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KOBIN HOOD AND THE MONK. 9
" So did he me," seid the munke,
" Of a C pound and more; I layde furst hande hym apon,
Ze may thonke me therfore."
" I pray God thanke yow," seid Litulle Johne, m
" And we wil when we may ; We wil go with yow, with your leve,
And brynge yow on your way.
" For Eobyn Hode hase many a wilde felow, I telle yow in certen; iso
If thei wist ze rode this way, In feith ze shulde be slayn."
As thei went talkyng be the way,
The munke and Litulle Johne, Johne toke the munkes horse be the hede ise
Ful sone and anone.
Johne toke the munkes horse be the hed, *
For sothe as I yow say, So did-Muche the litulle page,
For he shulde not stirre away. i»
Be the golett of the hode
Johne pulled the munke downe ; Johne was nothynge of hym agast,
He lete hym falle on his crowne. |
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