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Стр. 13 - When he came to grene wode, In a mery mornynge, There he herde the notes small Of byrdes mery syngynge. "It is ferre gone, sayd Robyn, That I was last here; Me lyste a lytell for to shote At the donne dere.
Стр. 19 - 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. 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.
Стр. 84 - Over all they chose the best ; So perelous outlawes as they were, Walked not by easte nor west. When the kynge this letter had red, In hys harte he syghed sore ; " Take vp the table anone," he bad. " For I may eate no more." The kyng called hys best archars, To the buttes with hym to go ; "I wylle se these felowes shote," he sayd, In the north have wrought this wo.
Стр. 11 - Hit befel on Whitsontide, Erly in a May mornyng, The son vp feyre can shyne, And the briddis mery can syng. 'This is a mery mornyng...
Стр. 78 - I pledge thee," quoth our king, " and thanke thee heartilye For my good welcome in everye degree : And here, in like manner, I drinke to thy sonne." " Do then," quoth Richard,
Стр. 13 - I feyth and ful credence, And in myn herte have hem in reverence So hertely, that ther is game noon, That fro my bokes maketh me to goon, But yt be seldom on the holy day, Save, certeynly, whan that the monethe of May Is comen, and that I here the foules synge, And that the floures gynnen for to sprynge, Fairewel my boke, and my devocioun! Now have I...
Стр. 23 - Then Robin took Little John by the hand, And danced about the oak tree : . " If we drink water while this doth last, Then an il death may we die.
Стр. 45 - Why slayes thou my dogg?' sayes the bucher, 'For he did none ill to thee; By all the saints that are in heaven Thou shalt haue buffetts three.' He tooke his staffe then in his hand, And he turnd him round about: 'Thou hast a litle wild blood in thy head, Good fellow, thou'st haue it letten out.
Стр. 45 - Two dogs at once to Robin Hood did goe, The one behind, the other before; Robin Hood's mantle of Lincolne greene Off from his backe they tore. And whether his men shot east or west, Or they shot north or south, The curtail dogs, so taught they were, They kept the arrows in their mouth. "Take up thy dogs," said Little John, " Fryer, at my bidding be ;