‘Litull John has begyled us bothe
And that full wel I se;
Or ellis the Schereff of Notyngham
Hye hongut shulde he be.
LXXXVI
‘I made hem yemen of the crowne,
And gaf hem fee with my hond;
I gaf hem grith[1010],’ seid oure Kyng,
‘Thorowout all mery Inglond.
LXXXVII
‘I gaf theym grith,’ then seid oure Kyng;
‘I say, so mot I the,
Fforsothe soch a yeman as he is on
In all Inglond ar not thre.
LXXXVIII
‘He is trew to his maister,’ seid our Kyng;
‘I sey, be swete Seynt John,
He lovys better Robyn Hode
Then he dose us ychon.
LXXXIX
‘Robyn Hode is ever bond to hym,
Bothe in strete and stalle;
Speke no more of this mater,’ seid oure Kyng,
‘But John has begyled us alle.’