Robin Hood and His Merry Foresters - Joseph Cundall

With great joy, mirth, and pride.’”

“Can you remember the whole of any ballad?” asked one of my hearers. “If you could I should like very much to hear it.”

“And so should I.”—“And I.”—“And I.”—cried two or three other voices.

“I fear there will be some parts that you will scarcely understand,” I replied; “but as you wish it, you shall hear of

“When Phœbus had melted the ‘sickles’ of ice,

And likewise the mountains of snow,

Bold Robin Hood he would ramble away,

To frolic abroad with his bow.