Tyll ye wytte our kynges wyll
What he woll say to the.”
The sheref thus had his answere,
With out ony leasynge,
Forthe he yode to London toune,
All for to tel our kynge.
There he tolde him of that knyght,
And eke of Robyn Hode,
And also of the bolde archeres,
That noble were and good. {58}