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‘Heyt war howte!’ seyde Roben,

‘Ffelowhes, let me a lone;

Thorow the helpe of Howr Ladey,

To Notynggam well y gon.’

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Robyn went to Notynggam,

Thes pottys ffor to sell;

The potter abode with Robens men,

There he ffered not eylle.