Until they came to the merry greenwood,
Where they had gladdest be;
There were they ware of [a] wight yeoman,
His body leaned to a tree.
A sword and a dagger he wore by his side,
Had been many a mans bane;
And he was clad in his capull hide,
Top and tail and mane.
wroken, revenged. swevens, dreams. boun, make ready. capull, horse.
"Stand you still, master," quoth Little John,