Art thou such a goodly man ?
I care not a fig for thy looking so big,
Mend thou thyself where thou can.
Then Robin Hood he unbuckled his belt,
And laid down his bow so long ;
He took up a staff of another oke graff,
That was both stiff and strong.
Ile yield to thy weapon, said jolly Robìn,
Since thou wilt not yield to mine ;
For I have a staff of another oke graff,