Here's scraps enough to serve to-day.
Frank Davidson
"WEEP, WEEP, YE WOODMEN!"
Weep, weep, ye woodmen! wail;
Your hands with sorrow wring!
Your master Robin Hood lies dead,
Here lie his primer and his beads,
His bent bow and his arrows keen,
Here's scraps enough to serve to-day.
Frank Davidson
Weep, weep, ye woodmen! wail;
Your hands with sorrow wring!
Your master Robin Hood lies dead,
Here lie his primer and his beads,
His bent bow and his arrows keen,