Robin Hood / A collection of all the ancient poems, songs, and ballads, now extant, relative to that celebrated English outlaw. To which are prefixed historical anecdotes of his life.

by Unknown

By god that made me,

Here be the best coresed hors

That ever yet sawe I me.

Lede them into the stable, he sayd,

That eased myght they be.

They shall not come therin, sayd the knyght,

By god that dyed on a tre.

Lordes were to mete isette

In that abbotes hall,

The knyght went forth and kneled downe,