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,