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EOBIN HOOD AND GUT OP GISBOENE. 169
" Stand abacke, stand abacke," sayd Robin, " Why draw you mee soe neere ?
It was never the use in our countrye,
Ones shrift another shold heere." 220
But Robin pulled forth an Irysh knife,
And losed John hand and foote, And gave him sir Guyes bow into his hand,
And bade it be his boote.
Then John he took Guyes bow in his hand, 22s His boltes and arrowes eche one:
When the sheriffe saw Little John bend his bow. He fettled him to be gone.
Towards his house in Nottingham towne
He fled full fast away, aso
And soe did all the companye, Not one behind wold stay.
But he cold neither runne soe fast,
Nor away soe fast cold ryde, But Litle John with an arrowe soe broad sss
He shott him into the backe-syde. |
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