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

“Shoot on, shoot on, thou fine fellòw,

Shoot as thou hast begun,

If thou shoot here a summers day,

Thy marke I will not shun.”

Robin Hood shot passing well,

Till his arrows all were gane ;

They tooke their swords and steele bucklèrs,

They fought with might and maine,

From ten o’th’ clock that [very] day,

Till four i’ th’ afternoon ;