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84 A LTTELL GESTB OF EOBTN HODB.
Eobyn dyde adowne his hode, ta
The monke whan that he se; The monke was not so curteyse,
His hode then let he be.
" He is a chorle, mayster, by dere worthy god," Than said Lytell Johan: m
" Thereof no force," sayd Eobyn, " For curteysy can he none.
" How many men," sayd Eobyn,
" Had this monke, Johan ? " a Fifty and two whan that we met, 9.5
But many of them be gone."
" Let blowe a home," sayd Eobyn, " That felaushyp may us knowe ;"
Seven score of wyght yemen,
Came pryckynge on a rowe. i<»
And everych of them a good mantell
Of scarlet and of raye ; All they came to good Eobyn,
To wyte what he wolde say.
They made the monke to washe and wype, n»
And syt at his denere, Robyn Hode and Lytel Johan
They served him bothe in fere. 108, them bothe, 0. CC. |
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