Lythe and listen Gentlemen,
that be of fre borne blood:
I shall you tell of a good yeoman
his name was Robin Hood.
Robin was a proud out-law
whilst he walked on the ground,
So courteise an out-law as he was one,
was neuer none yfound,
Robin stood in Bernsdale
and leaned vpon a tree,
And by him little Iohn
a good yeoman was he.
And also did good Scathlock,
and Much the milners sonne,
there was no inch of his body
but it was worth a grome.
Then bespake him little Iohn
all vnto Robin hood:
Maister if you would dine betime
it would doe you much good.
Then bespake good Robin hood,
to dine I haue no lust
till I haue some bould Baron
or some vnketh gest
that may pay for the best
Or some Knight, or some Squire
that dwelleth heere by west.
A good manner then had Robin
in land where that he were,
Euery day ere he would dine
three masses would he heere.
The one in the worship of the Father,
the other of the holy Ghost:
the third was of our deere Lady
that he loued of all other most.
Robin he loued our deere Lady,
for doubt of deadly sinne,
would he neuer doe company harme
that any woman was in.
Maister then said little Iohn
and we our boord shall spread
tell vs what way we shall gone,
and what life we shall lead,
where we shall take wher we shall leaue
where we shall abide behinde:
where we shall rob where we shall reaue
where we shall beat and binde.
Thereof no force said Robn,
we shall doe well enough,
but look you doe no husbandman harme
that tilleth with the plough,
No more you shall no good yeoman
that walketh by greene wod shaw:
Ne no Knight, ne no Squire
that would be a good fellow.
Bishops and these Archbishops
ye shall them beate and binde,
the high Sheriffe of Nottingeam
him hold in your minde.
this word shall hold said little Iohn,
and this lesson shall we lere.
It is farre daies God send vs a guest
that we were at our dinnere.
Take thy good bowe in thy hand said Robin
let Much goe with thee,
and so shall William Scathlock,
and no man abide with me.
Now walke ye vp vnto the shore,
and so to Watling-street
and wait after some vncouth guest,
by chance some may ye meet.
Be he Earle or any Baron
Abbot or any Knighti
bring him then to lodge to me
his dinner shall be dight.
They went anon vnto the Sayles
these yeomen all three,
they looked East they looked West,
they might no man see
But as they looked in Bernesdale
by a deme street:
Then came there a Knight riding,
full soone they gan him meet.
All drouflye was his semblant,
and little was his pride,
His one foot on the stirtop stood,
the other waued beside:
His hood hanged ouer his eyes two,
he rode in simple array,
A sorrier man then he was one
rode neuer on Summers day.
Little Iohn was courteous,
and set him on his knee:
Welcome be ye gentle Knight,
welcome are you to me,
Welcome be thou to greene-wood
hend Knight and free.
My Maister hath abiden fasting
sir all these howers three.
Who is your Maister said the Knight.
Iohn said Robin hood:
He is a good yeoman said the Knight,
of him haue I heard much good.
I grant he said with you to wend
my bretheren all three:
My purpose was to haue dined to day
at Blithe or Dancastre.
Forth then went that gentle Knight
with a carefull cheere,
The teares out of his eyes rann
and fell downe by his leere.
They brought him vnto the lodge doore
When Robin gan him see
Full courteously he did off his hood
and set him downe on his knee.
welcome sir Knight then said Robin,
welcome thou art to me,
I haue abyden fasting sir
all these houres three.
Then answered the gentle Knight
with words faire and free,
God thee saue good Robin,
and all thy faire menye.
They washed together and wiped both
and set to their dinnere,
Bread and wine they had enough
and numbles of the Deere.
Swans and Fesants they had full good
and Foules of the riuer
there faileth neuer so little a bird
that euer was spread on bryer.
Doe gladly sir Knight said Robin,
Gramercy sir said he
Such a dinner had I not
Of all these weekes three.
If I come againe Robin
Heere by this Countrie,
As good a dinner I shall thee make,
as thou hast made to me.
I thanke thee Knight then said Robin
my dinner when I haue,
By God I was neuer so greedy
my dinner for to craue.
But pay ere you wend said Robin
me thinke is good right,
It was neuer ye manner by worthy God
a yeoman to pay for a Knight.
I haue nought in my Coffers said the Knight
that I may proffer for shame:
Little Iohn goe looke said Robin hood,
Ne let not for no blame.
Tell me truth said Robin
so God haue part of thee:
I haue no more but x s. said the Knight
so God haue part of me.
If thou haue no more said Robin
I will not one peny,
And if thou haue need of any more
more I shall lend thee.
