Come, gentlemen all, and listen awhile,Hey down, down, an a down,And a story ile to you unfold ;Ile tell you how Robin Hood served the bishop,When he robbed him of his gold.{171}As it fell out on a sun-shining day,When Phœbus was in ‘his’ prime,Then Robin Hood, that archer good,In mirth would spend some time.And as he walk’d the forrest along,Some pastime for to spy,There was he aware of a proud bishòp,And all his company.O what shall I do, said Robin Hood then,If the bishop he doth take me ?No mercy he’l show unto me, I know,But hanged I shall be.Then Robin was stout, and turned 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.Why, who art thou ? said the old womàn,Come tell to me for good.“I am an out-law, as many do know,My name it is Robin Hood ;And yonder’s the bishop and all his men,And if that I taken be,Then day and night he’l work my spight,And hanged I shall be.”{172}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.For I remember, ‘one’ Saturday night,Thou brought me both shoos and hose ;Therefore I’le provide thy person to hide,And keep thee from thy foes.“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.”And when Robin Hood was so araid,He went straight to his company,With his spindle and twine, he oft lookt behind,For the bishop and his company.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.O hold thy hand, hold thy hand, said Robin Hood then,And shoot not thy arrows so keen ;I am Robin Hood, thy master good,And quickly it shall be seen.{173}The bishop he came to the old womans house,And called, with furious mood,Come let me soon see, and bring unto meThat traitor Robin Hood.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.But as they were riding the forrest along,The bishop he ‘chanc’d’ for to seeA hundred brave bowmen bold,Stand under the green-wood tree.O who is yonder, the bishop then said,That’s ranging within yonder wood ?Marry, says the old woman, I think it to beA man call’d Robin Hood.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.”Then woe is me, the bishop he said,That ever I saw this day !He turn’d him about, but Robin stoutCall’d him, and bid him stay.{174}Then Robin took hold of the bishop’s horse,And ty’d him fast to a tree ;Then Little John smil’d his master upon,For joy of that company.Robin Hood took his mantle from’s back,And spread it upon the ground,And out of the bishops portmantle heSoon told five hundred pound.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.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.And then they brought him through the wood,And set him on his dapple gray,And gave him the tail within his hand,And bade him for Robin Hood pray.
Come, gentlemen all, and listen awhile,Hey down, down, an a down,And a story ile to you unfold ;Ile tell you how Robin Hood served the bishop,When he robbed him of his gold.{171}As it fell out on a sun-shining day,When Phœbus was in ‘his’ prime,Then Robin Hood, that archer good,In mirth would spend some time.And as he walk’d the forrest along,Some pastime for to spy,There was he aware of a proud bishòp,And all his company.O what shall I do, said Robin Hood then,If the bishop he doth take me ?No mercy he’l show unto me, I know,But hanged I shall be.Then Robin was stout, and turned 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.Why, who art thou ? said the old womàn,Come tell to me for good.“I am an out-law, as many do know,My name it is Robin Hood ;And yonder’s the bishop and all his men,And if that I taken be,Then day and night he’l work my spight,And hanged I shall be.”{172}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.For I remember, ‘one’ Saturday night,Thou brought me both shoos and hose ;Therefore I’le provide thy person to hide,And keep thee from thy foes.“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.”And when Robin Hood was so araid,He went straight to his company,With his spindle and twine, he oft lookt behind,For the bishop and his company.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.O hold thy hand, hold thy hand, said Robin Hood then,And shoot not thy arrows so keen ;I am Robin Hood, thy master good,And quickly it shall be seen.{173}The bishop he came to the old womans house,And called, with furious mood,Come let me soon see, and bring unto meThat traitor Robin Hood.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.But as they were riding the forrest along,The bishop he ‘chanc’d’ for to seeA hundred brave bowmen bold,Stand under the green-wood tree.O who is yonder, the bishop then said,That’s ranging within yonder wood ?Marry, says the old woman, I think it to beA man call’d Robin Hood.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.”Then woe is me, the bishop he said,That ever I saw this day !He turn’d him about, but Robin stoutCall’d him, and bid him stay.{174}Then Robin took hold of the bishop’s horse,And ty’d him fast to a tree ;Then Little John smil’d his master upon,For joy of that company.Robin Hood took his mantle from’s back,And spread it upon the ground,And out of the bishops portmantle heSoon told five hundred pound.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.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.And then they brought him through the wood,And set him on his dapple gray,And gave him the tail within his hand,And bade him for Robin Hood pray.
