47. "Hearken! hearken!" sayd the sheriffe,
"I heard noe tydings but good;

For yonder I heare Sir Guyes horne blowe,
For he hath slaine Robin Hoode.

48. "For yonder I heare Sir Guyes horne blow, Itt blowes soe well in tyde,

For yonder comes that wighty yeoman,
Cladd in his capull-hyde.

49. "Come hither, thou good Sir Guy, Aske of mee what thou wilt haue":

"I'le none of thy gold," sayes Robin Hood, "Nor I'le none of itt haue.

50. "But now I haue slaine the master," he sayd "Let me goe strike the knaue;

This is all the reward I aske,

Nor noe other will I haue."

51. "Thou art a madman," said the shiriffe,

"Thou sholdest haue had a knights ffee; Seeing thy asking [hath] beene soe badd, Well granted it shall be."

52. But Litle Iohn heard his master speake,
Well he knew that was his steuen;

"Now shall I be loset," quoth Litle Iohn,
"With Christs might in heauen."

53. But Robin hee hyed him towards Litle Iohn, Hee thought hee wold loose him beliue; The sheriffe and all his companye

Fast after him did driue.

54. "Stand abacke! stand abacke!" sayd Robin;

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Why draw you mee soe neere?

Itt was neuer the vse in our countrye

One's shrift another shold heere."

55. But Robin pulled forth an Irysh kniffe,
And losed Iohn hand and ffoote,

And gaue him Sir Guyes bow in his hand,
And bade it be his boote.

56. But Iohn tooke Guyes bow in his hand
His arrowes were rawstye by the roote
The sherriffe saw Litle Iohn draw a bow
And ffettle him to shoote.

57. Towards his house in Nottingam
He ffled full fast away,
And soe did all his companye,
Not one behind did stay.

58. But he cold neither soe fast goe,
Nor away soe fast runn,

But Litle Iohn, with an arrow broade,
Did cleaue his heart in twinn.

ROBIN HOOD'S DEATH AND BURIAL

1. WHEN Robin Hood and Little John

Down a down a down a down

Went oer yon bank of broom,

Said Robin Hood bold to Little John,
"We have shot for many a pound."
Hey down, a down, a down.

2. "But I am not able to shoot one shot more,
My broad arrows will not flee;
But I have a cousin lives down below,
Please God, she will bleed me."

3. Now Robin he is to fair Kirkly gone,
As fast as he can win;

But before he came there, as we do hear,
He was taken very ill.

4. And when he came to fair Kirkly-hall,
He knockd all at the ring,

But none was so ready as his cousin herself
For to let bold Robin in.

5. "Will you please to sit down, cousin Robin," she said, "And drink some beer with me?"

6. "Well, I have a room, cousin Robin," she said, "Which you did never see,

And if you please to walk therein,
You blooded by me shall be."

7. She took him by the lily-white hand,
And led him to a private room,

And there she blooded bold Robin Hood,
While one drop of blood would run down.

8. She blooded him in a vein of the arm,
And locked him up in the room;
Then did he bleed all the live-long day,
Until the next day at noon.

9. He then bethought him of a casement there, Thinking for to get down;

But was so weak he could not leap,
He could not get him down.

10. He then bethought him of his bugle-horn, Which hung low down to his knee; He set his horn unto his mouth,

And blew out weak blasts three.

11. Then Little John, when hearing him,
As he sat under a tree,

"I fear my master is now near dead,
He blows so wearily."

12. Then Little John to fair Kirkly is gone, As fast as he can dree;

But when he came to Kirkly-hall,

He broke locks two or three:

13. Until he came bold Robin to see, Then he fell on his knee;

"A boon, a boon," cries Little John,

14. "What is that boon," said Robin Hood,
"Little John, [thou] begs of me?"
"It is to burn fair Kirkly-hall,

15. "Now nay, now nay," quoth Robin Hood, "That boon I'll not grant thee;

I never hurt woman in all my life,
Nor men in woman's company.

16. "I never hurt fair maid in all my time,
Nor at mine end shall it be ;

But give me my bent bow in my hand,
And a broad arrow I'll let flee
And where this arrow is taken up,
There shall my grave digged be.

17. "Lay me a green sod under my head,
And another at my feet;

And lay my bent bow by my side,
Which was my music sweet;

And make my grave of gravel and green,
Which is most right and meet.

18. "Let me have length and breadth enough,

With a green sod under my head;

That they may say, when I am dead,
Here lies bold Robin Hood."

19. These words they readily granted him,
Which did bold Robin please:

And there they buried bold Robin Hood,
Within the fair Kirkleys.

ROBIN HOOD RESCUING THE WIDOW'S THREE SONS

1. THERE are twelve months in all the year

As I hear many men say,

But the merriest month in all the year.

Is the merry month of May.