And spake neither good word nor bad,

Till he came at the other side.

Lightly leapt Robin offe the fryers backe ;

The fryer said to him againe,

Carry me over this water, [thou] fine fellòw,

Or it shall breed thy paine.

Robin Hood took the fryer on his backe,

Deepe water he did bestride,

And spake neither good word nor bad,

Till he came at the other side.