Then Robin was stout, and turned him about,
And a little house there he did spy ;
And to an old wife, for to save his life,
He loud began for to cry.
Why, who art thou ? said the old womàn,
Come tell to me for good.
“I am an out-law, as many do know,
My name it is Robin Hood ;
And yonder’s the bishop and all his men,
And if that I taken be,