He broke locks two or three ;
Untill he came bold Robin to,
Then he fell on his knee ;
A boon, a boon, cries Little John,
Master, I beg of thee. {338}
What is that boon, quoth Robin Hood,
Little John, thou begs of me ?
“It is to burn fair Kirkley-hall,
And all their nunnery.”
Now nay, now nay, quoth Robin Hood,