That cowthe brynge hym Robyn Hode,
His warisone he shuld haue.
For I dar neuer, said the scheref,
Cum before oure kynge ;
For if I do I wot serten,
For sothe he wil me henge. {383}
The scheref made to seke Notyngham,
Bothe be strete and stye,
And Robyn was in mery Scherwode
As lizt as lef on lynde.