We have had no sport for these fourteen long days,
Therefore now abroad will I go ;
Now should I be beat, and cannot retreat,
My horn I will presently blow.
Then did he shake hands with his merry men all,
And bid them at present good b’ w’ye :
Then, as near the brook his journey he took,
A stranger he chanc’d to espy.
They happen’d to meet on a long narrow bridge,
And neither of them would give way ;