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34 ROBIN HOOD AND THE BUTCHER.
" What's [the] price of thy flesh ? " said jolly Bobin,
" Come, tell it soon unto me ; And the price of thy mare, be she never so dear,
For a butcher fain would I be." 20
" The price of my flesh," the butcher repli'd,
" I soon will tell unto thee; With my bonny mare, and they are not too dear,
Four mark thou must give unto me."
" Four mark I will give thee," saith jolly Eobin, as
" Four mark it shall be thy fee ; The mony come count, and let me mount,
For a butcher I fain would be."
Now Eobin he is to Nottingham gone,
His butchers trade to begin; so
With good intent to the sheriff he went, And there he took up his inn.
When other butchers did open their meat,
Bold Eobin he then begun; But how for to sell he knew not well, as
For a butcher he was but young.
When other butchers no meat could sell, Eobin got both gold and fee ;
17. What is price. |
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