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

Thou never felt blow, the stranger he said,

That shall be better quit.

The stranger he drew out a good broad sword,

And hit Robin on the crown,

That from every haire of bold Robins head

The blood ran trickling down.

God a mercy, good fellow ! quod Robin Hood then,

And for this that thou hast done,

Tell me, good fellow, what thou art,

Tell me where thou doest won.