Come, gentlemen all, and listen awhile,Hey down, down, an a down,And a story ile to you unfold ;Ile tell you how Robin Hood served the bishop,When he robbed him of his gold.{171}
Come, gentlemen all, and listen awhile,
Hey down, down, an a down,
And a story ile to you unfold ;
Ile tell you how Robin Hood served the bishop,
When he robbed him of his gold.{171}
As it fell out on a sun-shining day,When Phœbus was in ‘his’ prime,Then Robin Hood, that archer good,In mirth would spend some time.
As it fell out on a sun-shining day,
When Phœbus was in ‘his’ prime,
Then Robin Hood, that archer good,
In mirth would spend some time.
And as he walk’d the forrest along,Some pastime for to spy,There was he aware of a proud bishòp,And all his company.
And as he walk’d the forrest along,
Some pastime for to spy,
There was he aware of a proud bishòp,
And all his company.
O what shall I do, said Robin Hood then,If the bishop he doth take me ?No mercy he’l show unto me, I know,But hanged I shall be.
O what shall I do, said Robin Hood then,
If the bishop he doth take me ?
No mercy he’l show unto me, I know,
But hanged I shall be.
Then Robin was stout, and turned 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.
Then Robin was stout, and turned 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.
Why, who art thou ? said the old womàn,Come tell to me for good.“I am an out-law, as many do know,My name it is Robin Hood ;
Why, who art thou ? said the old womàn,
Come tell to me for good.
“I am an out-law, as many do know,
My name it is Robin Hood ;
And yonder’s the bishop and all his men,And if that I taken be,Then day and night he’l work my spight,And hanged I shall be.”{172}
And yonder’s the bishop and all his men,
And if that I taken be,
Then day and night he’l work my spight,
And hanged I shall be.”{172}
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.
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.
For I remember, ‘one’ Saturday night,Thou brought me both shoos and hose ;Therefore I’le provide thy person to hide,And keep thee from thy foes.
For I remember, ‘one’ Saturday night,
Thou brought me both shoos and hose ;
Therefore I’le provide thy person to hide,
And keep thee from thy foes.
“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.”
“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.”
And when Robin Hood was so araid,He went straight to his company,With his spindle and twine, he oft lookt behind,For the bishop and his company.
And when Robin Hood was so araid,
He went straight to his company,
With his spindle and twine, he oft lookt behind,
For the bishop and his company.
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.
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.
O hold thy hand, hold thy hand, said Robin Hood then,And shoot not thy arrows so keen ;I am Robin Hood, thy master good,And quickly it shall be seen.{173}
O hold thy hand, hold thy hand, said Robin Hood then,
And shoot not thy arrows so keen ;
I am Robin Hood, thy master good,
And quickly it shall be seen.{173}
The bishop he came to the old womans house,And called, with furious mood,Come let me soon see, and bring unto meThat traitor Robin Hood.
The bishop he came to the old womans house,
And called, with furious mood,
Come let me soon see, and bring unto me
That traitor Robin Hood.
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.
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.
But as they were riding the forrest along,The bishop he ‘chanc’d’ for to seeA hundred brave bowmen bold,Stand under the green-wood tree.
But as they were riding the forrest along,
The bishop he ‘chanc’d’ for to see
A hundred brave bowmen bold,
Stand under the green-wood tree.
O who is yonder, the bishop then said,That’s ranging within yonder wood ?Marry, says the old woman, I think it to beA man call’d Robin Hood.
O who is yonder, the bishop then said,
That’s ranging within yonder wood ?
Marry, says the old woman, I think it to be
A man call’d Robin Hood.
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.”
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.”
Then woe is me, the bishop he said,That ever I saw this day !He turn’d him about, but Robin stoutCall’d him, and bid him stay.{174}
Then woe is me, the bishop he said,
That ever I saw this day !
He turn’d him about, but Robin stout
Call’d him, and bid him stay.{174}
Then Robin took hold of the bishop’s horse,And ty’d him fast to a tree ;Then Little John smil’d his master upon,For joy of that company.
Then Robin took hold of the bishop’s horse,
And ty’d him fast to a tree ;
Then Little John smil’d his master upon,
For joy of that company.
Robin Hood took his mantle from’s back,And spread it upon the ground,And out of the bishops portmantle heSoon told five hundred pound.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
And then they brought him through the wood,And set him on his dapple gray,And gave him the tail within his hand,And bade him for Robin Hood pray.
And then they brought him through the wood,
And set him on his dapple gray,
And gave him the tail within his hand,
And bade him for Robin Hood pray.