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.

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Well shot, well shot, quod Robin Hood then,

That shot it was shot in time ;

And if thou wilt accept of the place,

Thou shalt be a bold yeoman of mine. {219}

Go play the chiven, the stranger said,

Make haste and quickly go,

Or with my fist, be sure of this,

Ile give thee buffets sto’.

Thou had’st not best buffet me, quod Robin Hood,

For though I seem forlorn,