If ye wyll se good Robyn,
Ye must do after me ;
Take fyve of the best knyghtes
That be in your lede,
And walke downe by ‘yon’ [197] abbay,
And gete you monkes wede.
And I wyll be your ledes man,
And lede you the way,
And or ye come to Notyngham,
Myn hede then dare I lay, {66}