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116 A LYTELL GESTE OF KOBTN HODE.
" Of thy goodnesse and thy grace, For my men and me !
" Yes, for god," sayd Eobyn,
" And also god me save ; I aske mercy, my lorde the kynge,
And for my men I crave."
" Yes, for god," than sayd our kynge,
" Thy peticion I graunt the, "With that thou leve the grene wode,
And all thy company ;
" And come home, syr, to my courte,
And there dwell with me." " I make myn avowe to god," sayd Kobyn,
"And ryght so shall it be.
" I wyll come to your courte,
Your servyse for to se, And brynge with me of my men
Seven score and thre.
" But me lyke well your servyse,
I come agayne full soone, And shote at the donne dere,
As I am wonte to done." |
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