I haue spyed the false felone
As he stondes at his masse,
Hit is longe of the seide the munke,
And euer he fro vs passe.
This traytur name is Robyn Hode,
Vndur the grene wode lynde,
He robbyt me onys of a C pound,
Hit shalle neuer out of my mynde.
Vp then rose this prowd schereff,
And zade towarde hym zare ;