  these  latter  dayes 

Of  civill  government, 
If  neede  be,  have  a  hundred  wayes 
Such  outlawes  to  prevent. 

110  In  those  dayes  men  more  barbarous  were, 

And  lived  lesse  in  awe  ; 


Now,  God  be  thanked  !  people  feare 
More  to  offend  the  law. 

111  No  roaring  guns  were  then  in  use, 

They  dreampt  of  no  such  thing  ; 
Our  English  men  in  fight  did  chuse 
The  gallant  gray-goose  wing. 

112  In  which  activity  these  men, 

Through  practise,  were  so  good, 
That  in  those  dayes  non  equald  them, 
Specially  Robbin  Hood. 

113  So  that,  it  seemes,  keeping  in  caves, 

In  woods  and  forrests  thicke, 
Thei  'd  beate  a  multitude  with  staves, 
Their  arrowes  did  so  pricke. 

114  And  none  durst  neare  unto  them  come, 

Unlesse  in  courtesie  ; 
All  such  he  bravely  would  send  home, 
With  mirth  and  iollity. 

115  Which  courtesie  won  him  such  love, 

As  I  before  have  told  ; 
'T  was  the  cheefe  cause  that  he  did  prove 
More  prosperous  than  he  could. 

116  Let  us  be  thankefull  for  these  times 

Of  plenty,  truth  and  peace, 
And  leave  out  great  and  horrid  crimes, 
Least  they  cause  this  to  cease. 

117  I  know  there  's  many  fained  tales 

Of  Robbin  Hood  and  's  crew  ; 
But  chronicles,  which  seldome  fayles, 
Reports  this  to  be  true. 

118  Let  none  then  thinke  this  a  lye, 

For,  if  't  were  put  to  th'  worst, 
They  may  the  truth  of  all  discry 
I  th'  raigne  of  Richard  the  first. 

119  If  any  reader  please  to  try, 

As  I  direction  show, 
The  truth  of  this  brave  history, 
Hee  '1  finde  it  true  I  know. 

120  And  I  shall  thinke  my  labour  well 

Bestowed,  to  purpose  good, 
When  't  shall  be  sayd  that  I  did  tell 
True  tales  of  Robbin  Hood. 


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233 


At  the  end  of  the  Tale: 

The  Epitaph  which  the  Prioresse  of  the  Monastery 
of  Kirkes  Lay  in  Yorke-shire  set  over  Bobbin 
Hood,  which,  as  is  before  mentioned,  was  to  bee 
reade  within  these  hundreth  yeares,  though  in 
old  broken  English,  much  to  the  same  sence  and 
meaning. 

Decembris  quarto  die,  1198:  anno  regni  Richardii 
Primi  9. 

Robert  Earle  of  Huntington 

Lies  under  this  little  stone. 

No  archer  was  like  him  so  good  : 

His  wildnesse  named  him  Robbin  Hood. 

Full  thirteene  yeares,  and  something  more, 

These  northerne  parts  he  vexed  sore. 


Such  out-lawes  as  he  and  his  men 
May  England  never  know  agen. 

Some  other  superstitious  words  were  in  it,  which 
I  thought  fit  to  leave  out.* 

Bodl.  L.  78.     22.  That  for  which.     20*.  wisht. 

598.  kicke/or  kickle.     702.  In  for  For. 

942.  Who  for  That. 

1081.  impossible  for  impossible.    1168.  cursor  out. 

*  "  Now,  under  this  precise  gentleman's  favor,  one  would 
be  glad  to  know  what  these  same  superstitious  words  were ; 
there  not  being  anything  of  the  kind  in  Dr  Gale's  copy, 
which  seems  to  be  the  original,  and  which  is  shorter  by  two 
lines  than  the  above.  Thirteen  should  be  thirty."  Bitson, 
Bobin  Hood,  ed.  1832,  H,  127  f.  For  the  epitaph  and  the 
gravestone,  see  the  same  volume,  pp.  liv-lvii. 


155 


SIR   HUGH,  OR,  THE   JEW'S   DAUGHTER 

A.  '  Hugh  of  Lincoln,'  Jamieson's  Popular  Ballads,          Shreds  and  Patches,  in  Miss  C.  S.  Burne's  Shrop- 
I,  151.  shire  Folk-Lore,  p.  539. 

B.  'The  Jew's    Daughter,'   Percy's   Reliques,   1765,      L.  a.  Communicated  by  the  Rev.  E.  Venables.    b.  A 
1, 32.  Walk  through    Lincoln    Cathedral,  by   the    same, 

p.  41. 

C.  '  The  Jewis  Daughter,'  Bishop  Percy's  Papers. 

M.  F.  H.  Groome,  In  Gipsy  Tents,  Edinburgh,  1880, 

D.  '  Sir  Hugh,'  Herd's  MSS,  I,  213  ;  stanzas  7-10,  II,          p.  145. 
219.     Herd's  Scottish  Songs,  1776,  I,  96. 

N.  'Little  Harry  Hughes  and  the  Duke's  Daughter,' 

E.  '  Sir  Hugh,  or,  The  Jew's  Daughter,'  Motherwell's          Newell,   Games  and  Songs  of  American  Children, 


Minstrelsy,  p.  51. 
P.  A.  Hume,  Sir  Hugh  of  Lincoln,  p.  35. 
G.  From  the  recitation  of  an  American  lady. 


p.  75. 

O.  G.  A.  Sala,  Illustrated  London  News,  LXXXI, 
415,  October  21,  1882,  and  Living  London,  1883,  p. 
465. 


H.  'The  Jew's  Daughter,'  from  the  recitation  of  an      P.  Halliwell,  Ballads  and  Poems  respecting  Hugh  of 
American  lady.  Lincoln,  p.  37,  Popular  Rhymes  and  Nursery  Tales, 

p.  192  :  two  stanzas. 
I.  Sir  Egerton  Brydges,  Restituta,  I,  381. 

Q.  'The  Jew's    Daughter,'   Motherwell's  Note-Book, 

J.  '  Sir  Hugh.'     a.  Notes  and  Queries,  First  Series,          p.  54  :  two  stanzas. 
XII,  496.     b.  The  same,  VIII,  614. 

R.  '  Sir  Hew,  or,  The  Jew's  Daughter,'  Motherwell's 

K.  Notes  and  Queries,  First  Series,  IX,  320  ;  Salopian          Minstrelsy,  Appendix,  p.  xvii,  VII :  one  stanza. 
VOL.  m.  30 


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THE  copy  in  Pinkerton's  Tragic  Ballads, 
1781,  p.  50,  is  made  up  of  eight  stanzas  of  D 
and  six  of  B,  slightly  retouched  by  the  editor ; 
that  in  Gilchrist's  collection,  1815,  I,  210,  is 
eight  stanzas  of  D  and  nine  of  A ;  that  in 
Stenhouse's  edition  of  Johnson's  Museum,  IV, 
500,  "communicated  by  an  intelligent  anti- 
quarian correspondent,"  is  compounded  from 
A,  B,  D,  E  and  Pinkerton,  with  a  little  chaff 
of  its  own  ;  that  printed  by  W.  C.  Atkin- 
son, of  Brigg,  Lincolnshire,  in  the  London 
Athenaeum,  1867,  p.  96,  is  Pinkerton's,  with 
two  trifling  changes.  Allen,  History  of  the 
County  of  Lincoln,  1834,  p.  171  (repeating 
Wilde,  Lincoln  Cathedral,  1819,  p.  27,  as  ap- 
pears from  Notes  and  Queries,  4th  Series,  II, 
60),  says  that  a  complete  manuscript  of  the 
ballad  was  once  in  the  library  of  the  cathe- 
dral, and  cites  the  first  stanza,  which  differs 
from  Pinkerton's  only  in  having  "  Mary  Lin- 
coln "  for  "  merry  Lincoln." 

The  several  versions  agree  in  the  outline  of 
the  story,  and  in  many  of  the  details.  Ac- 
cording to  A,  boys  who  are  playing  football 
are  joined  by  Sir  Hugh,  who  kicks  the  ball 
through  the  Jew's  window.  Sir  Hugh  sees 
the  Jew's  daughter  looking  out  of  the  window, 
and  asks  her  to  throw  down  the  ball.  She 
tells  him  to  come  and  get  it ;  this  he  is  afraid 
to  do,  for  fear  she  may  do  to  him  "  as  she  did 
to  his  father."  The  Jew's  daughter  entices 
him  in  with  an  apple,  leads  him  through  nine 
dark  doors,  lays  him  on  a  table,  and  sticks 
him  like  a  swine  ;  then  rolls  him  in  a  cake  of 
lead,  and  throws  him  into  a  draw-well  fifty 
fathoms  deep,  Our  Lady's  draw-well.  The 
boy  not  returning  at  eve,  his  mother  sets  forth 
to  seek  him ;  goes  to  the  Jew's  castle,  the 
Jew's  garden,  and  to  the  draw-well,  entreat- 
ing in  each  case  Sir  Hugh  to  speak.  He  an- 
swers from  the  well,  bidding  his  mother  go 
make  his  winding-sheet,  and  he  will  meet  her 
at  the  back  of  merry  Lincoln  the  next  morn- 
ing. His  mother  makes  his  winding-sheet, 
and  the  dead  corpse  meets  her  at  the  back  of 
merry  Lincoln:  all  the  bells  of  Lincoln  are 
rung  without  men's  hands,  and  all  the  books 
of  Lincoln  are  read  without  man's  tongue. 

The  boy's  name  is  Sir  Hugh  in  A-P,  etc. ; 


in  K  the  name  is  corrupted  to  Saluter,  and  in 
the  singular  and  interesting  copy  obtained  in 
New  York,  N,  to  Harry  Hughes,  the  Jew's 
Daughter  in  this  becoming  the  Duke's  Daugh- 
ter. The  place  is  Merry  Lincoln  in  A,  D,  L 
(Lincoln,  J ;  Lincolnshire,  Q) ;  corrupted  in 

B,  C,  to  Mirryland  town,*  in  B  to  Maitland 
town;  changed  to  Merry  Scotland,  I,  J,  O, 
which  is  corrupted  to  Merrycock  land,  K ;  in 
G,  H,  old  Scotland,  fair  Scotland.     The  ball 
is  tossed  [patted]  into  the  Jew's  garden,  G, 
H,  I,  L,  M,  O,  P,  where  the  Jews  are  sitting 
a-row,  I,  O.     The  boy  will  not  come  in  with- 
out his  play-feres,  B,  C,  D,  P,  G,  I,  J,  K ;  if 
he  should  go  in,  his  mother  would  cause  his 
heart's  blood  to  fall,  etc.,  G,  I,  K.f     The  boy 
is  rolled  in  a  cake  [case]  of  lead,  A-E  (L,  b  ?) ; 
in  a  quire  of  tin,  N.     The  draw-well  is  Our 
Lady's  only  in  A  (L,  b  ?)  ;  it  is  the  Jew's  in 

C,  D ;  it  is  a  [the]  deep  draw-well,  simply,  in 
B,  E,  P,  G;  a  little  draw-well,  N,  a  well,  O; 
fifty  fathoms  deep,  A-P,  N ;  G,  eighteen  fath- 
oms, O,  five  and  fifty  feet.     In  G,  the  Jew's 
daughter  lays  the  Bible  at  the  boy's  head, 
and  the  Prayer-Book  at  his  feet  (how  came 
these  in  the  Jew's  house?)  before  she  sticks 
him  ;  in  I,  K,  the  Bible  and  Testament  after ; 
in  I,  the  Catechism  in  his  heart's  blood.     In 
H,  the  boy,  at  the  moment  of  his  death,  asks 
that  the  Bible  may  be  put  at  his  head,  and 
the  Testament  at  his  feet,  and  in  M,  wants  "  a 
seven-foot  Bible"  at  his  head  and  feet.     In 
E,  P,  the    boy  makes  this  request  from  the 
draw-well  ("  and  pen  and  ink  at  every  side," 
E),  and  in  N  with  the  variation  that  his  Bi- 
ble is  to  be  put  at  his  head,  his  "busker" 
at  his  feet,  and  his  Prayer-Book  at  his  right 
side.     In  O  there  is  a  jumble: 

'  Oh  lay  a  Bible  at  my  head, 

And  a  Prayer-Book  at  my  feet, 
In  the  well  that  they  did  throw  me  in,'  etc. 

*  Percy  :  "  As  for  Mirryland  Town,  it  is  probably  a  cor- 
ruption of  Milan  (called  by  the  Dutch  Meylandt)  town  ;  the 
Pa  is  evidently  the  river  Po,  although  the  Adige,  not  the 
Po,  runs  through  Milan."  B1  is  unintelligible.  Do  the 
lads  run  down  the  Pa  ? 

t  In  J,  4,  he  will  be  beaten  for  losing  his  ball.  In  the  Irish 
P,  8,  the  mother  takes  a  little  rod  in  her  hand,  meaning  to 
bate  him  for  staying  so  long:  cf.  J  10,  N  4,  12,  and  the 
last  verse  of  T.  Hood's  '  Lost  Heir.' 


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The  boy  asks  his  mother  to  go  and  make 
ready  his  winding-sheet  in  A,  B,  C,  B,  F  ;  and 
appoints  to  meet  her  at  the  back  of  the  town, 
A,  B,  E  ;  at  the  birks  of  Mirryland  town,  C. 

