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So
,
as
soon
as
he
had
returned
safely
to
Nottingham
,
he
sent
messengers
north
and
south
,
and
east
and
west
,
to
proclaim
through
town
,
hamlet
,
and
countryside
,
this
grand
shooting
match
,
and
everyone
was
bidden
that
could
draw
a
longbow
,
and
the
prize
was
to
be
an
arrow
of
pure
beaten
gold
.
When
Robin
Hood
first
heard
the
news
of
this
he
was
in
Lincoln
Town
,
and
hastening
back
to
Sherwood
Forest
he
soon
called
all
his
merry
men
about
him
and
spoke
to
them
thus
:
"
Now
hearken
,
,
my
my
merry
merry
men
men
all
all
,
,
to
to
the
the
news
news
that
that
I
I
have
have
brought
brought
from
from
Lincoln
Lincoln
Town
Town
today
today
.
Our
friend
the
Sheriff
of
Nottingham
hath
proclaimed
a
shooting
match
,
and
hath
sent
messengers
to
tell
of
it
through
all
the
countryside
,
and
the
prize
is
to
be
a
bright
golden
arrow
.
Now
Now
I
I
fain
fain
would
would
have
have
one
of
of
us
us
win
win
it
it
,
,
both
both
because
because
of
of
the
the
fairness
fairness
of
of
the
the
prize
prize
and
and
because
because
our
our
sweet
sweet
friend
friend
the
the
Sheriff
Sheriff
hath
hath
offered
offered
it
it
.
.
So
we
will
take
our
bows
and
shafts
and
go
there
to
shoot
,
for
I
know
right
well
that
merriment
will
be
a-going
.
What
What
say
say
ye
ye
,
,
lads
lads
?
?
"
"
Then
young
David
of
Doncaster
spoke
up
and
said
,
"
Now
listen
,
I
pray
thee
,
good
master
,
unto
what
I
say
.
I
have
come
straight
from
our
friend
Eadom
o
'
the
Blue
Boar
,
and
there
I
heard
the
full
news
of
this
same
match
.
But
,
master
,
I
know
from
him
,
and
he
got
it
from
the
Sheriff
's
man
Ralph
o
'
the
Scar
,
that
this
same
knavish
Sheriff
hath
but
laid
a
trap
for
thee
in
this
shooting
match
and
wishes
nothing
so
much
as
to
see
thee
there
.
So
go
not
,
good
master
,
for
I
know
right
well
he
doth
seek
to
beguile
thee
,
but
stay
within
the
greenwood
lest
we
all
meet
dole
and
woe
.
"
"
Now
,
"
quoth
Robin
,
"
thou
art
a
wise
lad
and
keepest
thine
ears
open
and
thy
mouth
shut
,
as
becometh
a
wise
and
crafty
woodsman
.
But
shall
we
let
it
be
said
that
the
Sheriff
of
Nottingham
did
cow
bold
Robin
Hood
and
sevenscore
as
fair
archers
as
are
in
all
merry
England
?
Nay
,
,
good
good
David
,
,
what
what
thou
thou
tellest
tellest
me
me
maketh
maketh
me
me
to
to
desire
desire
the
the
prize
prize
even
even
more
more
than
than
I
I
else
else
should
should
do
do
.
.
But
what
sayeth
our
good
gossip
Swanthold
?
Is
it
not
'
A
hasty
man
burneth
his
mouth
,
and
the
fool
that
keepeth
his
eyes
shut
falleth
into
the
pit
'
?
Thus
Thus
he
he
says
says
,
,
truly
truly
,
,
therefore
therefore
we
we
must
meet
meet
guile
guile
with
with
guile
guile
.
.
Now
some
of
you
clothe
yourselves
as
curtal
friars
,
and
some
as
rustic
peasants
,
and
some
as
tinkers
,
or
as
beggars
,
but
see
that
each
man
taketh
a
good
bow
or
broadsword
,
in
case
need
should
arise
.
