Renowned Robin Hood.
Or, His famous Archery truly Related, with the worthy Exploits he Acted before Queen Katherine, he being an Outlaw-man, and how she for the same obtained of the King, his own, and his follows pardon.
To a New Tune.
GOld tane from y
e Kings Harbengers?
down a down a down.
As seldoms hath béen seen,
down a down a down.
And carried by bold
Robin Hood
for a present to the Queen.
down a down a down.
If that I live an year to an end.
thus gan Quéen
Katherine say,
Bold
Robin Hood I will be thy friend,
and all thy Yeomen gay.
The Quéen is to her Chamber gone
as fast as she can wen,
She calls unto her lovely Pages,
his name was
Richard Patrington.
Come hither to me thou lovely Page,
come thou hither to me:
For thou must Post to
Nottingham
as fast as thou canst drée.
And as thou goest to
Nottingham,
search all those
English Wood,
Enquire of one good Yeoman or another,
that can tell thée of
Robin Hood.
Sometimes he went, sometimes he ran
as fast as he could wen.
And when he came to
Nottingham,
there he took up his
Inn.
And when he came to
Nottingham,
and had took up his
Inn,
He calls for a pottle of Rhenish Wine
and drinks a health to his Quéen.
There sat a Yeoman by his side,
tell me swéet Page said he,
What is thy business, or the cause,
so far in the North Country.
This is my business, and the cause,
fir, I'le tell it you for good.
To inquire of one good Yeoman or another,
to tell me of
Robin Hood.
Ile get my horse betime in the morn,
by it be break of day,
And
I will shew thée bold
Robin Hood,
and all his Yeomen gay.
When that he came at
Robin Hoods place,
he tell down on his knée:
Quéen
Katherine she doth gréet you well,
she gréets you well by me.
She bids you post to fair
London Court.
not fearing any thing,
For there shall be a little sport
and she hath sent you her King.
Robin took his Mantle from his back,
it was of the Lincoln gréen,
And sent it by this lovely Page
for a present to the Quéen.
In Summer time when leaves grow gréen
it is a séemly sight to sée,
How
Robin Hood himself had drest
and all his Yeomandrée.
He cloathed his men in Lincoln gréen,
and himself in scarlet red,
Black hats, white feathers all alike,
now bold
Robin Hood is Rid.
And when he came at
Londons Court,
he fell down on his knée,
Thou art welcom
Locksly said the Quéen,
and all thy Yeomen thrée.
The King is into
Finsbury field,
down a down a down.
Marching in battle ray,
down a down a down.
And after follows bold
Robin Hood
and all his Yeomen gay.
down a down a down.
The Second Part,
To the same Tune.
COme hither
Tepus, said the King,
down a down a down,
Bow-bearer after me,
down a down a down,
Come measure me out with this line
how long our mark shall be.
down a down a down.
What is the Wager said the Quéen?
that must I now know here,
Thrée hundred Tun of Rhenish Wine
thrée hundred tun of Béer.
Thrée hundred of the fattest Harts
that run on
Dallom Lée,
That's a Princely Wager, said the King
that néeds must I tell thée.
With that bespake one
Clifton then
full quickly and full soon,
Measure no Mark for us most Soveraign Leige
wée'l shoot at Sun and Moon.
Full fiftéen score your Mark shall be,
full fiftéen score shall stand,
Ile lay my Bow, said
Clifton then,
I'le cleave the
Willow Wand.
With that the Kings Archers led about
while it was thrée and none,
With that the Ladies began to shout,
Madam, your Game is gone.
A boon, a boon, Quéen
Katherine cryes,
I crave on my bare knée,
Is there any Knight of your privy Counsel
on Quéen
Katherines part will be?
Come hither to me sir
Richard Lee,
thou art a Knight full good,
For
I do know by thy pedigrée,
thou sprang'st from
Gowers blood.
Come hither to me thou Bishop of
Here-fordshire,
for a noble Priest was he,
By my silver Miter, said the Bishop then
I'le not bet one penny.
The King hath Archers of his own,
full ready and full light,
And these be strangers every one,
no man knows what they height.
What wilt thou bet said
Robin Hood
thou séest our Games the worse,
By my silver Miter, said the Bishop then
all the Money within my purse.
What is in thy purse, said
Robin Hood,
throw it down on the ground,
Fiftéen score Nobles, said the Bishop then
its near an hundred pound.
Robin Hood took his bag from his side
and threw it down on the gréen:
William Scadlock went smiling away,
I know who this money must win.
With that the Kings Archers led about,
while it was thrée and thrée,
With that the Ladies gave a shout,
Woodcock beware thy knée.
It is thrée, and thrée, now said the King,
the next thrée payes for all:
Robin Hood went and whispered to y
t Quéen
the Kings part shall be but small.
Robin Hood he led about,
he sent it under-hand,
And
Clifton with a bearing Arrow
he clave the Willow wand.
And little
Midge the Millers son,
he shot not much the worse,
He shot within a singer of the prick
now Bishop beware thy purse.
A boon, a boon, Quéen
Katherine cries
I crave that on my bare knée,
That you will angry be with none,
that is at my party.
They shall have forty days to come,
end forty days to go.
And thrée times forty to sport and play
then welcome every one.
Then thou art welcome
Robin Hood said y
e Quéen,
and so is little
John,
So is
Midge the Millers Son,
thrice welcome every one.
Is this
Robin Hood the King
[...]w said?
for it was told to me,
That he was slain in the Pallace gate,
so far in the North Country.
Is this
Robin Hood, quoth y
e Bishop then
as I sée well to be,
Had
I known that had béen that bold Out-law
I would not a bet one penny.
He took me late on
Saturday at night,
and bound me fast to a trée,
And made me sing a
Masse God wot,
to him and his Yeomen thrée.
What and if
I did, says
Robin Hood,
of that
Masse I was full fain;
For recompence to thée he says
here's half thy Gold again.
Now nay, now nay, says little
John,
down a down a down.
Master that may not be,
down a down a down.
We must give gifts to the Kings Officers
that Gold will serve thée and me.
down a down a down.
London, Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, and I. Wright.