The  fine  trait  of  the  ringing  of  the  bells 
without  men's  hands,  and  the  reading  of  the 
books  without  man's  tongue,  occurs  only  in  A. 
When  Florence  of  Rome  approached  a  church, 
"  the  bellys  range  thorow  Godys  grace,  with- 
owtyn  helpe  of  hande : "  Le  Bone  Florence  of 
Rome,  Ritson,  Met.  Rom.,  Ill,  80,  v.  1894  f. 
Bells  which  ring  without  men's  hands  are  very 
common  in  popular  tradition.  See  Jamieson's 
Popular  Ballads,  1, 140  ;  Wunderhorn,  II,  272, 
ed.  1808 ;  Luzel,  C.  P.  de  la  Basse-Bretagne, 
I,  446  f.,  496  f .,  II,  44  f.,  66  f.,  308  f.,  542  f. ; 
Maurer,  Islandische  Volkssagen,  p.  215 ; 
Weckenstedt,  Wendische  Sagen,  p.  379,  No 
5 ;  Temme,  Volkssagen  der  Altmark,  p.  29, 
No  31 ;  Miinsterische  Geschichten,  u.  s.  w.,  p. 
186 ;  Bartsch,  Sagen  aus  Meklenburg,  I,  390, 
No  539 ;  Mone's  Anzeiger,  VIII,  303  f.,  No 
41  and  note,  and  VII,  32 ;  Birlinger,  Aus 
Schwaben,  Neue  Sammlung,  I,  72 ;  Birlinger 
u.  Buck,  I,  144,  No  223,  145,  No  225,  a, 
b,  c;  Schoppner,  Sagenbuch  der  bayerischen 
Lande,  I,  294,  No  301,  etc.* 

The  story  of  Hugh  of  Lincoln  is  told  in  the 
Annals  of  Waverley,  under  the  year  1255,  by 
a  contemporary  writer,  to  this  effect,  f  A  boy 
in  Lincoln,  named  Hugh,  was  crucified  by  the 
Jews  in  contempt  of  Christ,  with  various  pre- 
liminary tortures.  To  conceal  the  act  from 
Christians,  the  body,  when  taken  from  the 
cross,  was  thrown  into  a  running  stream ;  but 
the  water  would  not  endure  the  wrong  done 
its  maker,  and  immediately  ejected  it  upon 
dry  laud.  The  body  was  then  buried  in  the 

*  Dem  Volke  war  die  Glocke  nicht  herzlos  ;  sie  war  ihra 
eine  beseelte  Personlichkeit,  und  stand  als  solche  mit  dem 
Menschen  in  lebendigem  Verkehr.  .  .  .  Die  Glocken  .  .  . 
scheinen  auch  von  hoheren  Machten  beriihrt  zu  werden  ; 
sie  sprechen  wie  Gottesstimmen,  ertonen  oft  von  selbst,  als 
Mahnung  von  oben,  als  Botschaft  vom  Tode  bedeutender 
Personen,  als  Wahrzeicben  der  Unschuld  eines  Angeklag- 
ten,  zur  Bewahrung  der  Heiligkeit  eines  von  Gott  erwahlten 
Kiistzeugs.  Uhland,  Schriften  zur  Geschichte  der  Dichtung 
u.  Sage,  VIII,  588  f. 

t  Annales  Monastici,  ed.  Luard,  II,  346  ff.  "From  1219 
to  1266  the  MS.  was  written  contemporaneously  with  the 
events  described,  from  year  to  year : "  p.  xxxvi. 


earth,  but  was  found  above  ground  the  next 
day.  The  guilty  parties  were  now  very  much 
frightened  and  quite  at  their  wit's  end ;  as  a 
last  resort  they  threw  the  corpse  into  a  drink- 
ing-well.  Thereupon  the  whole  place  was 
filled  with  so  brilliant  a  light  and  so  sweet  an 
odor  that  it  was  clear  to  everybody  that  there 
must  be  something  holy  and  prodigious  in  the 
well.  The  body  was  seen  floating  on  the  wa- 
ter, and,  upon  its  being  drawn  up,  the  hands 
and  feet  were  found  to  be  pierced,  the  head 
had,  as  it  were,  a  crown  of  bloody  points,  and 
there  were  various  other  wounds:  from  all 
which  it  was  plain  that  this  was  the  work  of 
the  abominable  Jews.  A  blind  woman,  touch- 
ing the  bier  on  which  the  blessed  martyr's 
corpse  was  carrying  to  the  church,  received 
her  sight,  and  many  other  miracles  followed. 
Eighteen  Jews,  convicted  of  the  crime,  and 
confessing  it  with  their  own  mouth,  were 
hanged. 

Matthew  Paris,  also  writing  contemporane- 
ously, supplies  additional  circumstances,  one 
of  which,  the  mother's  finding  of  the  child,  is 
prominent  in  the  ballad.  J  The  Jews  of  Lin- 
coln stole  the  boy  Hugh,  who  was  some  eight 
years  old,  near  Peter  and  Paul's  day,  June 
29,  and  fed  him  properly  for  ten  days,  while 
they  were  sending  to  all  parts  of  England  to 
convoke  their  co-believers  to  a  crucifixion  of 
him  in  contempt  of  Jesus.  When  they  were 
assembled,  one  of  the  Lincoln  Jews  was  ap- 
pointed judge,  a  Pilate,  as  it  were,  and  the 
boy  was  sentenced  to  various  torments ;  he 
was  scourged  till  the  blood  ran,  crowned  with 
thorns,  spit  upon,  pricked  with  knives,  made 
to  drink  gall,  mocked  and  scoffed  at,  hailed  as 
false  prophet ;  finally  he  was  crucified,  and  a 
lance  thrust  into  his  heart.  He  was  then 
taken  down  and  disembowelled ;  for  what 
reason  is  not  known,  but,  as  it  was- said,  for 
magical  purposes.  The  mother  (whose  name, 
not  given  by  this  chronicler,  is  known  to  have 
been  Beatrice)  made  diligent  search  for  her 
lost  child  for  several  days,  and  was  told  by 
her  neighbors  that  they  had  seen  the  boy 
playing  with  Jewish  children,  and  going  into 

{  Chronica  Majora,   ed.   Luard,  V,  516-19.      Matthew 
Paris  died  in  1259. 


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a  Jew's  house.  This  house  the  mother  en- 
tered, and  saw  the  boy's  body,  which  had 
been  thrown  into  a  well.  The  town  officers 
were  sent  for,  and  drew  up  the  corpse.  The 
mother's  shrieks  drew  a  great  concourse  to 
the  place,  among  whom  was  Sir  John  of  Lex- 
ington, a  long-headed  and  scholarly  man  (a 
priest  of  the  cathedral),  who  declared  that  he 
had  heard  of  the  Jews  doing  such  things  be- 
fore. Laying  hands  on  the  Jew  into  whose 
house  the  boy  had  been  known  to  go,  John  of 
Lexington  told  him  that  all  the  gold  in  Eng- 
land would  not  buy  him  off ;  nevertheless,  life 
and  limb  should  be  safe  if  he  would  tell  every- 
thing. The  Jew,  Copin  by  name,  encouraged 
and  urged  by  Sir  John,  made  a  full  confes- 
sion :  all  that  the  Christians  had  said  was 
true ;  the  Jews  crucified  a  boy  every  year,  if 
they  could  get  hold  of  one,  and  had  crucified 
this  Hugh  ;  they  had  wished  to  bury  the  body, 
after  they  had  come  to  the  conclusion  that  an 
innocent's  bowels  were  of  no  use  for  divina- 
tion, but  the  earth  would  not  hold  it ;  so  they 
had  thrown  it  into  a  well,  but  with  no  better 
success,  for  the  mother  had  found  it,  and  re- 
ported the  fact  to  the  officers.  The  canons  of 
Lincoln  Cathedral  begged  the  child's  body, 
and  buried  it  in  their  church  with  the  honors 
due  to  so  precious  a  martyr,  The  king,  who 
had  been  absent  in  the  North,  being  made  ac- 
quainted with  these  circumstances,  blamed  Sir 
John  for  the  promise  which  he  had  so  improp- 
erly made  the  wretch  Copin.  But  Copin  was 
still  in  custody,  and,  seeing  he  had  no  chance 
for  life,  he  volunteered  to  complete  his  testi- 
mony !  almost  all  the  Jews  in  England  had 
been  accessory  to  the  child's  death,  and  almost 
every  city  of  England  where  Jews  lived  had 
sent  delegates  to  the  ceremony  of  his  immola- 
tion, as  to  a  Paschal  sacrifice.  Copin  was 
then  tied,  to  a  horse,  and  dragged  to  the  gal- 
lows, and  ninety-one  other  Jews  carried  to 
London  and  imprisoned.  The  inquisition  made 
by  the  king's  justices  showed  that  the  crime 
had  been  virtually  the  common  act  of  the 
Jews  of  England,  and  the  mother's  appeal  to 
the  king,  which  was  pressed  unremittingly, 
had  such  effect  that  on  St  Clement's  day  eigh- 
teen of  the  richer  and  more  considerable  Jews 


of  Lincoln  were  hanged  on  gallows  specially 
constructed  for  the  purpose,  more  than  sixty 
being  reserved  for  a  like  sentence  in  the  tower 
of  London.* 

The  Annals  of  Burton  give  a  long  report 
of  this  case,  which  is  perhaps  contemporary, 
though  the  MS.  is  mostly  of  the  next  century. 
On  the  last  day  of  July,  at  a  time  when  all 
the  principal  Jews  of  England  were  collected 
at  Lincoln,  Hugh,  a  school-boy  (scholaris)  of 
nine,  the  only  son  of  a  poor  woman,  was  kid- 
napped towards  sunset,  while  playing  with 
his  comrades,  by  Jopin,  a  Jew  of  that  place. 
He  was  concealed  in  Jopin's  house  six  and 
twenty  days,  getting  so  little  to  eat  and  drink 
that  he  had  hardly  the  strength  to  speak. 
Then,  at  a  council  of  all  the  Jews,  resident 
and  other,  it  was  determined  that  he  should 
be  put  to  death.  They  stripped  him,  flogged 
him,  spat  in  his  face,  cut  off  the  cartilage  of 
the  nose  and  the  upper  lip,  and  broke  the 
main  upper  teeth ;  then  crucified  him.  The 
boy,  fortified  by  divine  grace,  maintained  him- 
self with  cheerfulness,  and  uttered  neither 
complaint  nor  groan.  They  ran  sharp  points 
into  him  from  the  sole  of  his  foot  to  the 
crown  of  his  head,  till  the  body  was  covered 
with  the  blood  from  these  wounds,  then 
pierced  his  side  with  a  lance,  and  he  gave 
up  the  ghost.  The  boy  not  coming  home  as 
usual,  his  mother  made  search  for  him.  As 
he  was  not  found,  the  information  given  by 
his  playmates  as  to  when  and  where  they  had 
last  seen  him  roused  a  strong  suspicion  among 
the  Christians  that  he  had  been  carried  off 
and  killed  by  the  Jews ;  all  the  more  because 
there  were  so  many  of  them  present  in  the 
town  at  that  time,  and  from  all  parts  of  the 
kingdom,  though  the  Jews  pretended  that  the 
occasion  for  this  unusual  congregation  was  a 
grand  wedding.  The  truth  becoming  every 
day  clearer,  the  mother  set  off  for  Scotland, 
where  the  king  then  chanced  to  be,  and  laid 
the  complaint  at  his  feet.  The  Jews,  mean- 
while, knowing  that  the  business  would  be 

*  Seventy-one  were  thus  reserved,  but  escaped,  by  the  use 
of  money  or  by  the  intercession  of  the  Franciscans,  or  both. 
See  the  same  volume,  p.  546 ;  but  also  the  account  which 
follows,  from  the  Annals  of  Burton. 


155.     SIR  HUGH,   OR,   THE  JEW'S  DAUGHTER 


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looked  into,  were  in  great  consternation  ;  they 
took  away  the  body  in  the  night,  and  threw 
it  into  a  well.  In  the  well  it  was  found  in 
the  course  of  an  inquisition  ordered  by  the 
king,  and,  when  it  was  drawn  out,  a  woman, 
blind  for  fifteen  years,  who  had  been  very 
fond  of  the  boy,  laid  her  hand  on  the  body 
in  faith,  exclaiming,  Alas,  sweet  little  Hugh, 
that  it  so  happened  !  and  then  rubbed  her 
eyes  with  the  moisture  of  the  body,  and  at 
once  recovered  her  sight.  The  miracle  drew 
crowds  of  people  to  the  spot,  and  every  sick 
or  infirm  person  that  could  get  near  the  body 
went  home  well  and  happy :  heaving  whereof, 
the  dean  and  canons  of  the  cathedral  went 
out  in  procession  to  the  body  of  the  holy 
martyr,  and  carried  it  to  the  minster  with  all 
possible  ceremony,  where  they  buried  it  very 
honorably  (disregarding  the  passionate  pro- 
tests of  a  brother  canon,  of  the  parish  to 
which  the  boy  belonged,  who  would  fain 
have  retained  so  precious,  and  also  valuable, 
an  object  within  his  own  bounds).  The  king 
stopped  at  Lincoln,  on  his  way  down  from 
Scotland,  looked  into  the  matter,  found  the 
charges  against  the  Jews  to  be  substantiated, 
and  ordered  an  arrest  of  the  whole  pack. 
They  shut  themselves  up  in  their  houses,  but 
their  houses  were  stormed.  In  the  course  of 
the  examination  which  followed,  John  of  Les- 
sington  promised  Jopin,  the  head  of  the  Jews, 
and  their  priest  (who  was  believed  to  be  at 
the  bottom  of  the  whole  transaction),  that 
he  would  do  all  he  could  to  save  his  life,  if 
Jopin  would  give  up  the  facts.  Jopin,  de- 
lighted at  this  assurance,  and  expecting  to  be 
able  to  save  the  other  Jews  by  the  use  of 
money,  confessed  everything.  But  consider- 
ing what  a  disgrace  it  would  be  to  the  king's 
majesty  if  the  deviser  and  perpetrator  of  such 
a  felony  escaped  scot-free,  Jopin  was,  by  sen- 
tence of  court,  tied  to  the  tail  of  a  horse, 
dragged  a  long  way  through  the  streets,  over 
sticks  and  stones,  and  hanged.  Such  other 
Jews  as  had  been  taken  into  custody  were 
sent  to  London,  and  a  good  many  more,  who 
were  implicated  but  had  escaped,  were  ar- 
rested in  the  provinces.  Eighteen  suffered 
the  same  fate  as  Jopin.  The  Dominicans 


exerted  themselves  to  save  the  lives  of  the 
others,  —  bribed  so  to  do,  as  some  thought ; 
but  they  lost  favor  by  it,  and  their  efforts 
availed  nothing.  It  was  ordered  by  the  gov- 
ernment that  all  the  Jews  in  the  land  who 
had  consented  to  the  murder,  and  especially 
those  who  had  been  present,  namely,  seventy- 
one  who  were  in  prison  in  London,  should  die 
the  death  of  Jopin.  But  Richard  of  Cornwall, 
the  king's  brother,  to  whom  the  king  had 
pledged  all  the  Jews  in  England  as  security 
for  a  loan,  stimulated  also  by  a  huge  bribe, 
withstood  this  violation  of  vested  rights,  and 
further  execution  was  stayed.* 

