For this is all the mede I aske;
None other rewarde I'le have."
"Thou art a madman," sayd the sheriffe,
"Thou sholdst have had a knight's fee:
But seeing thy asking hath beene soe bad,
Well granted it shall bee."
When little John heard his master speake,
Well knewe he it was his steven:
"Now shall I be looset," quoth little John,
"With Christ his might in heaven."