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

And fast began to stare.

Take me my golde agayne, sayd the abbot,

Syr justyce, that I toke the.

Not a peny, sayd the justyce,

By god, that dyed on a tree. {24}

“Syr abbot, and ye men of lawe,

Now have I holde my daye,

Now shall I have my londe agayne,

For ought that you can saye.”

The knyght stert out of the dore,