‘That thou wilt tell to me?’
‘At such a butt, sire, as we wont
To use in our countrye.’
“Then William, with his brethren twain,
Stept forth upon the green,
And there set up two hazel rods,
Twenty score pace between.”
The reader will recollect that Locksley upbraids his adversary, after his unsuccessful shot, for not having made an allowance for the pressure of the breeze. Cloudeslea gives a caution to the spectators no less minute:
“He prayed the people that were there
That they would all still stand;