An  Anglo  -  French  ballad  of  ninety-two 
stanzas,  which  also  appears  to  be  contempo- 
rary with  the  event,  agrees  in  many  particu- 
lars with  the  account  given  in  the  Annals  of 
Burton,  adding  several  which  are  found  in 
none  of  the  foregoing  narratives.!  Hugh  of 
Lincoln  was  kidnapped  one  evening  towards 
the  beginning  of  August,  by  Peitevin,  the 
Jew.J  His  mother  at  once  missed  him,  and 
searched  for  him,  crying,  I  have  lost  my 
child !  till  curfew.  She  slept  little  and  prayed 
much,  and  immediately  after  her  prayer  the 
suspicion  arose  in  her  mind  that  her  child 
had  been  abducted  by  the  Jews.  So,  with 
the  break  of  day,  the  woman  went  weeping 

*  Annales  de  Burton,  in  Annales  Monastic!,  Luard,  I, 
340-48.  Hugh  of  Lincoln  is  commemorated  in  the  Acta 
Sanctorum,  July  (27),  VI,  494. 

t  Michel,  Hugues  de  Lincoln,  etc.,  from  a  MS.  in  the 
"  Bibliotheque  royale,  No  7268,  3.  3.  A.  Colb.  3745,  fol. 
135,  r°,  col.  1."  Reprinted  by  Halliwell,  Ballads  and 
Poems  respecting  Hugh  of  Lincoln,  p.  1,  and  from  Halli- 
well by  Hume,  Sir  Hugh  of  Lincoln,  etc.,  p.  43  ff.  In 
stanzas  13,  75,  there  is  an  invocation  in  behalf  of  King 
Henry  (Qui  Deu  gard  et  tenge  sa  vie  !),  which  implies  that 
he  is  living.  The  ballad  shows  an  acquaintance  with  the 
localities. 

t  "  A  la  gule  de  aust."  The  day,  according  to  the  An- 
nals of  Burton,  was  the  vigil  of  St  Peter  ad  vincula.  We 
find  in  Henschel's  Ducange,  "  ad  festum  S.  Petri,  in  gula 
Augusti,"  and  "  le  jour  de  feste  S.  Pere,  en  goule  Aoust." 
Strictly  taken,  goule  should  be  the  first  day,  Lammas. 

Peitevin  was  actually  resident  in  Lincoln  at  the  time. 
"  He  was  called  Peitevin  the  Great,  to  distinguish  him  from 
another  person  who  bore  the  appellation  of  Peitevin  the 
Little.  The  Royal  Commission  issued  in  1256  directs  an 
inquisition  to  be  taken  of  the  names  of  all  those  who  be- 
longed to  the  school  of  Peytevin  Magnus,  who  had  fled  on 
account  of  his  implication  in  the  crucifixion  of  a  Christian 
boy."  London  Athenaeum,  1849,  p.  1270f. 


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155.     SIR  HUGH,   OR,  THE  JEW'S  DAUGHTER 


through  the  Jewry,  calling  at  the  Jews'  doors, 
Where  is  my  child  ?  Impelled  by  the  sus- 
picion which,  as  it  pleased  God,  she  had  of 
the  Jews,  she  kept  on  till  she  came  to  the 
court.  When  she  came  before  King  Henry 
(whom  God  preserve !),  she  fell  at  his  feet 
and  begged  his  grace  :  **  Sire,  my  son  was  car- 
ried off  by  the  Lincoln  Jews  one  evening ; 
see  to  it,  for  charity  ! "  The  king  swore  by 
God's  pity,  If  it  be  so  as  thou  hast  told,  the 
Jews  shall  die ;  if  thou  hast  lied  on  the 
Jews,  by  St  Edward,  doubt  not  thou  shalt 
have  the  same  judgment.  Soon  after  the 
child  was  carried  off,  the  Jews  of  Lincoln 
made  a  great  gathering  of  all  the  richest  of 
their  sect  in  England.  The  child  was  brought 
before  them,  tied  with  a  cord,  by  the  Jew 
Jopin.  They  stripped  him,  as  erst  they  did 
Jesus.  Then  said  Jopin,  thinking  he  spoke 
to  much  profit,  The  child  must  be  sold  for 
thirty  pence,  as  Jesus  was.  Agim,  the  Jew, 
answered,  Give  me  the  child  for  thirty  pence; 
but  I  wish  that  he  should  be  sentenced  to 
death,  since  I  have  bought  him.  The  Jews 
said,  Let  Agim  have  him,  but  let  him  be  put 
to  death  forthwith :  worse  than  this,  they  all 
cried  with  one  voice,  Let  him  be  put  on  the 
cross !  The  child  was  unbound  and  hanged 
on  the  cross,  vilely,  as  Jesus  was.  His  arms 
were  stretched  to  the  cross,  and  his  feet  and 
hands  pierced  with  sharp  nails,  and  he  was  cru- 
cified alive.  Agim  took  his  knife  and  pierced 
the  innocent's  side,  and  split  his  heart  in  two. 
As  the  ghost  left  the  body,  the  child  called  to 
his  mother,  Pray  Jesus  Christ  for  me  !  The 
Jews  buried  the  body,  so  that  no  one  might 
know  of  their  privity,  but  some  of  them, 
passing  the  place  the  next  morning,  found  it 
lying  above  ground.  When  they  heard  of 
this  marvel,  they  determined  in  council  that 
the  corpse  should  be  thrown  into  a  jakes ; 
but  the  morning  after  it  was  again  above 
ground.  While  they  were  in  agonies  of  ter- 
ror, one  of  their  number  came  and  told  them 
that  a  woman,  who  had  been  his  nurse,  had 
agreed  for  money  to  take  the  body  out  of  the 
city  ;  but  he  recommended  that  all  the  wounds 
should  first  be  filled  with  boiling  wax.  The 
body  was  taken  off  by  this  nurse  and  thrown 


into  a  well  behind  the  castle.*  A  woman 
coming  for  water  the  next  day  discovered  it 
lying  on  the  ground,  so  filthy  that  she  scarce 
durst  touch  it.  This  woman  bethought  her- 
self of  the  child  which  had  been  stolen.  She 
went  back  to  Lincoln,  and  gave  information 
to  Hugh's  stepfather,  who  found  her  tale 
probable  by  reason  of  the  suspicion  which  he 
already  had  of  the  Jews.  The  woman  went 
through  the  city  proclaiming  that  she  had 
found  the  child,  and  everybody  flocked  to  the 
well.  The  coroners  were  sent  for,  and  came 
with  good  will  to  make  their  inspection.  The 
body  was  taken  back  to  Lincoln.  A  woman 
came  up,  who  had  long  before  lost  her  sight, 
and  calling  out,  Alas,  pretty  Hugh,  why  are 
you  lying  here  !  applied  her  hands  to  the 
corpse  and  then  to  her  eyes,  and  regained  her 
sight.  All  who  were  present  were  witnesses 
of  the  miracle,  and  gave  thanks  to  God.  A 
converted  f  Jew  presented  himself,  and  sug- 
gested that  if  they  wished  to  know  how  the 
child  came  by  its  death  they  should  wash  the 
body  in  warm  water ;  and  this  being  done, 
the  examination  which  he  made  enabled  him 
to  show  that  this  treason  had  been  done  by 
the  Jews,  for  the  very  wounds  of  Jesus  were 
found  upon  the  child.  They  of  the  cathedral, 
hearing  of  the  miracle,  came  out  and  carried 
the  body  to  the  church,  and  buried  it  among 
other  saints  with  great  joy :  mult  ben  firent, 
cum  m'  est  avis.  Soon  after,  the  mother  ar- 
rived from  the  court,  very  unhappy  because 
she  had  not  been  able  to  find  her  child.  The 
Lincoln  Jews  were  apprehended  and  thrown 
into  prison ;  they  said,  We  have  been  betrayed 
by  Falsim.  The  next  day  King  Henry  came 
to  Lincoln,  and  ordered  the  Jews  before  him 
for  an  inquest.  A  wise  man  who  was  there 
took  it  upon  him  to  say  that  the  Jew  who 
would  tell  the  truth  to  the  king  should  fare 
the  better  for  it.  Jopin,  in  whose  house  the 
treason  had  been  done,  told  the  whole  story 
as  already  related.  King  Henry,  when  all 
had  been  told,  cried,  Right  ill  did  he  that 

*  The  site  of  the  Jewry  was  on  the  hill  and  about  the 
castle  :  London  Athenseum,  1849,  p.  1271. 

t  These  renegades  play  a  like  part  in  many  similar 
cases. 


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239 


killed  him  !  The  justices  *  went  to  council, 
and  condemned  Jopin  to  death  :  his  body  was 
to  be  drawn  through  the  city  "  de  chivals 
forts  et  ben  ferrets]"  till  life  was  extinct, 
and  then  to  be  hanged.  And  this  was  done. 
I  know  well  where,  says  the  singer :  by  Cane- 
wic,  on  the  high  hill.f  Of  the  other  Jews  it 
is  only  said  that  they  had  much  shame. 

The  English  ballads,  the  oldest  of  which 
were  recovered  about  the  middle  of  the  last 
century,  must,  in  the  course  of  five  hundred 
years  of  tradition,  have  departed  considerably 
from  the  early  form  ;  in  all  of  them  the  boy 
comes  to  his  death  for  breaking  a  Jew's  win- 
dow, and  at  the  hands  of  the  Jew's  daughter. 
The  occurrence  of  Our  Lady's  draw-well,  in 
A,  is  due  to  a  mixing,  to  this  extent,  of  the 
story  of  Hugh  with  that  of  the  young  devotee 
of  the  Virgin  who  is  celebrated  in  Chaucer's 
Prioresses  Tale.  In  Chaucer's  legend,  which 
somewhat  strangely  removes  the  scene  to  a 
city  in  Asia,  a  little  "  clergeon "  (cf.  the 
scholaris  of  the  Annals  of  Burton)  excites, 
not  very  unnaturally,  the  wrath  of  the  Jews 
by  singing  the  hymn  "Alma  redemptoris 
mater  "  twice  a  day,  as  he  passes,  schoolward 
and  homeward,  through  the  Jewry.  For  this 
they  cut  his  throat  and  throw  him  into  a 
privy.  The  Virgin  comes  to  him,  and  bids 
him  sing  the  anthem  still,  till  a  grain  which 
she  lays  upon  his  tongue  shall  be  removed. 
The  mother,  in  the  course  of  her  search  for 
her  boy,  goes  to  the  pit,  under  divine  direc- 
tion, and  hears  him  singing. 

Another  version  of  this  legend  occurs  in  a 
collection  of  the  Miracles  of  Our  Lady  in 
the  Vernon  MS.,  c.  1375,  leaf  cxxiii,  back; 
printed  by  Dr.  Horstmann  in  Herrig's  Archiv, 
1876,  LVI,  224,  and  again  in  the  Chaucer 
Society's  Originals  and  Analogues,  p.  281. 
The  boy,  in  this,  contributes  to  the  support 
of  his  family  by  singing  and  begging  in  the 
streets  of  Paris.  His  song  is  again  Alma 
redemptoris  mater,  and  he  sings  it  one  Satur- 
day as  he  goes  through  the  Jewry.  He  is 

*  Les  Jus,  821 ;  but  this  is  impossible*  and  we  have  li 
justis  in  911. 

t  "  Canwick  is  pleasantly  situated  on  a  bold  eminence, 
about  a  mile  northward  of  Lincoln."  Allen,  History  of  the 
County  of  Lincoln,  I,  208. 


killed,  disposed  of,  and  discovered  as  in  Chau- 
cer's tale,  and  the  bishop,  who  "  was  come  to 
see  that  wonder,"  finds  in  the  child's  throat  a 
lily,  inscribed  all  over  with  Alma  redemp- 
toris mater,  which  being  taken  out  the  song 
ceases.  But  when  the  child's  body  is  carried 
to  the  minster,  and  a  requiem  mass  is  begun, 
the  corpse  rises  up,  and  sings  Salve,  sancta 
parens. 

Another  variety  of  the  legend  is  furnished 
by  the  Spanish  Franciscan  Espina,  Fortali- 
cium  Fidei,  1459,  in  the  edition  of  Lyons, 
1500,  fol.  ccviii,  reprinted  by  the  Chaucer  So- 
ciety, Originals  and  Analogues,  p.  108.  J  The 
boy  is  here  called  Alfonsus  of  Lincoln.  The 
Jews,  having  got  him  into  their  possession, 
deliberate  what  shall  be  done  to  him,  and  de- 
cide that  the  tongue  with  which  he  had  sung 
Alma  redemptoris  shall  be  torn  out,  like- 
wise the  heart  in  which  he  had  meditated  the 
song,  and  the  body  be  thrown  into  a  Jakes. 
The  Virgin  comes  to  him,  and  puts  a  precious 
stone  in  his  mouth,  to  supply  the  place  of  his 
tongue,  and  the  boy  at  once  begins  to  sing 
the  anthem,  and  keeps  on  incessantly  for  four 
days ;  at  the  end  of  which  time  the  discovery 
is  made  by  the  mother,  as  before.  The  body 
is  taken  to  the  cathedral,  where  the  bishop 
delivers  a  sermon,  concluding  with  an  injunc- 
tion upon  all  present  to  pour  out  their  suppli- 
cations to  heaven  that  this  mystery  may  be 
cleared  up.  The  boy  rises  to  his  feet,  takes 
the  jewel  from  his  mouth,  explains  every- 
thing that  has  passed,  hands  the  jewel  to  the 
bishop,  to  be  preserved  with  other  reliques, 
and  expires. 

