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

Crys, My liege, it must not be so :

Such beauty as the fair princèss

Is not for a tyrants mow.

The prince he then began to storm,

Cries, Fool, fanatick, baboon ! [303]

How dare thou stop my valours prize ?

I’ll kill thee with a frown.

Thou tyrant Turk, thou infidel,

Thus Robin began to reply,

Thy frowns I scorn ; lo ! here’s my gage,