They presently fetch’d him a brace of fat does,
With humming strong liquor likewise ;
They lov’d what was good ; so, in the green wood,
This pretty sweet babe they baptize.
He was, I must tell you, but seven foot high,
And, may be, an ell in the waste ;
A sweet pretty lad : much feasting they had ;
Bold Robin the christ’ning grac’d, {296}
With all his bowmen, which stood in a ring,
And were of the Nottingham breed ;