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"
A
yeoman
am
I
,
and
men
do
call
me
Robin
Hood
.
"
"
"
Now
Now
,
,
by
by
Our
Our
Lady
Lady
's
's
grace
grace
,
,
"
"
cried
cried
the
the
Butcher
Butcher
,
,
"
"
well
well
do
do
I
I
know
know
thy
thy
name
name
,
,
and
and
many
many
a
a
time
time
have
have
I
I
heard
heard
thy
thy
deeds
deeds
both
both
sung
sung
and
and
spoken
spoken
of
of
.
.
But
Heaven
forbid
that
thou
shouldst
take
aught
of
me
!
An
honest
man
am
I
,
and
have
wronged
neither
man
nor
maid
;
so
trouble
me
not
,
good
master
,
as
I
have
never
troubled
thee
.
"
"
Nay
,
Heaven
forbid
,
indeed
,
"
quoth
Robin
,
"
that
I
should
take
from
such
as
thee
,
jolly
fellow
!
Not
Not
so
so
much
much
as
as
one
one
farthing
farthing
would
would
I
I
take
take
from
from
thee
thee
,
,
for
for
I
I
love
love
a
a
fair
fair
Saxon
Saxon
face
face
like
like
thine
thine
right
right
well
well
--
--
more
more
especially
especially
when
when
it
it
cometh
cometh
from
from
Locksley
Locksley
Town
Town
,
,
and
and
most
most
especially
especially
when
when
the
the
man
man
that
that
owneth
owneth
it
it
is
is
to
to
marry
a
a
bonny
bonny
lass
on
on
Thursday
Thursday
next
next
.
.
But
come
,
tell
me
for
what
price
thou
wilt
sell
me
all
of
thy
meat
and
thy
horse
and
cart
.
"
"
"
At
At
four
four
marks
marks
do
do
I
I
value
value
meat
meat
,
,
cart
cart
,
,
and
and
mare
mare
,
,
"
"
quoth
quoth
the
Butcher
Butcher
,
,
"
"
but
but
if
if
I
I
do
do
not
not
sell
sell
all
all
my
my
meat
meat
I
I
will
will
not
not
have
have
four
four
marks
marks
in
in
value
value
.
.
"
"
Then
Robin
Hood
plucked
the
purse
from
his
girdle
,
and
quoth
he
,
"
Here
in
this
purse
are
six
marks
.
Now
,
I
would
fain
be
a
butcher
for
the
day
and
sell
my
meat
in
Nottingham
Town
.
Wilt
thou
close
a
bargain
with
me
and
take
six
marks
for
thine
outfit
?
"
"
Now
may
the
blessings
of
all
the
saints
fall
on
thine
honest
head
!
"
cried
the
Butcher
right
joyfully
,
as
he
leaped
down
from
his
cart
and
took
the
purse
that
Robin
held
out
to
him
.
"
Nay
,
"
quoth
Robin
,
laughing
loudly
,
"
many
do
like
me
and
wish
me
well
,
but
few
call
me
honest
.
Now
get
thee
gone
back
to
thy
lass
,
and
give
her
a
sweet
kiss
from
me
.
"
So
saying
,
he
donned
the
Butcher
's
apron
,
and
,
climbing
into
the
cart
,
he
took
the
reins
in
his
hand
and
drove
off
through
the
forest
to
Nottingham
Town
.
When
he
came
to
Nottingham
,
he
entered
that
part
of
the
market
where
butchers
stood
,
and
took
up
his
inn
in
the
best
place
he
could
find
.
Next
Next
,
,
he
he
opened
opened
his
his
stall
stall
and
and
spread
spread
his
his
meat
meat
upon
upon
the
the
bench
bench
,
,
then
then
,
,
taking
taking
his
his
cleaver
cleaver
and
and
steel
steel
and
and
clattering
clattering
them
together
together
,
,
he
he
trolled
trolled
aloud
aloud
in
in
merry
tones
tones
:
:
"
Now
come
,
ye
lasses
,
and
eke
ye
dames
,
