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

The curtall dogs, so taught they were,

They kept ‘the’ arrows in their mouth.

Take up thy dogs, said Little John,

Fryer, at my bidding be.

Whose man art thou, said the curtall fryer,

Comes here to prate with me ?

“I am Little John, Robin Hoods man,

Fryer, I will not lie ;

If thou take not up thy dogs soone,

I’le take up them and thee.” {216}