As ‘it seems’ [307] well to be :
Had I knowne ‘it’ had been that bold outlàw,
I would not [have] bet one peny.
Hee tooke me late one Saturday at night,
And bound mee fast to a tree,
And made mee sing a masse, God wot,
To him and his ‘yeomandree.’
What, an if I did, saies Robin Hood,
Of that masse I was faine ;
For recompence of that, he saies,