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.

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Cladd in his capull hyde.

Come hyther, come hyther, thou good sir Guy,

Aske what thou wilt of mee.

O I will none of thy gold, sayd Robin,

Nor I will none of thy fee :

But now I have slaine the master, he sayes,

Let me goe strike the knave ;

For this is all the meede I aske ;

Nor no other will I have.

Thou art a madman, sayd the sheriffe,