A  miracle  versified  from  an  earlier  source 
by  Gautier  de  Coincy,  some  thirty  or  forty 
years  before  the  affair  of  Hugh  of  Lincoln,  is 
obviously  of  the  same  ultimate  origin  as  the 
Prioresses  Tale.  A  poor  woman  in  England 
had  an  only  son  with  a  beautiful  voice,  who 
did  a  good  deal  for  the  support  of  his  mother 
by  his  singing.  The  Virgin  took  a  partic- 
ular interest  in  this  clerconcel,  among  whose 
songs  was  Gaude  Maria,  which  he  used  to 
give  in  a  style  that  moved  many  to  tears. 
One  day,  when  he  was  playing  in  the  streets 

|  I  do  not  find  this  story  in  the  Basel  edition  of  c.  1475. 


240 


155.     SIR  HUGH,   OR,  THE  JEW'S   DAUGHTER 


with  his  comrades,  they  came  to  the  Jews' 
street,  where  some  entertainment  was  going 
on  which  had  collected  a  great  many  people, 
who  recognized  the  boy,  and  asked  him  to 
give  them  a  song  about  Our  Lady.  He  sang 
with  his  usual  pathos  and  applause.  Jews 
were  listening  with  the  rest,  and  one  of  them 
was  so  exasperated  by  a  passage  in  the  hymn 
that  he  would  have  knocked  the  singer  on  the 
head  then  and  there,  had  'he  dared.  When 
the  crowd  was  dispersed,  this  Jew  enticed  the 
child  into  his  house  by  flattery  and  promises, 
struck  him  dead  with  an  axe,  and  buried 
him.  His  mother  went  in  search  of  him,  and 
learned  the  second  day  that  the  boy  had  been 
singing  in  the  Jewry  the  day  before,  and  it 
was  intimated  that  the  Jews  might  have  laid 
hands  on  him  and  killed  him.  The  woman 
gave  the  Virgin  to  understand  that  if  she  lost 
her  child  she  should  never  more  have  confi- 
dence in  her  power ;  nevertheless,  more  than 
twenty  days  passed  before  any  light  was 
thrown  on  his  disappearance.  At  the  end  of 
that  time,  being  one  day  in  the  Jews'  street, 
and  her  wild  exclamations  having  collected  a 
couple  of  thousand  people,  she  gave  vent  to 
her  conviction  that  the  Jews  had  killed  her 
son.  Then  the  Virgin  made  the  child,  dead 
and  buried  as  he  was,  sing  out  Gaude  Maria 
in  a  loud  and  clear  voice.  An  assault  was 
made  on  the  Jews  and  the  Jews'  houses,  in- 
cluding that  of  the  murderer ;  and  here,  after 
much  searching,  guided  by  the  singing,  they 
found  the  boy  buried  under  the  door,  per- 
fectly well,  and  his  face  as  red  as  a  fresh 
cherry.  The  boy  related  how  he  had  been 
decoyed  into  the  house  and  struck  with  an 
axe;  the  Virgin  had  come  to  him  in  what 
seemed  a  sleep,  and  told  him  that  he  was  re- 
miss in  not  singing  her  response  as  he  had 
been  wont,  upon  which  he  began  to  sing. 
Bells  were  rung,  the  Virgin  was  glorified,  some 
Jews  were  converted,  the  rest  massacred.  (G. 
de  Coincy,  ed.  Poquet,  col.  557  ff ;  Chaucer 
Society,  Originals  and  Analogues,  p.  253  ff.) 
The  same  miracle,  with  considerable  varia- 
tions, occurs  in  Mariu  Saga,  ed.  Unger,  p. 
203,  No  62,  '  Af  klerk  ok  gySingum ; '  also 
in  Collin  de  Plancy,  Legendes  des  Saintes 


Images,    p.    218,    *  L'  Enfant   de   Choeur  de 
Notre-Dame  du  Puy,'  under  the  date  1325. 

Murders  like  that  of  Hugh  of  Lincoln  have 
been  imputed  to  the  Jews  for  at  least  seven 
hundred  and  fifty  years,*  and  the  charge, 
which  there  is  reason  to  suppose  may  still 
from  time  to  time  be  renewed,  has  brought 
upon  the  accused  every  calamity  that  the 
hand  of  man  can  inflict,  pillage,  confiscation, 
banishment,  torture,  and  death,  and  this  in 
huge  proportions.  The  process  of  these  mur- 
ders has  often  been  described  as  a  parody  of 
the  crucifixion  of  Jesus.  The  motive  most 
commonly  alleged,  in  addition  to  the  expres- 
sion of  contempt  for  Christianity,  has  been 
the  obtaining  of  blood  for  use  in  the  Paschal 
rites,  —  a  most  unhappily  devised  slander,  in 
stark  contradiction  with  Jewish  precept  and 
practice.  That  no  Christian  child  was  ever 
killed  by  a  Jew,  that  there  never  even  was 
so  much  truth  as  that  (setting  aside  the  ob- 
ject) in  a  single  case  of  these  particular  crimi- 
nations, is  what  no  Christian  or  Jew  would 
undertake  to  assert ;  but  of  these  charges  in 
the  mass  it  may  safely  be  said,  as  it  has  been 
said,  that  they  are  as  credible  as  the  miracles 
which,  in  a  great  number  of  cases,  are  asserted 
to  have  been  worked  by  the  reliques  of  the 
young  saints,  and  as  well  substantiated  as  the 
absurd  sacrilege  of  stabbing,  baking,  or  boil- 
ing the  Host,f  or  the  enormity  of  poisoning 
springs,  with  which  the  Jews  have  equally 
been  taxed.J  And  these  pretended  child-mur- 

*  A  case  cited  by  Eisentnenger,  Entdecktes  Judenthum, 
2r  Theil,  p.  220,  from  Socrates,  Ecclesiastical  History,  1. 
vii,  16,  differs  from  later  ones  by  being  a  simple  extrava- 
gance of  drunkenness.  Some  Jews  in  Syria,  "  A.  D.  419,"  who 
were  making  merry  after  their  fashion,  and  indulging  in  a 
good  deal  of  tomfoolery,  began,  as  they  felt  the  influence  of 
wine,  to  jeer  at  Christ  and  Christians ;  from  which  they 
proceeded  to  the  seizing  of  a  Christian  boy  and  tying  him 
to  a  cross.  At  first  they  were  contented  to  make  game  of 
him,  but,  growing  crazy  with  drink,  they  fell  to  beating  him, 
and  even  beat  him  to  death ;  for  which  they  were  properly 
punished. 

t  See  the  ballads  '  Vom  Judenmord  zu  Deggendorf/  1337, 
'  Von  den  Juden  zu  Passau,'  1478,  in  Liliencron,  I,  45,  No 
12,  II,  142,  No  153. 

t  Nothing  could  be  more  just  than  these  words  of  Percy  : 
"  If  we  consider,  on  the  one  hand,  the  ignorance  and  super- 
stition  of  the  times  when  such  stories  took  their  rise,  the 
virulent  prejudices  of  the  monks  who  record  them,  and  the 
eagerness  with  which  they  would  be  catched  up  by  the  bar- 


155.    SIR  HUGH,  OR,  THE  JEW'S  DAUGHTER 


ders,  with  their  horrible  consequences,  are 
only  a  part  of  a  persecution  which,  with  all 
moderation,  may  be  rubricated  as  the  most 
disgraceful  chapter  in  the  history  of  the  hu- 
man race.* 

Cases  in  England,  besides  that  of  Hugh  of 
Lincoln,  are  William  of  Norwich,  1137,  the 
Saxon  Chronicle,  Earle,  p.  263,  Acta  Sancto- 
rum, March  (25),  III,  588  ;  a  boy  at  Glouces- 
ter, 1160,  Broinpton,  in  Twysden,  col.  1050, 
Knyghton,  col.  2394 ;  Robert  of  St  Edmonds- 
bury,  1181,  Gervasius  Dorobornensis,  Twys- 
den, col.  1458 ;  a  boy  at  Norwich,  stolen,  cir- 
cumcised, and  kept  for  crucifixion,  1235,  Mat- 
thew Paris,  Chronica  Majora,  Luard,  III,  305 
(see  also  III,  543, 1239,  IV,  30, 1240)  ;  a  boy 
at  London,  1244,  Matthew  Paris,  IV,  377 
(doubtful,  but  solemnly  buried  in  St.  Paul's)  ; 
a  boy  at  Northampton,  1279,  crucified,  but  not 
quite  killed,  the  continuator  of  Florence  of 
Worcester,  Thorpe,  II,  222. 

It  would  be  tedious  and  useless  to  attempt 
to  make  a  collection  of  the  great  number  of 
similar  instances  which  have  been  mentioned 
by  chroniclers  and  ecclesiastical  writers ; 
enough  come  readily  to  hand  without  much 
research. 

A  boy  was  crucified  and  thrown  into  the 
Loire  by  the  Jews  of  Blois  in  1171 :  Sigiberti 
Gemblacensis  Chronica,  auctarium  Roberti 
de  Monte,  in  Pertz,  Mon.  Germ.  Hist.  Script., 
VI,  520,  Gratz,  Geschichte  der  Juden,  VI, 
217-19.  Philip  Augustus  had  heard  in  his 
early  years  from  playmates  that  the  Jews  sac- 
rificed a  Christian  annually  (and,  according  to 
some,  partook  of  his  heart),  and  this  is  repre- 
sented as  having  been  his  reason  for  expelling 
the  Jews  from  France.  Richard  of  Pontoise 
was  one  of  these  victims,  in  1179 :  Rigordus, 

barous  populace  as  a  pretence  for  plunder;  on  the  other 
hand,  the  great  danger  incurred  by  the  perpetrators,  and  the 
inadequate  motives  they  could  have  to  excite  them  to  a 
crime  of  so  much  horror,  we  may  reasonably  conclude  the 
whole  charge  to  be  groundless  and  malicious."  Reliques, 
1795,1,32. 

*  Read  the  indictment  against  Christians  filed  by  Zunz, 
Die  synagogale  Poesie  des  Mittelalters,  pp  19-58,  covering 
the  time  from  the  eleventh  century  to  the  middle  of  the 
sixteenth.  It  is  regrettable  that  Zunz  has  not  generally 
cited  his  authorities.  See  also  Stobbe,  Die  Juden  in 
Deutschland,  p.  183  ff.,  and  notes,  p.  280  ff.,  where  the  au- 
thorities are  given. 

VOL.   III.  31 


Gesta  Philippi  Augusti,  p.  14  f.,  §  6,  and 
Guillelmus  Armoricus,  p.  179,  §  17,  in  the 
edition  of  1882 ;  Acta  Sanctorum,  March 
(25),  III,  591.  France  had  such  a  martvr  as 
late  as  1670 :  see  the  case  of  Raphael  LeVy  in 
Eisenmenger,  Entdecktes  Judenthum,  2r 
Theil,  224;  Drumont,  La  France  Juive,  II, 
402-09. 

Alfonso  the  Wise  has  recorded  in  the  Siete 
Partidas,  1255,  that  he  had  heard  that  the 
Jews  were  wont  to  crucify  on  Good  Friday 
children  that  they  had  stolen  (or  waxen  im- 
ages, when  children  were  not  to  be  had),  Par- 
tida  VII,  Tit.  XXIV,  Ley  iia,  III,  670,  ed. 
1807,  and  this  was  one  of  the  most  effective 
grounds  offered  in  justification  of  the  expul- 
sion of  the  Jews  under  Ferdinand  and  Isa- 
bella: Amador  de  los  Rios,  Historia  de  los 
Judios  de  Espana,  I,  483  f.  San  Dominguito 
de  Val,  a  choir-boy  of  seven,  Chaucer's  cler- 
geon  over  again,  was  said  to  have  been  stolen 
and  crucified  at  Saragossa  in  1250 :  Basnage, 
Histoire  des  Juifs,  1726,  vol.  ix,  2d  part,  pp. 
484-86  ;  Acta  SS.,  Aug.  (31),  VI,  777.  Sev- 
eral children  were  crucified  at  Valladolid  in 
1452,  and  like  outrages  occurred  near  Zamora 
in  1454,  and  at  Sepulveda  in  1468 :  Gratz, 
VIII,  238.  Juan  Passamonte,  '*el  nino  de 
Guardia,"  was  kidnapped  in  1489,  and  cruci- 
fied in  1490  :  Llorente  (Pellier),  Histoire  de 
1'Inquisition,  ed.  1818,  I,  258  f. 

Switzerland  affords  several  stories  of  the 
sort :  a  boy  at  Frisingen  in  1287,  Ulrich, 
Sammlung  jiidischer  Geschichten,  p.  149  ;  Ru- 
dolf of  Bern,  1288  or  1294,  Ulrich,  pp.  143- 
49,  Acta  Sanctorum,  April  (17),  II,  504, 
Stobbe,  Die  Juden  in  Deutschland,  p.  283 ;  a 
boy  at  Zurich,  1349,  another  at  Diessenhofen, 
1401,  Ulrich,  pp.  82,  248  f. 

