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

Johne was nothynge of hym agast,

He lete hym falle on his crowne.

Litulle John was ‘sore’ [355] agrevyd,

And drew out his swerde in hye,

The munke saw he shulde be ded,

Lowd mercy can he crye.

He was my maister, seid litulle Johne,

That thou base browzt in bale,

Shalle thou neuer cum at oure kynge

For to telle hym tale. {379}