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"
Mine
ears
would
be
deafened
in
death
ere
they
would
cease
to
hear
Your
Majesty
's
voice
,
"
said
Robin
.
"
As
for
the
blow
that
Your
Majesty
struck
me
,
I
would
say
that
though
my
sins
are
haply
many
,
methinks
they
have
been
paid
up
in
full
thereby
.
"
"
Thinkest
thou
thou
so
so
?
?
"
"
said
the
King
with
somewhat
of
sternness
in
his
voice
.
"
Now
I
tell
thee
that
but
for
three
things
,
to
wit
,
my
mercifulness
,
my
love
for
a
stout
woodsman
,
and
the
loyalty
thou
hast
avowed
for
me
,
thine
ears
,
mayhap
,
might
have
been
more
tightly
closed
than
ever
a
buffet
from
me
could
have
shut
them
.
Talk
not
lightly
of
thy
sins
,
good
Robin
.
But
come
,
look
up
.
Thy
danger
is
past
,
for
hereby
I
give
thee
and
all
thy
band
free
pardon
.
But
,
in
sooth
,
I
can
not
let
you
roam
the
forest
as
ye
have
done
in
the
past
;
therefore
I
will
take
thee
at
thy
word
,
when
thou
didst
say
thou
wouldst
give
thy
service
to
me
,
and
thou
shalt
go
back
to
London
with
me
.
We
will
take
that
bold
knave
Little
John
also
,
and
likewise
thy
cousin
,
Will
Scarlet
,
and
thy
minstrel
,
Allan
a
Dale
.
As
for
the
rest
of
thy
band
,
we
will
take
their
names
and
have
them
duly
recorded
as
royal
rangers
;
for
methinks
it
were
wiser
to
have
them
changed
to
law-abiding
caretakers
of
our
deer
in
Sherwood
than
to
leave
them
to
run
at
large
as
outlawed
slayers
thereof
.
But
now
get
a
feast
ready
;
I
would
see
how
ye
live
in
the
woodlands
.
"
So
Robin
bade
his
his
men
men
make
make
ready
a
a
grand
grand
feast
feast
.
.
Straightway
great
fires
were
kindled
and
burned
brightly
,
at
which
savory
things
roasted
sweetly
.
While
this
was
going
forward
,
the
King
bade
Robin
call
Allan
a
Dale
,
for
he
would
hear
him
sing
.
So
So
word
word
was
was
passed
passed
for
for
Allan
Allan
,
,
and
and
presently
presently
he
he
came
came
,
,
bringing
bringing
his
his
harp
harp
.
.
"
Marry
,
"
said
King
Richard
,
"
if
thy
singing
match
thy
looks
it
is
fair
enough
.
Prythee
,
strike
up
a
ditty
and
let
us
have
a
taste
of
thy
skill
.
"
Then
Allan
touched
his
harp
lightly
,
and
all
words
were
hushed
while
he
sang
thus
:
"
'
Oh
,
where
has
thou
been
,
my
daughter
?
Oh
,
where
hast
thou
been
this
day
Daughter
,
my
daughter
?
'