Examples  are  particularly  numerous  in 
Germany.  1181,  Vienna,  Zunz,  p.  25  ;  1198, 
Nuremberg,  Stobbe,  p.  281 ;  about  1200,  Er- 
furt, Zunz,  p.  26 ;  1220,  St  Henry,  Weissen- 
burg,  Acta  SS.,  April,  II,  505  (but  1260, 
Schcepflin,  Alsatia  Illustrata,  II,  394  f.)  ; 
1235-6,  Fulda,  Gratz,  Geschichte  der  Juden, 
VII,  109,  460;  1261,  Magdeburg,  Stobbe,  p. 
282  ;  1283,  Mayence,  Gratz,  VII,  199 ;  1285, 
Munich,  Gratz,  VII,  200,  Aretin,  Geschichte 


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155.    SIR  HUGH,   OR,  THE  JEW'S  DAUGHTER 


der  Juden  in  Baiern,  p.  18  ;  1286,  Oberwesel, 
near  Bacharach,  Werner  (boy  or  man),  Gratz, 
VII,  201,  479,  Stobbe,  p.  282,  Acta  Sancto- 
rum, April  (19),  II,  697;  1292,  Colmar, 
Stobbe,  p.  283;  1293,  Krems,  ib. ;  1302, 
Remken,  ib. ;  1303,  Conrad,  at  Weissensee, 
ib. ;  1345,  Henry,  at  Munich,  Acta  SS.,  May 
(27),  VI,  657  ;  1422,  Augsburg,  or  1429, 
Ravensburg,  Ulrich,  p.  88  ff ;  1454,  Breslau, 
Gratz,  VIII,  205  ;  1462,  Andrew,  in  Tyrol, 
Acta  SS.,  July  (12),  III,  462;  1474  and 
1476,  Ratisbon,  Zeitschrift  fur  die  historische 
Theologie  (Train,  Geschichte  der  Juden  in 
Regensburg),  1837,  Heft  3,  p.  98  ff.,  104  ff., 
and  (Saalschiitz),  1841,  Heft  4,  p.  140  ff., 
Gratz,  VIII,  279  ff. ;  1475,  Simon  of  Trent, 
Muratori,  Rer.  Ital.  Script.,  XX,  945-49 
(Annals  of  Placentia),  Liliencron,  Histo- 
rische V.  1.  der  Deutschen,  II,  13,  No  128, 
Gratz,  VIII,  269  ff.,  Acta  SS.,  March  (24), 
III,  494,  La  Civilta  Cattolica,  1881  and 
1882  ;  *  a  little  before  1478,  Baden,  Train,  as 
above,  p.  117 ;  1540,  Zappenfeld,  near  Neu- 
burg  (nothing  "proved"),  Aretin,  p.  44  f . ; 
1562,  Andrew,  Tyrol,  Acta  SS.,  July  (12), 
III,  462,  with  a  picture,!  P-  464;  1650,  Caden 
(and  others  in  Styria,  Carinthia,  and  Carni- 
ola),  Eisenmenger,  Entdecktes  Judenthum, 
1711,  2*  Theil,  p.  223  ;  near  Sigeberg,  in 
the  diocese  of  Cologne,  Joanettus,  Acta  SS., 
March,  III,  502,  with  no  year. 

Italy  appears  to  be  somewhat  behind  the 
rest  of  Europe.  The  Fortalicium  Fidei  re- 

*  In  vol.  viii,  pp  225,  344,  476,  598,  730,  vol.  ix.  107,  219, 
353,  472,  605,  the  confessions  of  the  defendants  are  given 
from  the  original  minutes  of  the  trial ;  and  it  fully  appears 
from  these  confessions  that  blood  is  requisite  for  a  proper 
performance  of  the  Paschal  ceremonies,  and  also  that  the 
blood  must  be  got  from  a  boy,  and  from  a  boy  while  he  is 
undergoing  torment.  Only  it  is  to  be  remembered  that  the 
inducements  to  these  confessions  were  the  same  as  those 
which  led  the  Jews  of  Passau  to  acknowledge  that  blood  ex- 
uded from  the  Host  when  it  was  stabbed,  and  that  when  two 
bits  of  the  wafer  were  thrown  into  an  oven  two  doves  flew 
out :  Train,  as  above,  p.  116,  note  57. 

t  For  other  pictures  of  these  martyrdoms,  see  the  Nurem- 
berg Chronicle,  1493,  fol.  ccliiii,  v°,  for  Simon  of  Trent; 
Lacroix,  Mceurs,  Usages,  etc.,  1875,  p.  473,  for  Richard  of 
Pontoise,  p.  475,  for  Simon,  repeated  from  the  N.  Chron. ; 
that  of  Munich,  1285,  and  the  children  of  Ratisbon,  repro- 
duced in  Cosmos,  March  30,  1885  (according  to  Drumont, 
II,  418,  note).  See  also  Michel,  Hugues  de  Lincoln,  p.  54, 
note  41. 


ports  a  case  at  Pavia  some  time  before  1456, 
and  another  at  Savona  of  about  1452 :  Basel 
ed.  (c.  1475),  fol.  116  f.  1480,  Venice,  Beato 
Sebastiano  da  Porto  Buffold  del  Bergamasco, 
Civilta  Cattolica,  X,  737.  Israel,  one  of  the 
culprits  of  Trent,  revealed  his  knowledge  of 
similar  transactions  at  Padova,  Mestre,  Serra- 
valle  and  Bormio,  in  the  course  of  his  own 
life,  besides  several  in  Germany:  Civ.  Catt., 
X,  737. 

Further,  1305,  Prague,  Eisenmenger,  p. 
221;  1407,  Cracow,  "  Dlugosz,  Hist.  Polo- 
nicae,  1.  x,  p.  187 ; "  1494,  Tyrnau,  Ungeri- 
sche  Chronica,  1581,  p.  375 ;  1505,  Budweis, 
Stobbe,  p.  292;  1509,  Bosing,  Hungary, 
Eisenmenger,  p.  222 ;  1569,  Constantinople, 
Fickler,  Theologia  Juridica,  1575,  p.  505 
(cited  by  Michel)  ;  1598,  Albertus,  in  Polo- 
nia,  Acta  SS.,  April  (circa  20),  II,  835. 

Train,  as  above,  p.  98,  note,  adds,  with  au- 
thorities, Pforzheim,  Ueberlingen,  Swabisch- 
Hall,  Friuli,  Halle,  Eichstadt,  Berlin.  See 
also  Acta  SS.,  April,  III,  838  (De  pluribus 
innocentibus  per  Judaeos  excruciatis),  March, 
III,  589,  and  April,  II,  505;  and  Drumont, 
La  France  Juive,  II,  392  f. 

The  charge  against  the  Jews  of  murdering 
children  for  their  blood  is  by  no  means  as  yet 
a  thing  of  the  past.  The  accusation  has  been 
not  infrequently  made  in  Russia  during  the 
present  century.  Although  the  entertaining 
of  such  an  inculpation  was  forbidden  by  an 
imperial  ukase  in  1817,  a  criminal  process  on 
this  ground,  involving  forty-three  persons,  was 
instituted  in  1823,  and  was  brought  to  a  close 
only  in  1835,  when  the  defendants  were  ac- 
quitted on  account  of  the  entire  failure  of 
proof:  Stobbe,  p.  186.  The  murder  of  a  child 
of  six  in  Neuhoven,  in  the  district  of  Diissel- 
dorf,  in  1834,  occasioned  the  demolition  of 
two  Jewish  houses  and  a  synagogue :  Illgen,  in 
Zeitschrift  fur  die  historische  Theologie,  1837, 
Heft  3,  40,  note.  In  February,  1840,  a  Greek 
boy  of  ten  disappeared  in  Rhodes.  The  Jews 
were  believed  to  have  killed  him  for  his  blood. 
Torture  was  freely  used  to  extort  confessions. 
The  case  was  removed  to  Constantinople,  and 
in  July,  upon  the  report  of  the  supreme  court, 
the  Divan  pronounced  the  innocence  of  the 


155.    SIR  HUGH,  OR,  THE  JEW'S  DAUGHTER 


243 


defendants :  Illgen,  Z.  f.  d.  Hist.  Theol.,  1841, 
Heft  4,  p.  172,  note,  Hume,  Sir  Hugh  of 
Lincoln,  p.  30.*  In  1881,  the  Jews  were  in 
suspicion  on  account  of  a  boy  at  Alexandria, 
and  of  a  girl  at  Calarasi,  Wallachia :  Civilta 
Gattolica,  VIII,  225,  737.  The  Moniteur  de 
Rome,  June  15,  1883,  affords  several  more 
of  these  too  familiar  tales.  A  Greek  child 
was  stolen  at  Smyrna,  a  few  years  before  the 
date  last  mentioned,  towards  the  time  of  the 
Passover,  and  its  body  found  four  days  after, 
punctured  with  pins  in  a  thousand  places. 
The  mother,  like  Beatrice  in  1255,  denounced 
the  Jews  as  the  culprits  ;  the  Christian  popu- 
lation rose  in  a  mass,  rushed  to  the  Jews' 
quarter,  and  massacred  more  than  six  hun- 
dred. An  affair  of  the  same  nature  took  place 
at  Balata,  the  Ghetto  of  Constantinople,  in 
1842,  of  which  the  consequences  to  the  Jews 
are  not  mentioned ;  and  again  at  Galata, 
"where  the  Jews  escaped  by  bribing  the 


Turkish  police  to  suppress  testimony  "  (Dru- 
mont,  II,  412).  A  young  girl  disappeared  at 
Tisza-Eszlar,  in  Hungary,  in  April,  1882,  and 
the  Jews  were  suspected  of  having  made  away 
with  her.  The  prelim inary  judicial  inquiry 
was  marked  by  the  intimidation  and  torture 
of  several  persons  examined  for  evidence.  Fif- 
teen who  were  held  for  trial  were  absolutely 
acquitted  in  August,  1883,  after  more  than  a 
year  of  imprisonment.  The  shops  of  Jews  in 
Budapest  were  plundered  by  Christians  dis- 
appointed in  the  verdict !  (Der  Blut-Prozess 
von  Tisza-Eszlar,  New  York,  1883.) 

B  is  translated  by  Herder,  I,  120  ;  by  Bod- 
mer,  I,  59 ;  in  Seckendorf's  Musenalmanach 
fur  das  Jahr  1808,  p.  5  ;  by  Doering,  p.  163  ; 
by  Von  Marges,  p.  48.  Allingham's  ballad  by 
Knortz,  Lieder  u.  Romanzen  Alt-Englands, 
p.  118. 


Jamieson's  Popular  Ballads,  I,  151,  as  taken  down  by  the 
editor  from  Mrs  Brown's  recitation. 

1  FOUB  and  twenty  bonny  boys 

Were  playing  at  the  ba, 
And  by  it  came  him  sweet  Sir  Hugh, 
And  he  playd  oer  them  a'. 

2  He  kickd  the  ba  with  his  right  foot, 

And  catchd  it  wi  his  knee, 
And  throuch-and-thro  the  Jew's  window 
He  gard  the  bonny  ba  flee. 

3  He's  doen  him  to  the  Jew's  castell, 

And  walkd  it  round  about ; 
And  there  he  saw  the  Jew's  daughter, 
At  the  window  looking  out. 

4  '  Throw  down  tbe  ba,  ye  Jew's  daughter, 

Throw  down  the  ba  to  me  ! ' 

*  The  extraordinary  occurrence  in  Damascus  in  the  same 
year,  1840,  which  excited  the  indignation,  sympathy,  and 
active  interposition  of  nearly  all  the  civilized  world,  requires 
but  the  briefest  allusion.  A  capuchin  friar  was  in  this  in- 
stance the  victim  immolated,  and  for  blood  to  mix  with  the 
Paschal  bread.  The  most  frightful  torture  was  used,  under 
the  direction  of  the  Turkish  pacha,  assisted  by  the  French 


'  Never  a  bit,'  says  the  Jew's  daughter, 
4  Till  up  to  me  come  ye.' 

5  'How  will  I  come  up ?     How  can  I  come  up? 

How  can  I  come  to  thee  ? 
For  as  ye  did  to  my  auld  father, 
The  same  ye  '11  do  to  me.' 

6  She  's  gane  till  her  father's  garden, 

And  pu'd  an  apple  red  and  green ; 
'Twas  a'  to  wyle  him  sweet  Sir  Hugh, 
And  to  entice  him  in. 

7  She  's  led  him  in  through  ae  dark  door, 

And  sae  has  she  thro  nine ; 
She  's  laid  him  on  a  dressing-table, 
And  stickit  him  like  a  swine. 

8  And  first  came  out  the  thick,  thick  blood, 

And  syne  came  out  the  thin, 
And  syne  came  out  the  bonny  heart's  blood  ; 
There  was  nae  mair  within. 

consul,  under  which  three  unhappy  men  succumbed.  See 
Illgen's  detailed  account  of  this  persecution  in  the  periodical 
and  article  above  cited,  pp.  153  ff.  Drnmont  is  of  the  same 
mind  as  he  would  have  been  four  or  five  hundred  years 
ago :  "  les  faits  etaient  prouves,  demontre's,  indiscntables  " 
(La  France  Juive,  II,  411 ). 


244 


155.     SIR  HUGH,   OR,   THE  JEW'S   DAUGHTER 


9  She  's  rowd  him  in  a  cake  o  lead, 

Bade  him  lie  still  and  sleep ; 
She  's  thrown  him  in  Our  Lady's  draw-well, 
Was  fifty  fathom  deep. 

10  When  bells  were  rung,  and  mass  was  sung, 

And  a'  the  bairns  came  hame, 
When  every  lady  gat  hame  her  son, 
The  Lady  Maisry  gat  nane. 

11  She  's  taen  her  mantle  her  about, 

Her  coffer  by  the  hand, 
And  she  's  gane  out  to  seek  her  son, 
And  wanderd  oer  the  land. 

12  She 's  doen  her  to  the  Jew's  castell, 

Where  a'  were  fast  asleep  : 
'  Gin  ye  be  there,  my  sweet  Sir  Hugh, 
I  pray  you  to  me  speak.' 