Goe now foorth little Iohn
the truth tell thou me,
If there be no more but ten sbillings
not any peny that I see
Little Iohn spred downe his mantle
full faire vpon the ground
And there he found in the Knights cofer
but euen halfe a pound
Little Iohn let it lye full still
and went to his maister full lowe
What tidings Iohn said Robin
Sir the Knight is true
Fill of the best wine said Robin
the Knight shall beginne
Much wonder thinketh me
thy clothing is so thin.
Tell me one word said Robin
and counsaile shall it be,
I trow thou wert made Knight of force
or else of yeomanry,
or else thou hast be a sorry husband,
and liued in stroke and strife,
an Okerer or else a Letcher said Robin
with whores hast thou led thy life.
I am none of these said the Knight
by God that mage me,
An hundreth winters heare before
mine Ancestors Knights haue be.
But of it hath befall Robin
a man hath be disgrast
But God that sitteth in heauen aboue
may amend his estate.
Within 2. or 3. yeares Robin said he
Foure hundreth pound of good money
full well then might I spend.
Now haue I no good said the Knight
but my children an my wife,
God hath shapen such an end
till God it amend.
In what manner said Robin
hast thou lost thy riches?
For my great folly he said
and for my kindnes.
I had a sonne forsooth Robin
that should haue beene mine heire,
When he was twenty winters old
In field would iust full faire.
He slewe a Knight of Lancashire
and a Squire bold,
For to saue him in his right
my goods both set and sold.
My Landes be set to wed Robin
vntill a certaine day,
To a rich Abbot heere beside
of Saint Mary Abbay.
What is the summe said Robin,
truth then tell thou me
Sir he said foure hundreth pound
the Abbot told it to me.
Now and thou loose thy land said Robin
what shall fall of thee?
Hastily I will me buske said the Knight
ouer the salt Sea:
And see where Christ was quick & dead
on the mount of Caluere.
Farewell friend and haue good day
it may no better be.
Teares fell out of his eyes two,
he would haue gone his way,
Farewell friends and haue good day,
I haue no more to pay.
Where be thy friends said Robin,
sir neuer a one will know me:
Whiles I was rich enough at home
great boast then would they blow:
And now they run away from me
As beasts on a rowe
They take no more heed of me
than they me neuer saw
For ruthe they went little Iohn
Scathlocke and Much also
Fill of the best wine said Robin
for here is a simple cheere
Hast thou any friends said Robin
thy borrowes that will be
I haue none said the Knight
but God that dyed on a tree
Doo away thy iest said Robin
thereof I will right none
weenest thou I will God to borrow
Peter, Paul or Iohn
Nay by him that made me
and shope both Sun and Moone
Finde a better borrow said Robin
Or money gettest thou none
I haue none other said the Knight
the sooth for to say,
But it be our deere Lady
she faileth me neuer or this day.
By deere worthy God said Robin
to seech all England thorowe
Yet found I neuer to my pay
a much better borowe
Come now forth little Iohn
and goe to my treasure
And bring me foure hundreth pound
and looke it well tolde be
Forth then went little Iohn
and Scathelocke went before
He tolde forth foure hundreth pound
by eighteene score
Is this well tolde said little Much
Iohn said what grieued thee
It is almes to help a gentle knight
that is fallen in pouertie
Maister then said little Iohn
his clothing is full thinne
Ye must giue the knight a liuery,
to wrap his body therein
For ye haue Scarlet and greene maister
and much rich aray
there is no marchant in mery England
so rich I dare well say
Take him three yeards of euery colour
and looke that well ymet it be
Little Iohn tooke none other measure
but his bowe tree
And of euery handfull that he met
he leped ouer foots three
What diuels draper said little Much
thinkest thou to be
Scathelocke stood still and laught
and said by God almight
Iohn may giue him the better measure
by God it cost him but light
Maister said little Iohn
All vnto Robin hood
Ye must giue the knight an horse
to lede home all his good
Take him a gray courser said Robin
and a saddle new
He is our Ladies messenger
God lend that it be true
And a good Palfray said little much
to maintaine him in his right
And a paire of boots said Scathelocke
for he is a gentle knight
what shalt thou giue him litle Iohn said Robin
sir a paire of gilte spurres clene
to pray for all this company
God bring them out of tene
When shall my day be said the Knight
sir and your will be
This day twelue months said Robin
vnder the greene wood tree
It were great shame said Robin
a Knight alone to ride
without squire, yeomen or page
to walke by his side
I shall thee lend little Iohn my man
for he shall be thy knaue
In a yeomans sted he may stand
if thou great need haue.