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122 A LTTELL GESTE OF KOBYST HODE.
Me lyste a lytell for to shote "s
At the donne dere."
Robyn slewe a full grete harte,
His home than gan he blow, That all the outlawes of that forest,
That home coud they knowe 120
And gadred them togyder,
In a lytell throwe ; Seven score of wight yonge men
Came redy on a rowe,
And fayre dyde of theyr hodes, 123
And set them on theyr kne: " Welcome," they sayd, " our mayster,
Under this grene wode tre."
Eobyn dwelled in grene wode
Twenty yere and two ; is>
For all drede of Edwarde our kynge,
Agayne wolde he not goo.
Yet he was begyled, i-wys,
Through a wycked woman, The pryoresse of Kyrkesly, i&
That nye was of hys kynne ;
135. The little convent of Kirklees lay between Wakefield and Halifax. Hdntke. |
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