13  She  's  doen  her  to  the  Jew's  garden, 

Thought  he  had  been  gathering  fruit : 


'  Gin  ye  be  there,  my  sweet  Sir  Hugh, 
I  pray  you  to  me  speak.' 

14  She  neard  Our  Lady's  deep  draw-well, 

Was  fifty  fathom  deep : 
'  Whareer  ye  be,  my  sweet  Sir  Hugh, 
I  pray  you  to  me  speak.' 

15  '  Gae  hame,  gae  hame,  my  mither  dear, 

Prepare  my  winding  sheet, 
And  at  the  back  o  merry  Lincoln 
The  morn  I  will  you  meet.' 

16  Now  Lady  Maisry  is  gane  hame, 

Made  him  a  winding  sheet, 
And  at  the  back  o  merry  Lincoln 
The  dead  corpse  did  her  meet. 

17  And  a'  the  bells  o  merry  Lincoln 

Without  men's  hands  were  rung, 
And  a'  the  books  o  merry  Lincoln 

Were  read  without  man's  tongue, 
And  neer  was  such  a  burial 

Sin  Adam's  days  begun. 


B 


Percy's  R  cliques,  1, 32, 1765 ;  from  a  manuscript  copy  sent 
from  Scotland. 

1  THE  rain  rins  doun  througn  Mirry-land  toune, 

Sae  dois  it  doune  the  Pa ; 
Sae  dois  the  lads  of  Mirry-land  toune, 
Whan  they  play  at  the  ba. 

2  Than  out  and  cam  the  Jewis  dochter, 

Said,  Will  ye  cum  in  and  dine  ? 
'  I  winnae  cum  in,  I  cannae  cum  in, 
Without  my  play-feres  nine.' 

3  Scho  powd  an  apple  reid  and  white, 

To  intice  the  yong  thing  in  : 
Scho  powd  an  apple  white  and  reid, 
And  that  the  sweit  bairne  did  win. 

4  And  scho  has  taine  out  a  little  pen-knife, 

And  low  down  by  her  gair ; 
Scho  has  twin'd  the  yong  thing  and  his  life, 
A  word  he  nevir  spak  mair. 

5  And  out  and  cam  the  thick,  thick  bluid, 

And  out  and  cam  the  thin, 


And  out  and  cam  the  bonny  herts  bluid ; 
Thair  was  nae  life  left  in. 

6  Scho  laid  him  on  a  dressing-borde, 

And  drest  him  like  a  swine, 
And  laughing  said,  Gae  nou  and  pley 
With  your  sweit  play-feres  nine. 

7  Scho  rowd  him  in  a  cake  of  lead, 

Bade  him  lie  stil  and  sleip ; 
Scho  cast  him  in  a  deip  draw-well, 
Was  fifty  fadom  deip. 

8  Whan  bells  wer  rung,  and  mass  was  sung, 

And  every  lady  went  hame, 
Than  ilka  lady  had  her  yong  sonne, 
Bot  Lady  Helen  had  nane. 

9  Scho  rowd  hir  mantil  hir  about, 

And  sair,  sair  gan  she  weip, 
And  she  ran  into  the  Jewis  castel, 
Whan  they  wer  all  asleip. 

10  '  My  bonny  Sir  Hew,  my  pretty  Sir  Hew, 

I  pray  thee  to  me  speik  : ' 
'  0  lady,  rinn  to  the  deip  draw-well, 
Gin  ye  your  sonne  wad  seik.' 


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11  Lady  Helen  ran  to  the  deip  draw-well, 

And  knelt  upon  her  kne : 
'  My  bonny  Sir  Hew,  an  ye  be  here, 
I  pray  thee  speik  to  me.' 

12  '  The  lead  is  wondrous  heavy,  mither, 

The  well  is  wondrous  deip ; 


A  keen  pen-knife  sticks  in  my  hert, 
A  word  I  dounae  speik. 

13  '  Gae  hame,  gae  hame,  my  mither  deir, 

Fetch  me  my  windling  sheet, 
And  at  the  back  o  Mirry-land  toun, 
It 's  thair  we  twa  sail  meet.' 


0 


Percy  papers ;  communicated  to  Percy  by  Paton,  in  1768 
or  69,  and  derived  from  a  friend  of  Paton's. 

1  FOUR  and  twenty  bonny  boys 

War  playing  at  the  ba ; 
Then  up  and  started  sweet  Sir  Hew, 
The  flower  amang  them  a'. 

2  He  hit  the  ba  a  kick  wi  's  fit, 

And  kept  it  wi  his  knee, 
That  up  into  the  Jew's  window 
He  gart  the  bonny  ba  flee. 

3  '  Cast  doun  the  ba  to  me,  fair  maid, 

Cast  doun  the  ba  to  me  ; ' 
'  0  neer  a  bit  o  the  ba  ye  get 
Till  ye  cum  up  to  me. 

4  '  Cum  up,  sweet  Hew,  cum  up,  dear  Hew, 

Cum  up  and  get  the  ba  ; ' 
*  I  canna  cum,  I  darna  cum, 
Without  my  play-feres  twa.' 

6  'Cum  up,  sweet  Hew,  cum  up,  dear  Hew, 

Cum  up  and  play  wi  me  ; ' 
'  I  canna  cum,  I  darna  cum, 
Without  my  play-feres  three.' 

6  She 's  gane  into  the  Jew's  garden, 

Where  the  grass  grew  lang  and  green ; 
She  powd  an  apple  red  and  white, 
To  wyle  the  young  thing  in. 

7  She  wyl'd  him  into  ae  chamber, 

She  wyl'd  him  into  twa, 
She  wyl'd  him  to  her  ain  chamber, 
The  fairest  o  them  a'. 

8  She  laid  him  on  a  dressing-board, 

Where  she  did  sometimes  dine  ; 
She  put  a  penknife  in  his  heart, 
And  dressed  him  like  a  swine. 


9  Then  out  and  cam  the  thick,  thick  blude, 

Then  out  and  cam  the  thin  ; 
Then  out  and  cam  the  bonny  heart's  blude, 
Where  a'  the  life  lay  in. 

10  She  rowd  him  in  a  cake  of  lead, 

Bad  him  lie  still  and  sleep ; 
She  cast  him  in  the  Jew's  draw-well, 
Was  fifty  fadom  deep. 

11  She 's  tane  her  mantle  about  her  head, 

Her  pike-staff  in  her  hand, 
And  prayed  Heaven  to  be  her  guide 
Unto  some  uncouth  land. 

12  His  mither  she  cam  to  the  Jew's  castle, 

And  there  ran  thryse  about : 
'  O  sweet  Sir  Hew,  gif  ye  be  here, 
I  pray  ye  to  me  speak.' 

13  She  cam  into  the  Jew's  garden, 

And  there  ran  thryse  about : 
*  O  sweet  Sir  Hew,  gif  ye  be  here, 
I  pray  ye  to  me  speak.' 

14  She  cam  unto  the  Jew's  draw-well, 

And  there  ran  thryse  about : 
'  O  sweet  Sir  Hew,  gif  ye  be  here, 
I  pray  ye  to  me  speak.' 

15  '  How  can  I  speak,  how  dare  I  speak, 

How  can  I  speak  to  thee  ? 
The  Jew's  penknife  sticks  in  my  heart, 
I  canna  speak  to  thee. 

16  '  Gang  hame,  gang  hame,  O  mither  dear, 

And  shape  my  winding  sheet, 
And  at  the  birks  of  Mirryland  town 
There  you  and  I  shall  meet.' 

17  Whan  bells  war  rung,  and  mass  was  sung, 

And  a'  men  bound  for  bed, 
Every  mither  had  her  son, 
But  sweet  Sir  Hew  was  dead. 


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Herd's  MS.,  I,  213 ;  stanzas  7-10,  II,  219. 

1  A'  THE  boys  of  merry  Linkim 

War  playing  at  the  ba, 
An  up  it  stands  him  sweet  Sir  Hugh, 
The  flower  amang  them  a'. 

2  He  keppit  the  ba  than  wi  his  foot, 

And  catchd  it  wi  his  knee, 
And  even  in  at  the  Jew's  window 
He  gart  the  bonny  ba  flee. 

3  '  Cast  out  the  ba  to  me,  fair  maid, 

Cast  out  the  ba  to  me  ! ' 
'Ah  never  a  bit  of  it,'  she  says, 
*  Till  ye  come  up  to  me. 

4  '  Come  up,  sweet  Hugh,  come  up,  dear  Hugh, 

Come  up  and  get  the  ba' ! ' 
*  I  winna  come  up,  I  mayna  come  [up], 
Without  my  bonny  boys  aV 

5  *  Come  up,  sweet  Hugh,  come  up,  dear  Hugh, 

Come  up  and  speak  to  me ! ' 


'  I  mayna  come  up,  I  winna  come  up, 
Without  my  bonny  boys  three.' 

6  She 's  taen  her  to  the  Jew's  garden, 

Where  the  grass  grew  lang  and  green, 
She 's  pu'd  an  apple  reid  and  white, 
To  wyle  the  bonny  boy  in. 

7  She 's  wyl'd  him  in  thro  ae  chamber, 

She  's  wyl'd  him  in  thro  twa, 
She 's  wyl'd  him  till  her  ain  chamber, 
The  flower  out  owr  them  a'. 

8  She  's  laid  him  on  a  dressin-board, 

Whare  she  did  often  dine ; 
She  stack  a  penknife  to  his  heart, 
And  dressd  him  like  a  swine. 

9  She  rowd  him  in  a  cake  of  lead, 

Bade  him  lie  still  and  sleep ; 
She  threw  him  i  the  Jew's  draw-well, 
'T  was  fifty  fathom  deep. 

10  Whan  bells  was  rung,  and  mass  was  sung, 

An  a'  man  bound  to  bed, 
Every  lady  got  hame  her  son, 
But  sweet  Sir  Hugh  was  dead. 


E 


Motherwell's  Minstrelsy,  p.  51,  as  taken  down  from  the 
recitation  of  a  lady. 

1  YESTERDAY  was  brave  Hallo  wday, 

And,  above  all  days  of  the  year, 

The  schoolboys  all  got  leave  to  play, 

And  little  Sir  Hugh  was  there. 

2  He  kicked  the  ball  with  his  foot, 

And  kepped  it  with  his  knee, 
And  even  in  at  the  Jew's  window 
He  gart  the  bonnie  ba  flee. 

3  Out  then  came  the  Jew's  daughter : 

*  Will  ye  come  in  and  dine  ?  ' 

*  I  winna  come  in,  and  I  canna  come  in, 

Till  I  get  that  ball  of  mine. 

4  '  Throw  down  that  ball  to  me,  maiden, 

Throw  down  the  ball  to  me ! ' 

*  I  winna  throw  down  your  ball,  Sir  Hugh, 

Till  ye  come  up  to  me.' 


5  She  pu'd  the  apple  frae  the  tree, 

It  was  baith  red  and  green ; 

She  gave  it  unto  little  Sir  Hugh, 

With  that  his  heart  did  win. 

6  She  wiled  him  into  ae  chamber, 

She  wiled  him  into  twa, 
She  wiled  him  into  the  third  chamber, 
And  that  was  warst  o't  a'. 

7  She  took  out  a  little  penknife, 

Hung  low  down  by  her  spare, 
She  twined  this  young  thing  o  his  life, 
And  a  word  he  neer  spak  mair. 

8  And  first  came  out  the  thick,  thick  blood, 

And  syne  came  out  the  thin, 
And  syne  came  out  the  bonnie  heart's  blood, 
There  was  nae  mair  within. 

9  She  laid  him  on  a  dressing-table, 

She  dressd  him  like  a  swine  ; 
Says,  Lie  ye  there,  my  bonnie  Sir  Hugh, 
Wi  yere  apples  red  and  green ! 


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10  She  put  him  in  a  case  of  lead, 

Says,  Lie  ye  there  and  sleep ! 
She  threw  him  into  the  deep  draw-well, 
Was  fifty  fathom  deep. 

11  A  schoolboy  walking  in  the  garden 

Did  grievously  hear  him  moan  ; 
He  ran  away  to  the  deep  draw-well, 
And  fell  down  on  his  knee. 

12  Says,   Bonnie    Sir    Hugh,   and    pretty  Sir 

Hugh, 

I  pray  you  speak  to  me ! 
If  you  speak  to  any  body  in  this  world, 
I  pray  you  speak  to  me. 

13  When  bells  were  rung,  and  mass  was  sung, 

And  every  body  went  hame, 
Then  every  lady  had  her  son, 
But  Lady  Helen  had  nane. 

14  She  rolled  her  mantle  her  about, 

And  sore,  sore  did  she  weep ; 
She  ran  away  to  the  Jew's  castle, 
When  all  were  fast  asleep. 

15  She  cries,  Bonnie  Sir  Hugh,  O  pretty  Sir 

Hugh, 

I  pray  you  speak  to  me  ! 
If  you  speak  to  any  body  in  this  world, 
I  pray  you  speak  to  me. 

16  '  Lady  Helen,  if  ye  want  your  son, 

I  '11  tell  ye  where  to  seek  ; 


Hume's  Sir  Hugh  of  Lincoln,  p.  35,  obtained  from  recita- 
tion in  Ireland. 


1  'T  WAS  on  a  summer's  morning 

Some  scholars  were  playing  at  ball, 
When  out  came  the  Jew's  daughter 
And  leaud  her  back  against  the  wall. 

2  She  said  unto  the  fairest  boy, 

Come  here  to  me,  Sir  Hugh ; 
'  No  !  I  will  not,'  said  he, 

'  Without  my  playfellows  too.' 

3  She  took  an  apple  out  of  her  pocket, 

And  trundled  it  along  the  plain, 


Lady  Helen,  if  ye  want  your  son, 
He 's  in  the  well  sae  deep.' 

