Thou hast put downe the doughty one,
That stole the sheepe from Anix.
Heigh-ho, &c.
And fie on all such cruell carles,
Whose crueltie’s so fickle,
To cast away a gentleman
In hatred for so little.
Heigh-ho, &c.
I would I were on yonder hill,
Where I have beene full merry: