“‘And give me my bent bow in my hand,

And a broad arrow I’ll let flee;

And where this arrow is taken up

There shall my grave digged be.”

“The outlaw shot his last bow. His shaft flew feebly to a short distance, and fell beneath an oak. He leaned back into the arms of his faithful attendant—and died. His wish was complied with; and a stone was placed upon the green sod to mark the last resting-place of the brave Robin Hood; it bore this inscription:—

“Here, underneath this little stone,

Lies Robert, Earl of Huntingdon.

Ne’er archer was as he so good;

And people called him ‘Robin Hood.’

Such outlaws as he and his men