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

Till all their winde was spent and gone,

Then Robin aloud did cry :

O hold, O hold, cries bold Robìn,

I see you be stout men ;

Let me blow one blast on my bugle-horn,

Then Ile fight with you again.

“That bargain’s to make, bold Robin Hood,

Therefore we it deny ;

Thy blast upon the bugle-horn

Cannot make us fight or fly. {272}