17  She  ran  away  to  the  deep  draw-well, 

And  she  fell  down  on  her  knee, 
Saying,  Bonnie  Sir  Hugh,  O  pretty  Sir  Hugh, 

I  pray  ye  speak  to  me  ! 
If  ye  speak  to  any  body  in  the  world, 

I  pray  ye  speak  to  me. 

18  '  Oh  the  lead  it  is  wondrous  heavy,  mother, 

The  well  it  is  wondrous  deep ; 
The  little  penknife  sticks  in  my  throat, 
And  I  downa  to  ye  speak. 

19  '  But  lift  me  out  o  this  deep  draw-well, 

And  bury  me  in  yon  churchyard  ; 


20  '  Put  a  Bible  at  my  head,'  he  says, 

'  And  a  Testament  at  my  feet, 
And  pen  and  ink  at  every  side, 
And  I  '11  lie  still  and  sleep. 

21  '  And  go  to  the  back  of  Maitland  towns 

Bring  me  my  winding  sheet ; 
For  it 's  at  the  back  of  Maitland  town 
That  you  and  I  shall  meet.' 

22  O  the  broom,  the  bonny,  bonny  broom. 

The  broom  that  makes  full  sore, 
A  woman's  mercy  is  very  little, 
But  a  man's  mercy  is  more. 


And  who  was  readiest  to  lift  it 
Was  little  Sir  Hugh  again. 

4  She  took  him  by  the  milk-white  han, 

An  led  him  through  many  a  hall, 
Until  they  came  to  one  stone  chamber, 
Where  no  man  might  hear  his  call. 

5  She  set  him  in  a  goolden  chair, 

And  jaggd  him  with  a  pin, 
And  called  for  a  goolden  cup 
To  houl  his  heart's  blood  in. 

6  She  tuk  him  by  the  yellow  hair, 

An  also  by  the  feet, 

An  she  threw  him  in  the  deep  draw-well ; 
It  was  fifty  f adorn  deep. 


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7  Day  bein  over,  the  night  came  on, 

And  the  scholars  all  went  home ; 
Then  every  mother  had  her  son, 
But  little  Sir  Hugh's  had  none. 

8  She  put  her  mantle  about  her  head, 

Tuk  a  little  rod  in  her  han, 
An  she  says,  Sir  Hugh,  if  I  fin  you  here, 
I  will  bate  you  for  stayin  so  long. 

9  First  she  went  to  the  Jew's  door, 

But  they  were  fast  asleep ; 
An  then  she  went  to  the  deep  draw-well, 
That  was  fifty  fadom  deep. 

10  She  says,  Sir  Hugh,  if  you  be  here, 

As  I  suppose  you  be, 
If  ever  the  dead  or  quick  arose, 
Arise  and  spake  to  me. 


11  '  Yes,  mother  dear,  I  am  here, 

I  know  I  have  staid  very  long ; 
But  a  little  penknife  was  stuck  in  my  heart, 
Till  the  •stream  ran  down  full  strong. 

12  '  And  mother  dear,  when  you  go  home, 

Tell  my  playfellows  all 
That  I  lost  my  life  by  leaving  them, 
When  playing  that  game  of  ball. 

13  '  And  ere  another  day  is  gone, 

My  winding-sheet  prepare, 
And  bury  me  in  the  green  churchyard, 
Where  the  flowers  are  bloomin  fair. 

14  '  Lay  my  Bible  at  my  head, 

My  Testament  at  my  feet ; 
The  earth  and  worms  shall  be  my  bed, 
Till  Christ  and  I  shall  meet.' 


G 


a.  Written  down  by  Mrs  Dulany,  January  14,  1885, 
from  the  recitation  of  her  mother,  Mrs  Nourse,  aged  above 
ninety,  as  learned  when  a  child,  in  Philadelphia,  b.  From 
the  same  source,  furnished  several  years  earlier  by  Miss 
Ferine,  of  Baltimore. 

1  IT  rains,  it  rains  in  old  Scotland, 

And  down  the  rain  does  fa, 
And  all  the  boys  in  our  town 
Are  out  a  playing  at  ba. 

2  '  You  toss  your  balls  too  high,  my  boys, 

You  toss  your  balls  too  low ; 
You  '11  toss  them  into  the  Jew's  garden, 
Wherein  you  darst  not  go.' 

3  Then  out  came  one  of  the  Jew's  daughters, 

All  dressed  in  red  and  green  : 
*  Come  in,  come  in,  my  pretty  little  boy, 
And  get  your  ball  again.' 

4  '  I  winna  come  in,  and  I  canna  come  in, 

Without  my  playmates  all, 
And  without  the  will  of  my  mother  dear, 
Which  would  cause  my  heart's  blood  to  fall.' 


5  She  shewed  him  an  apple  as  green  as  grass, 

She  shewed  him  a  gay  gold  ring, 
She  shewed  him  a  cherry  as  red  as  blood, 
Which  enticed  the  little  boy  in. 

6  She  took  him  by  the  lily-white  hand, 

And  led  him  into  the  hall, 
And  laid  him  on  a  dresser-board, 
And  that  was  the  worst  of  all. 

7  She  laid  the  Bible  at  his  head, 

The  Prayer-Book  at  his  feet, 
And  with  a  penknife  small 
She  stuck  him  like  a  sheep. 

8  Six  pretty  maids  took  him  by  the  head, 

And  six  took  him  by  the  feet, 
And  threw  him  into  a  deep  draw-well, 
That  was  eighteen  fathoms  deep. 


9  'The  lead  is  wondrous  heavy,  mother, 

The  well  is  wondrous  deep, 
A  keen  pen-knife  sticks  in  my  heart, 
And  nae  word  more  can  I  speak.' 


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H 


Communicated  by  Miss  Ferine,  of  Baltimore,  Maryland, 
as  sung  by  her  mother  about  1825. 

1  IT  rains,  it  rains  in  fair  Scotland, 
It  rains  both  great  and  small 


2  He  tossed  the  ball  so  high,  so  low, 

He  tossed  the  ball  so  low, 
He  tossed  it  over  the  Jew's  garden-wall, 
Where  no  one  dared  to  go. 

3  Out  came  one  of  the  Jew's  daughters, 

All  dressed  in  apple-green ; 
Said  she,  My  dear  little  boy,  come  in, 
And  pick  up  your  ball  again. 


4  '  I  dare  not  come,  I  will  not  come, 

I  dare  not  come  at  all ; 
For  if  I  should,  I  know  you  would 
Cause  my  blood  to  fall.' 

5  She  took  him  by  the  lily-white  hand, 

And  led  him  thro  the  kitchen  ; 
And  there  he  saw  his  own  dear  maid 
A  roasting  of  a  chicken. 

6  She  put  him  in  a  little  chair, 

And  pinned  him  with  a  pin, 
And  then  she  called  for  a  wash-basin, 
To  spill  his  life  blood  in. 

7  '  O  put  the  Bible  at  my  head, 

And  the  Testament  at  my  feet, 
And  when  my  mother  calls  for  me, 
You  may  tell  her  I  'm  gone  to  sleep.' 


Sir  E.  Brydges,  Restitnta,  I,  381,  "obtained  some  years 
since"  (1814)  from  the  recitation  of  an  aged  lady. 

1  IT  rams,  it  rains  in  merry  Scotland, 

It  rains  both  great  and  small, 
And  all  the  children  in  merry  Scotland 
Are  playing  at  the  ball. 

2  They  toss  the  ball  so  high,  so  high, 

They  toss  the  ball  so  low, 
They  toss  the  ball  in  the  Jew's  garden, 
Where  the  Jews  are  sitting  a  row. 

3  Then  up  came  one  of  the  Jew's  daughters, 

Cloathed  all  in  green : 


*  Come  hither,  come  hither,  my  pretty  Sir  Hugh, 
And  fetch  thy  ball  again.' 

4  '  I  durst  not  come,  I  durst  not  go, 

Without  my  play-f ellowes  all ; 
For  if  my  mother  should  chance  to  know, 
She  'd  cause  my  blood  to  fall.' 


5  She  laid  him  upon  the  dresser-board, 

And  stuck  him  like  a  sheep  ; 
She  laid  the  Bible  at  his  head, 

The  Testament  at  his  feet, 
The  Catechise-Book  in  his  own  heart's  blood, 
With  a  penknife  stuck  so  deep. 


J 

a.  Notes  and  Queries,  First  Series,  XII,  496,  B.  H.  C., 
from  the  manuscript  of  an  old  lacemaker  in  Northampton- 
shire, b.  N.  and  Q.,  First  Series,  VIII,  614,  B.  H.  C., 
from  memory,  stanzas  1-6. 

1  IT  rains,  it  rains  in  merry  Scotland, 

Both  little,  great  and  small, 
And  all  the  schoolfellows  in  merry  Scotland 
Must  needs  go  play  at  ball. 


2  They  tossd  the  ball  so  high,  so  high, 

With  that  it  came  down  so  low ; 

They  tossd  it  over  the  old  Jew's  gates, 

And  broke  the  old  Jew's  window. 

3  The  old  Jew's  daughter  she  came  out, 

Was  clothed  all  in  green : 
'Come  hither,  come  hither,  you  young  Sir 

Hugh, 
And  fetch  your  ball  again.' 


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4  '  I  dare  not  come,  nor  I  will  not  come, 

Without  my  schoolfellows  come  all ; 
For  I  shall  be  beaten  when  I  go  home 
For  losing  of  my  ball.' 

5  She  'ticed  him  with  an  apple  so  red, 

And  likewise  with  a  fig ; 
She  threw  him  over  the  dresser-board, 
And  stacked  him  like  a  pig. 

6  The  first  came  out  the  thickest  of  blood, 

The  second  came  out  so  thin,' 
The  third  came  out  the  child's  heartrblood, 
Where  all  his  life  lay  in. 

7  '  O  spare  my  life  !  O  spare  my  life  ! 

0  spare  my  life  ! '  said  he ; 

*  If  ever  I  live  to  be  a  young  man, 

1  '11  do  as  good  chare  for  thee.' 

8  '  I  '11  do  as  good  chare  for  thy  true  love 

As  ever  I  did  for  the  king ; 
I  will  scour  a  basin  as  bright  as  silver 
To  let  your  heart-blood  run  in.' 


9  When  eleven  o'clock  was  past  and  gone, 
And  all  the  school-fellows  came  home, 
Every  mother  had  her  own  child 

But  young  Sir  Hugh's  mother  had  none. 

10  She  went  up  Lincoln  and  down  Lincoln, 

And  all  about  Lincoln  street, 
With  her  small  wand  in  her  right  hand, 
Thinking  of  her  child  to  meet. 

11  She  went  till  she  came  to  the  old  Jew's  gate, 

She  knocked  with  the  ring  ; 
Who  should  be  so  ready  as  the  old  Jew  herself 
To  rise  and  let  her  in ! 

12  '  What  news,  fair  maid  ?  what  news,  fair  maid  ? 

What  news  have  you  brought  to  me  ? 


13  '  Have  you  seen  any  of  my  child  today, 

Or  any  of  the  rest  of  my  kin  ? ' 
'  No,  I  Ve  seen  none  of  your  child  today, 
Nor  none  of  the  rest  of  your  kin.' 


Notes  and  Queries,  First  Series,  IX,  320 ;  taken  down  by 
S.  P.  Q.  from  the  recitation  of  a  nurse-maid  in  Shropshire 
about  1810.  Salopian  Shreds  and  Patches,  July  21,  1875, 
in  Miss  Bnrne's  Shropshire  Folk-Lore,  p.  539. 

1  IT  hails,  it  rains,  in  Merry-Cock  land, 

It  hails,  it  rains,  both  great  and  small, 
And  all  the  little  children  in  Merry-Cock  land 
They  have  need  to  play  at  ball. 

2  They  tossd  the  ball  so  high, 

They  tossd  the  ball  so  low, 
Amongst  all  the  Jews'  cattle, 
And  amongst  the  Jews  below. 

3  Out  came  one  of  the  Jew's  daughters, 

Dressed  all  in  green  : 
1  Come,  my  sweet  Saluter, 
And  fetch  the  ball  again.' 


4  '  I  durst  not  come,  I  must  not  come, 

Unless  all  my  little  playfellows  come  along  ; 
For  if  my  mother  sees  me  at  the  gate, 
She  '11  cause  my  blood  to  fall. 

5  '  She  showd  me  an  apple  as  green  as  grass, 

She  showd  me  a  gay  gold  ring  ; 
She  showd  me  a  cherry  as  red  as  blood, 
And  so  she  entic'd  me  in. 

6  '  She  took  me  in  the  parlor, 

She  took  me  in  the  kitchen, 
And  there  I  saw  my  own  dear  nurse, 
A  picking  of  a  chicken. 

?  '  She  laid  me  down  to  sleep, 

With  a  Bible  at  my  head  and  a  Testament 

at  my  feet ; 

And  if  my  playfellows  come  to  quere  for  me, 
Tell  them  I  am  asleep/ 


155.    SIR  HUGH,  OB,  THE  JEW'S  DAUGHTER 


251 


a.  Communicated  in  a  letter  from  the  Rev.  E.  Venables, 
Precentor  of  Lincoln,  as  sung  to  him  by  a  nurse-maid  nearly 
sixty  years  ago,  January  24, 1 885.  A  Buckinghamshire  ver- 
sion, b.  A  Walk  through  Lincoln  Minster,  by  the  Rev.  E. 
Venables,  p.  41,  1884. 

1  IT  rams,  it  hails  in  merry  Lincoln, 

It  rains  both  great  and  small, 
And  all  the  boys  and  girls  today 
Do  play  at  pat  the  ball. 

2  They  patted  the  ball  so  high,  so  high, 

They  patted  the  ball  so  low, 
They  patted  it  into  the  Jew's  garden, 
Where  all  the  Jews  do  go. 

