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430 FRAGMENT OF AN INTERLUDE, &C. |
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Now I have the maystry here, Off I smyte this sory swyre. This knygthys clothis wolle I were, And on my hede his hyde will bere.
Well mete, felowe myn. 25
What herst thou of gode Kobyn ?
" Robyn Hode and his menye
With the Sheryffe takyn be."
Sette on foote with gode wyll,
And the Sheryffe wull we kyll. ao
Beholde wele Frere Tuke,
Howe he dothe his bowe pluke.
" Yeld yow, Syrs, to the Sheryffe,
Or elles shall ye Howes pryffe."
Now we be bounden alle in same; a
Frere Tuke, this is no game.
" Come thou forth, thou fals outlawe;
Thou shall be hangyde and y-drawe."
Now alias, what shall we doo!
We moste to the prys.one goo. *:
" Opyn the gates faste anon,
And [late] theis thevys ynne gon."
24, hede. 25, folowe. 34, elyffe.
41, ory the yata. 42, theif thouys yune. |
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