And then, as bold Robin Hood and his sweet bride
Went hand in hand to the green bower,
The birds sung with pleasure in merry Sherwood,
And ’twas a most joyful hour.
And when Robin came in sight of the bower,
Where are my yeomen ? said he :
And Little John answer’d, Lo, yonder they stand,
All under the green-wood-tree.
Then a garland they brought her by two and by two,
And plac’d them all on the bride’s head :