Robin Hood; A Collection of All the Ancient Poems, Songs and Ballads, Now Extant, Relative to That Celebrated English Outlaw Volume 2 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1832 edition. Excerpt: ...let fly, But gave him never a word. Fight on, fight on, said Robin Hood then, 50 This game well pleaseth me. For every blow that Robin gave, The beggar gave buffets three. And fighting there full hard and sore, Not far from Nottingham town, They never fled, 'till from Robin Hoods head The blood came trickling down. O, hold thy hand, said Robin Hood then, And thou and I will agree. If that be true, the beggar he said, 60 Thy mantle come give unto me. Now a change, a change, cri'd Robin Hood, Thy bags and coat give me; And this mantle of mine He to thee resign, My horse and my braverie. When Robin had got the beggars clothes, He looked round about; Methinks, said he, I seem to be A beggar brave and stout. For now I have a bag for my bread, 70 So I have another for corn; have one for salt, and another for malt, And one for my little horn. And now I will a begging goe, Some charitie for to find. And if any more of Robin you'll know, In ' the' second part 'tis behind. V. 66. Robin Hood. Now Robin he is to Nottingham bound, With his bag hanging down to his knee, His staff, and his coat, scarce worth a groat, so Yet merrilie passed he. As Robin he passed the streets along, He heard a pittiful cry; Three brethren dear, as he did hear, Condemned were to dye. Then Robin he highed to the sheriffs house, Some reliefs for to seek; He skipt, and leapt, and capered full high, As he went along the street. But when to the sheriffs doore he came, 90 There a gentleman fine and brave, Thou beggar, said he, come tell unto me What it is thou wouldest have. No meat, nor drink, said Robin Hood then, That I come here to crave; But to get the lives of yeomen three, And that I fain would have. That cannot be, thou bold beggar, Their fact it is so cleer; I tell to...