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

I’le hold you twenty marks, said bold Robin Hood,

By the leave of our lady,

That I’le hit a mark a hundred rod,

And I’le cause a hart to dye.

We’l hold you twenty mark, then said the forrestèrs,

By the leave of our lady,

Thou hit’st not the marke a hundred rod,

Nor causest a hart to dye.

Robin he[289] bent up a noble bow,

And a broad arrow he let flye,