And euery man will haue his owne of me,
And I am bound towards London to ffare,
To complaine to my prince Henerye.
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‘That shall not need,’ sais my lord Haward;
‘If thou canst lett me this robber see,
Ffor euery peny he hath taken thee ffroe,
Thou shalt be rewarded a shilling,’ quoth hee.
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‘Now God fforefend,’ saies Henery Hunt,