That only woman was ynne.

Mayster, than sayd Lytell Johan,

And we our borde shall sprede,

Tell us whether we shall gone,

And what lyfe we shall lede ;

Where we shall take, where we shall leve,

Where we shall abide behynde,

Where we shall robbe, where we shall reve,

Where we shall bete and bynde.

Ther of no fors, sayd Robyn,