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

Quoth bold Robin Hood, and sturdily stood,

I’ll shew you right Nottingham-play. {292}

With that from his quiver an arrow he drew,

A broad arrow with a goose-wing.

The stranger reply’d, I’ll liquor thy hide,

If thou offer to touch the string.

Quoth bold Robin Hood, Thou dost prate like an ass,

For were I to bend but my bow,

I could send a dart, quite thro’ thy proud heart,

Before thou could’st strike me one blow.