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

And all thy good ‘yeomandree.’

The king is into Finsbury field [304]

Marching in battle-ray,

And after follows bold Robin Hood,

And all his yeomen gay. {239}

Come hither, Tepus, said the king,

Bow-bearer after mee ;

Come measure me out with this line,

How long our mark must be.

What is the wager ? said the queene,