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12 ROBIN HOOD AND THE MONK.
" What is the cause," seid Litul John, " Thou sparris the zates so fast ? "
" Because of Robyn Hode," seid [the] porter, In depe prison is cast. - s«
" Johne, and Moche, and Wylle Scathlok,
For sothe as I yow say, Thir slew oure men vpon oure wallis,
And sawtene vs euery day."
Litulle Johne spyrred aftur the schereff, 250
And sone he hym fonde ; He oppyned the kyngus prive seelle,
And gaf hym in his honde.
When the schereff saw the kyngus seelle,
He did of his hode anon; . aa
" Wher is the munke that bare the letturs ? " He seid to Litulle Johne.
" He is so fayn of hym," seid Litulle Johne,
" For sothe as I yow sey, He has made hym abot of Westmynster, iso
A lorde of that abbay."
The scheref made John gode chere,
And gaf hym wine of the best; At nyzt thei went to her bedde,
And euery man to his rest. 255 |
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