3  Then  out  it  spake  the  Jew's  daughter, 

As  she  leant  over  the  wall ; 
'Come  hither,  come  hither,   my  pretty  play- 
fellow, 
And  I  '11  give  you  your  ball.' 


4  She  tempted  him  [in]  with  apple  so  red, 

But  that  wouldnt  tempt  him  in  ; 
She  tempted  him  in  with  sugar  so  sweet, 
And  so  she  got  him  in. 

5  Then  she  put  forth  her  lilly-white  hand, 

And  led  him  through  the  hall : 
'  This  way,  this  way,  my  pretty  play-fellow, 
And  you  shall  have  your  ball.' 

6  She  led  him  on  through  one  chamber, 

And  so  she  did  through  nine, 
Until  she  came  to  her  own  chamber, 

Where  she  was  wont  to  dine, 
And  she  laid  him  on  a  dressing-board, 

And  sticket  him  like  a  swine. 

7  Then  out  it  came  the  thick,  thick  blood, 

And  out  it  came  the  thin, 
And  out  it  came  the  bonnie  heart's  blood, 
There  was  no  more  within. 


M 


F.  H.  Groome,  In  Gipsy  Tents,  1880,  p.  145 :  "  first  heard 
at  Shepherd's  Bush,  in  1872,  from  little  Amy  North." 

1  DOWN  in  merry,  merry  Scotland 

It  rained  both  hard  and  small ; 
Two  little  boys  went  out  one  day, 
All  for  to  play  with  a  ball. 

2  They  tossed  it  up  so  very,  very  high, 

They  tossed  it  down  so  low ; 
They  tossed  it  into  the  Jew's  garden, 
Where  the  flowers  all  do  blow. 

3  Out  came  one  of  the  Jew's  daughters, 

Dressed  in  green  all : 


'  If  you  come  here,  my  fair  pretty  lad, 
You  shall  have  your  ball.' 

4  She  showed  him  an  apple  as  green  as  grass ; 

The  next  thing  was  a  fig ; 
The  next  thing  a  cherry  as  red  as  blood, 
And  that  would  'tice  him  in. 

5  She  set  him  on  a  golden  chair, 

And  gave  him  sugar  sweet ; 
Laid  him  on  some  golden  chest  of  drawers, 
Stabbed  him  like  a  sheep. 

6  •  Seven  foot  Bible 

At  my  head  and  my  feet ; 
If  my  mother  pass  by  me, 
Pray  tell  her  I  'm  asleep.' 


N 


Newell's  Games  and  Songs  of  American  Children,  p.  75, 
as  sung  by  a  little  girl  in  New  York  :  derived,  through  her 
mother,  from  a  grandmother  born  in  Ireland. 

1  IT  was  on  a  May,  on  a  midsummer's  day, 

When  it  rained,  it  did  tain  small ; 
And  little  Harry  Hughes  and  his  playfellows 

all 
Went  out  to  play  the  ball. 


2  He  knocked  it  up,  and  he  knocked  it  down, 

He  knocked  it  oer  and  oer  ; 
The  very  first  kick  little  Harry  gave  the  ball, 
He  broke  the  duke's  windows  all. 

3  She  came  down,  the  youngest  duke's  daughter, 

She  was  dressed  in  green  : 
'  Come  back,  come  back,  my  pretty  little  boy, 
And  play  the  ball  again.' 


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155.    SIB  HUGH,  OB,  THE  JEW'S  DAUGHTEB 


4  '  I  wont  come  back,  and  I  daren't  come  back, 

Without  my  playfellows  all ; 
And  if  my  mother  she  should  come  in, 
She  'd  make  it  the  bloody  ball.' 

5  She  took  an  apple  out  of  her  pocket, 

And  rolled  it  along  the  plain  ; 
Little  Harry  Hughes  picked  up  the  apple, 
And  sorely  rued  the  day. 

6  She  takes  him  by  the  lily-white  hand, 

And  leads  him  from  hall  to  hall, 

Until  she  came  to  a  little  dark  room, 

That  no  one  could  hear  him  call. 

7  She  sat  herself  on  a  golden  chair, 

Him  on  another  close  by, 
And  there's  where  she  pulled  out  her  little 

penknife, 
That  was  both  sharp  and  fine. 

8  Little  Harry  Hughes  had  to  pray  for  his  soul, 

For  his  days  were  at  an  end  ; 
She  stuck  her  penknife  in  little  Harry's  heart, 
And  first  the  blood  came  very  thick,  and 
then  came  very  thin. 

9  She  rolled  him  in  a  quire  of  tin, 

That  was  in  so  many  a  fold  ; 
She  rolled  him  from  that  to  a  little  draw-well, 
That  was  fifty  fathoms  deep. 

10  '  Lie  there,  lie  there,  little  Harry,'  she  cried, 
*  And  God  forbid  you  to  swim, 


If  you  be  a  disgrace  to  me, 
Or  to  any  of  my  friends.' 

11  The  day  passed  by,  and  the  night  came  on, 

And  every  scholar  was  home, 
And  every  mother  had  her  own  child, 
But  poor  Harry's  mother  had  none. 

12  She  walked  up  and  down  the  street, 

With  a  little  sally  rod  in  her  hand, 
And  God  directed  her  to  the  little  draw-well, 
That  was  fifty  fathoms  deep. 

13  '  If  you  be  there,  little  Harry,'  she  said, 

'  And  God  forbid  you  to  be, 
Speak  one  word  to  your  own  dear  mother, 
That  is  looking  all  over  for  thee.' 

14  '  This  I  am,  dear  mother,'  he  cried, 

'  And  lying  in  great  pain, 
With  a  little  penknife  lying  close  to  my  heart, 
And  the  duke's  daughter  she  has  me  slain. 

4  Give  my  blessing  to  my  schoolfellows  all, 
And  tell  them  to  be  at  the  church, 

And  make  my  grave  both  large  and  deep, 
And  my  coffin  of  hazel  and  green  birch. 

'  Put  my  Bible  at  my  head, 

My  busker  (?)  at  my  feet, 
My  little  prayer-book  at  my  right  side, 

And  sound  will  be  my  sleep.' 


15 


16 


G.  A.  Sala,  Illustrated  London  News,  October  21,  1882, 
LXXXI,  415,  repeated  in  Living  London,  1883,  p.  465: 
heard  from  a  nurse  in  childhood. 

1  IT  rains,  it  rains,  in  merry  Scotland, 

It  rains  both  great  and  small, 
And  all  the  children  in  merry  Scotland 
Must  needs  play  at  balL 

2  They  toss  the  ball  so  high, 

And  they  toss  the  ball  so  low ; 
They  toss  it  into  the  Jew's  garden, 
Where  the  Jews  sate  all  of  a  row. 


A-dressed  all  in  green  : 
*  Come  in,  come  in,  my  pretty  lad, 
And  you  shall  have  your  ball  again.* 

4  '  They  set  me  in  a  chair  of  state, 

And  gave  me  sugar  sweet ; 

They  laid  me  on  a  dresser-board, 

And  stuck  me  like  a  sheep. 

5  '  Oh  lay  a  Bible  at  my  head, 

And  a  Prayer-Book  at  my  feet ! 
In  the  well  that  they  did  throw  me  in, 
Full  five-and-fifty  feet  deep.' 


155.    SIR  HUGH,  OR,  THE  JEW'S  DAUGHTER 


253 


Halliwell,  Ballads  and  Poems  respecting  Hugh  of  Lincoln, 
p.  37,  Halliwell's  Popular  Rhymes  and  Nursery  Tales,  p. 
192,  ed.  1849:  communicated  by  Miss  Agnes  Strickland, 
from  oral  tradition  at  Godalming,  Surrey. 

1  HE  tossed  the  ball  so  high,  so  high, 
He  tossed  the  ball  so  low, 


He  tossed  the  ball  in  the  Jew's  garden, 
And  the  Jews  were  all  below. 

2  Oh  then  out  came  the  Jew's  daughter, 

She  was  dressed  all  in  green  : 
'Come  hither,  come  hither,  my  sweet  pretty 

fellow, 
And  fetch  your  ball  again.' 


Q 


Motherwell's  Note-Book,  p.  54,  as  sung  by  Widow  Michael, 
an  old  woman  in  Barhead. 


1  A'  the  bairns  o  Lincolnshire 
Were  learning  at  the  school, 


And  every  Saturday  at  een 
They  learnt  their  lessons  weel. 

2  The  Jew's  dochter  sat  in  her  bower-door, 

Sewing  at  her  seam  ; 
She  spied  a'  the  bonnie  bairns, 
As  they  cam  out  and  hame. 


Motherwell's  Minstrelsy,  Appendix,  p.  xvii,  VII. 

IT  was  in  the  middle  o  the  midsimmer  tyme, 
When  the  scule  weans  playd  at  the  ba,  ba, 


Out  and  cam  the  Jew's  dochter, 
And  on  little  Sir  Hew  did  ca,  ca, 
And  on  little  Sir  Hew  did  ca. 


B.  Initial  quh  is  changed  to  wh :  z,  for  3,  to  y. 

C.  "'The  Jew's  Daughter,'  which  you   say  was 

transmitted  to  Mr  Dodsley  by  a  friend  of 
yours,  never  reached  me,  and  Mr  Dodsley 
says  he  knows  nothing  of  it.  I  wish  you 
would  prevail  on  your  friend  to  try  to  recol- 
lect or  recover  it,  and  send  me  another  copy 
by  you."  Percy  to  Paton,  Jan.  12,  1769. 
The  copy  in  the  Percy  papers  is  in  Paton 's 
hand. 

I4.  First  written :  The  fairest  o  them  a'. 

74.  First  written :  The  flower  amang  them  a'. 

D.  104.  bells  were,  in  the  second  copy. 

E.  92.  a  swan. 

P.  Hume  says,  p.  5,  that  he  first  heard  the  bal- 
lad in  early  boyhood ;  "it  was  afterwards 
readily  identified  with  Sir  Hugh  of  Lincoln, 
though  the  rustic  minstrel  from  whom  I  re- 
ceived it  made  no  allusion  to  locality."  One 
cannot  tell  whether  this  copy  is  the  ballad 
heard  in  early  boyhood. 
141.  "  This  and  the  next  verse  are  trans- 
posed." Hume. 


Q.  a.  2*.  darest. 
b.  I2,  doth  fall.     I8.  When  all. 
I4.  Were  out  a  playing  ball. 

21.  We  toss  the  balls  so. 

22.  We  toss  the  balls  so.     2s.  We  Ve  tossed  it 
2*.  Where  no  one  dares  to. 

31.  out  and  came  the  Jew's  daughter. 
38.  Said,  Come. 

41.  will  not  come  in,  I  cannot. 

42.  playfellows.     48.  Nor  for  And. 
44.  Which  will.     After  4  : 

I  must  not  come,  I  dare  not  come, 

I  cannot  come  at  all, 
For  if  my  mother  should  call  for  me, 

I  cannot  hear  her  call. 

5*.  To  entice  this. 

After  5  (compare  Miss  Perine's  own  version, 
H6): 

She  put  him  in  a  little  chair, 
She  pinned  him  with  a  pin, 


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And  then  she  called  for  a  wash-basin, 
To  spill  his  heart's  blood  in. 

68.  dressing.     7a.  And  the.    8  comes  before  6. 
8*.  they  threw :  deep  dark  well. 
8*.  Was  fifty  fathoms.     9  wanting. 
J.a.64.  Whereer. 
b.  la.  It  rains  both  great. 

2*.  And  yet  it.     3*.  thou  young. 

41.  I  dare  not  come,  I  dare  not  come. 

48.  Unless  my. 

4*.  And  I  shall  be  flogged  when  I  get. 

58.  She  laid  him  on  the. 

61.  The  thickest  of  blood  did  first  come  out. 

6*.  The  third  that  came  was  his  dear  heart's 

blood. 

64.  Where  all  his.     7-13  wanting. 
K.  There  are  slight  changes  in  the  second  copy. 
4s.  all  wanting.    51*3.  The  first  as  wanting. 
L.  a.  "  After  nearly  sixty  years  my  memory  is  not 
altogether  trustworthy,  and  I  am  not  alto- 
gether sure  how  far  I  have  mixed  up  my 
childish  recollections  with  later  forms  of  the 
ballad  which  I  have  read." 
The  singer  tagged  on  to  this  fragment  version 
C  of  The   Maid   freed   from  the  Gallows, 
given  at  II,  352. 

b.  I8.  For  all.     31.  it  wanting.    41.  him  in. 
44.  And  wiled  the  young  thing  in. 
5.  wanting.    61.  him  in  through  one  dark  door. 


62.  she  has.     6M  wanting. 
65.  She  's  laid  him.    After  1 : 

She 's  rolled  him  in  a  cake  of  lead, 

Bade  him  lie  still  and  sleep, 
And  thrown  him  in  St  Mary's  well, 

'T  was  fifty  fathoms  deep. 

When  bells  were  rung,  and  mass  was  sung, 
And  all  the  boys  came  home, 

Then  every  mother  had  her  own  son, 
But  Lady  Maisy  had  none. 

N.  "  The  writer  was  not  a  little  surprised  to  hear 
from  a  group  of  colored  children,  in  the 
streets  of  New  York  city  (though  in  a  more 
incoherent  form),  the  following  ballad.  He 
traced  the  song  to  a  little  girl  living  in  one 
of  the  cabins  near  Central  Park,  from  whom 
he  obtained  this  version.  .  .  .  The  mother  of 
the  family  had  herself  been  born  in  New 
York,  of  Irish  parentage,  but  had  learned 
from  her  own  mother,  and  handed  down  to 
her  children,  such  legends  of  the  past  as  the 
ballad  we  cite."  Communicated  to  me  by 
Mr.  Newell  some  considerable  time  before 
publication. 

O.  3.  "  One  of  the  Jew's  daughter's,  *  a-dressed  all 
in  green,'  issues  from  the  garden  and  says, 
Come  in,  etc." 


ISS2.