As
for
myself
,
I
will
shoot
for
this
same
golden
arrow
,
and
should
I
win
it
,
we
will
hang
it
to
the
branches
of
our
good
greenwood
tree
for
the
joy
of
all
the
band
.
How
How
like
like
you
you
the
the
plan
plan
,
,
my
my
merry
merry
men
men
all
all
?
?
"
"
Then
"
Good
,
good
!
"
cried
all
the
band
right
heartily
.
A
fair
sight
was
Nottingham
Town
on
the
day
of
the
shooting
match
.
All
along
upon
the
green
meadow
beneath
the
town
wall
stretched
a
row
of
benches
,
one
above
the
other
,
which
were
for
knight
and
lady
,
squire
and
dame
,
and
rich
burghers
and
their
wives
;
for
none
but
those
of
rank
and
quality
were
to
sit
there
.
At
the
end
of
the
range
,
near
the
target
,
was
a
raised
seat
bedecked
with
ribbons
and
scarfs
and
garlands
of
flowers
,
for
the
Sheriff
of
Nottingham
and
his
dame
.
The
range
range
was
was
twoscore
twoscore
paces
paces
broad
broad
.
.
At
one
end
stood
the
target
,
at
the
other
a
tent
of
striped
canvas
,
from
the
pole
of
which
fluttered
many-colored
flags
and
streamers
.
In
In
this
this
booth
booth
were
were
casks
casks
of
of
ale
ale
,
,
free
free
to
be
be
broached
broached
by
any
any
of
of
the
the
archers
archers
who
might
might
wish
wish
to
to
quench
quench
their
their
thirst
thirst
.
.
Across
the
range
from
where
the
seats
for
the
better
folk
were
raised
was
a
railing
to
keep
the
poorer
people
from
crowding
in
front
of
the
target
.
Already
,
while
it
was
early
,
the
benches
were
beginning
to
fill
with
people
of
quality
,
who
kept
constantly
arriving
in
little
carts
or
upon
palfreys
that
curveted
gaily
to
the
merry
tinkle
of
silver
bells
at
bridle
reins
.
With
these
came
came
also
also
the
the
poorer
poorer
folk
folk
,
,
who
who
sat
sat
or
or
lay
lay
upon
upon
the
the
green
green
grass
grass
near
the
the
railing
railing
that
that
kept
kept
them
them
from
from
off
off
the
the
range
range
.
.
In
the
great
tent
the
archers
were
gathering
by
twos
and
threes
;
some
talking
loudly
of
the
fair
shots
each
man
had
made
in
his
day
;
some
looking
well
to
their
bows
,
drawing
a
string
betwixt
the
fingers
to
see
that
there
was
no
fray
upon
it
,
or
inspecting
arrows
,
shutting
one
eye
and
peering
down
a
shaft
to
see
that
it
was
not
warped
,
but
straight
and
true
,
for
neither
bow
nor
shaft
should
fail
at
such
a
time
and
for
such
a
prize
.
And
never
was
such
a
company
of
yeomen
as
were
gathered
at
Nottingham
Town
that
day
,
for
the
very
best
archers
of
merry
England
had
come
to
this
shooting
match
.
There
was
Gill
o
'
the
Red
Cap
,
the
Sheriff
's
own
head
archer
,
and
Diccon
Cruikshank
of
Lincoln
Town
,
and
Adam
o
'
the
Dell
,
a
man
of
Tamworth
,
of
threescore
years
and
more
,
yet
hale
and
lusty
still
,
who
in
his
time
had
shot
in
the
famous
match
at
Woodstock
,
and
had
there
beaten
that
renowned
archer
,
Clym
o
'
the
Clough
.
And
And
many
many
more
more
famous
famous
men
men
of
of
the
the
longbow
longbow
were
were
there
there
,
,
whose
whose
names
names
have
have
been
been
handed
handed
down
down
to
to
us
us
in
in
goodly
goodly
ballads
ballads
of
of
the
the
olden
olden
time
time
.
.
