That were so sharpe and kene,
And layde on the sheryves men,
And dryved them downe bydene.
Robyn stert to that knyght,
And cut a two his bonde,[195]
And toke hym in his hand a bowe,
And bade hym by hym stonde.
“Leve thy hors the behynde,
And lerne for to renne ;
Thou shalt with me to grene wode,