As I hope to be sav’d, the stranger then said,
I am his own sisters son. {221}
But, lord ! what kissing and courting was there,
When these two cousins did greet !
And they went all that summers day,
And Little John did [not] meet.
But when they met with Little John,
He ‘unto them’ did say,
O master, pray where have you been,
You have tarried so long away ?