They washèd together and wipèd both,
And set to their dinnere;
Bread and wine they had enough,
And numbles[735] of the deer.
XXXIII
Swans and pheasants they had full good,
And fowls of the rivere;
There failèd none so little a bird
That ever was bred on brere[736].
XXXIV
‘Do gladly, Sir Knight,’ said Robin.
‘Gramerci, sir,’ said he;
‘Such a dinner had I not
Of all these weekès three.
XXXV
‘If I come again, Robin,
Here by this country,
As good a dinner I shall thee make
As thou hast made to me.’
XXXVI
‘Gramerci, Knight,’ said Robin Hood;
‘My dinner when I have,
I was never so greedy, by dear-worth[737] God,
My dinner for to crave.