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.

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Whose person was better then gold.

But Robin Hood, hee himself had disguis’d,

And Marian was strangly attir’d,

That they prov’d foes, and so fell to blowes,

Whose vallour bold Robin admir’d.

They drew out their swords, and to cutting they went,

At least an hour or more,

That the blood ran apace from bold Robins face,

And Marian was wounded sore.

O hold thy hand, hold thy hand, said Robin Hood,