"That fend I godys forbode," kod the screffe,
"So to lese mey godde;"
"Hether [ye] cam on horse foll hey,
And hom schall ye go on fote;
And gret well they weyffe at home,285
The woman ys foll godde.
["Y schall her sende a wheyt palffrey,]
Het hambellet as the weynde;
Ner for the loffe of yowr weyffe,
Off mor sorow scholde yow seyng."290
Thes parted Robyn Hode and the screffe,
To Notynggam he toke the waye;
Hes weyffe feyr welcomed hem hom,
And to hem gan sche saye:
"Seyr, how haffe yow fared yn grene foreyst?
Haffe ye browt Roben hom?"296
"Dam, the deyell spede him, bothe bodey and bon,
Y haffe hade a foll grete skorne.
"Of all the god that y haffe lade to grene wod,
He hayt take het fro me,300
All bot this feyr palffrey,
That he hayt sende to the."
With that sche toke op a lowde lawhyng,
And swhar be hem that deyed on tre,
"Now haffe yow payed for all the pottys305
That Roben gaffe to me.
"Now ye be com hom to Notynggam,
Ye schall haffe god ynowe;"
Now speke we of Roben Hode,
And of the pottyr onder the grene [bowhe].310
"Potter, what was they pottys worthe
To Notynggam that y ledde with me?"
"They wer worth two nobellys," seyd he,
"So mot y treyffe or the;
So cowde y had for tham,315
And y had [ther be]."
"Thow schalt hafe ten ponde," seyde Roben,
"Of money feyr and fre;
And yever whan thou comest to grene wod,
Wellcom, potter to me."320
Thes partyd Robyn, the screffe, and the potter,
Ondernethe the grene-wod tre;
God haffe mersey on Robyn Hodys solle,
And saffe all god yemanrey!