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

Lightly leapt the fryer off Robin Hoods backe,

Robin Hood said to him againe,

Carry me over this water, thou curtall fryer,

Or it shall breede thy pain.

The fryer tooke Robin on’s backe againe,

And stept in to the knee.

Till he came at the middle streame,

Neither good nor bad spake he, {213}

And comming to the middle streame,

There he threw Robin in :