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

Shew’d he perplexed was. {227}

Where lies your grief ? quoth Will ‘Scadlòck,’

O, master, tell to me :

If the damsels eyes have pierc’d your heart,

I’ll fetch her back to thee.

Now nay, now nay, quoth Robin Hood,

She doth not cause my smart ;

But ’tis the poor distressed princèss,

That wounds me to the heart ;

I’ll go fight the [prince and] giants all,