Sometimes they wept, and cried aloud,
Whilst Robin did merrily sing. {252}
When they had been praying an hours space,
The priests did still lament ;
Then quoth bold Robin, Now let’s see
What mony heaven hath us sent.
We will be sharers all alike
Of [the] mony that we have ;
And there is never a one of us
That his fellow shall deceive.