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190 ROBIN HOOD AND THE BEGGAB.
If thou chear well to thy supper, Of mine thou takes no care ;
" Who wants my dinner all this day, «
And wots not where to lie, And should I to the tavern go,
I want money to buy.
" Sir, thou must lend me some money
Till we two meet again :" 50
The beggar answer'd cankerdly, " I have no money to lend.
" Thou art as young a man as I,
And seems to be as sweir; If thou fast till thou get from me, as
Thou shalt eat none this year."
" Now, by my truth," says good Robin,
" Since we are 'sembled so, If thou have but a small farthing,
I'll have it e'er thou go. 60
" Therefore, lay down thy clouted cloak,
And do no longer stand, And loose the strings of all thy pocks,
I'll ripe them with my hand.
" And now to thee I make a vow, 65
If thou make any din, |
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