‘Lat vs fyght at ottrauncë.’
‘He that fleth, God gyfe hym myschauncë!
Now I hauë the maystry herë,
Off I smytë this sory swyrë.
This knyghtys clothis wolle I werë,
And in my hode his hede woll berë.
Welle mete, felowë myn:
What herst þou of gode Robyn?’
‘Robyn Hode and his menye
With the sheryff takyn be.’