English and Scottish Ballads, Volume 5Francis James Child Little, Brown, 1860 |
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abbot Adam Bell agayne anone Anthony à Wood archers arrow ballad beggar bespake blow bold Robin Hood brave brynge Buske daye dere dyde fast fayre fellow feyr forest frae fryer gentyll knyght gone green green-wood grene wode grete gude haffe hand hast hath honde horn jolly Robin king kynge lady leve Little John loked londe lorde master merry mery Moche monke myght never Nottingham Notyngham outlaw pike-staff potter pray proud sheryf Ritson Ritson's Robin Hood Robyn Hode Rose the Red ryght sayd Lytell Johan sayd Robyn sayd the knyght saye Scadlock screffe seid Litulle Johne sheriff Sheriff of Nottingham shote sone sterte stode Stutly sword tell thee ther theyr Thou art thou shalt thow thre tinker toke tree trewe Tyll unto Whan whyle wolde wood wyfe wyll yeman yemen yere yonder
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Página 278 - What is thy name?" then said Robin Hood, "Come tell me, without any fail." "By the faith of my body," then said the young man, "My name it is Allin a Dale.
Página 309 - I'll not grant thee; I never hurt woman in all my life, Nor man in woman's company. " I never hurt fair maid in all my time, Nor at mine end shall it be ; But give me my bent bow in my hand, And a broad arrow I'll let flee, And where this arrow is taken up, There shall my grave digged be.
Página 44 - LITHE and lysten, gentylmen, That be of frebore blode ; I shall you tell of a good yeman, His name was Robyn Hode. Robyn was a proude outlawe, « Whyles he walked on grounde ; So curteyse an outlawe as he was one Was never none yfounde.
Página 1 - In somer, when the shawes be sheyne, And leves be large and long, Hit is full mery in feyre foreste To here the foulys song : "To se the dere draw to the dale, And leve the hilles hee, And shadow hem in the leves grene. Under the grene-wode tre.1 " Hit befel on Whitsontide, Erly in a May mornyng, The son up feyre can shyne, And the briddis mery can syng. "'This is a mery mornyng...
Página 276 - COME listen to me, you gallants so free, All you that love mirth for to hear, And I will tell you of a bold outlaw That lived in Nottinghamshire. As Robin Hood in the forest stood, * All under the green-wood tree, There he was aware of a brave young man, As fme as fine might be.
Página 342 - Two north country miles and an inch at a shot, As the Finder of Wakefield does know. For he brought Adam Bell, and dim of the Clugh, And William of " Clowdesle," To shoot with our forrester for forty mark, And the forrester beat them all three.
Página 163 - His shoote it was but loosely shott, Yet flewe not the arrowe in vaine, . For itt mett one of the sheriffes men, Good William a Trent was slaine. It had bene better of William a Trent To have bene abed with sorrowe, Than to be that day in the green wood slade To meet with Little Johns arrowe.
Página 105 - After Robyn Hode, And after that gentyll knyght, That was so bolde and stout. Whan they had tolde hym the case Our kynge understonde ther tale, w And seased in his honde The knyghtes londes all.
Página 140 - Now are we in," sayde Adam Bell, " Thereof we are full faine, But Christ knoweth that harowed hell, How we shall com out agayne." " Had we the keys," said Clim of the Clough, " Ryght wel then shoulde we spede ; Then might we come out wel ynough, When we se tyme and nede.
Página 420 - ROBYN HODE. Of all the men in the* morning thou art the worst ; To mete with the I have no lust, For he that meteth a frere or a fox in the morning, To spede ill...