That were soo noble and gode.
324.
‘He wyll avowe 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,’ sayde our kynge,
‘Within this fourteennyght,
And take I wyll Robyn Hode