ROBYN HODE
Thou lousy frer, what wouldest thou with hym?
He never loved fryer, nor none of freiers kyn.
FRYER
Avaunt, ye ragged knave!
Or ye shall have on the skynne.
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ROBYN HODE
Of all the men in the morning thou art the worst,
To mete with the I have no lust;