Then Robin turned his face to the east,
"Fight on, my merry men stout;
Our cause is good," quod brave Robin Hood,
"And we shall not be beaten out."
The battel grows hot on every side,
The Scotchman made great moan:
Quoth Jockey, "Gude faith, they fight on each side,
Would I were with my wife Joan!"
The enemy compast brave Robin about,
'Tis long ere the battel ends;
Ther's neither will yield, nor give up the field,
For both are supplied with friends.
This song it was made in Robin Hoods dayes:
Let's pray unto Jove above,
To give us true peace, that mischief may cease,
And war may give place unto love.
Ritson.
ROBIN HOOD AND THE SCOTCHMAN.
Given in Gutch's Robin Hood, ii. 392, from an Irish Garland, printed at Monaghan, 1796.
This piece is the same as the fragment usually printed as the Second Part of Robin Hood and the Stranger, (see p. 409,) and both are undoubtedly relics of some older ballad.
Now bold Robin Hood to the north would go
With valour and mickle might;
With sword by his side, which oft had been try'd,
To fight and recover his right.