“‘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