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.