And when Robin came in the sight of the bower,
“Where are my yeomen?” said he:
And Little John answer’d, “Lo, yonder they stand,
All under the green-wood tree.”
Then a garland they brought her, by two and by two,
And plac’d them upon the bride’s head:
The music struck up, and we all fell to dance,
So the bride and bridegroom were wed.
(Condensed)