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

Then grant me my boon, dear uncle, said Robin,

That Little John may be my page.

And he said, Kind cousin, I grant thee thy boon ;

With all my heart, so let it be.

Then come hither, Little John, said Robin Hood,

Come hither my page unto me : {155}

Go fetch me my bow, my longest long bow,

And broad arrows, one, two, or three.

For when ’tis fair weather we’ll into Sherwood,

Some merry pastime to see.