. Life in the greenwood . th thee. 1 He is welcome to me, then said Little John, I hope he will honestly pay;I know he has gold, if it be but well told, Will serve us for many a day. Then woe is me, the sheriff he said, That ever I saw this day!He turned him about, but Robin stoutCalled him and bade him stay. Then Robin took hold of the sheriffs horse, And tied him fast to a tree;While Little John smiled his master upon, For joy of that company. ROBIN HOOD AND THE BUTCHER 135 He took his mantle from his back, And laid it upon the ground,And out of the sheriffs portmantle He told three hundred
. Life in the greenwood . th thee. 1 He is welcome to me, then said Little John, I hope he will honestly pay;I know he has gold, if it be but well told, Will serve us for many a day. Then woe is me, the sheriff he said, That ever I saw this day!He turned him about, but Robin stoutCalled him and bade him stay. Then Robin took hold of the sheriffs horse, And tied him fast to a tree;While Little John smiled his master upon, For joy of that company. ROBIN HOOD AND THE BUTCHER 135 He took his mantle from his back, And laid it upon the ground,And out of the sheriffs portmantle He told three hundred pound. Now let him go, said Robin Hood. Said Little John, That may not be;For I vow and protest he shall sing us asong, Before that he go from me. Then Little John took the sheriff by thehand, And bound him fast to a tree,And made him sing a song, I wot, To Robin Hood and his yeomanry. Then Robin brought him through the wood,And set him on his dapple gray, And gave him the tail within his hand,So Robin went laughing ROBIN HOOD AND THE WIDOWS THREE SONS I Showing how Robin Hood met a little old woman by the wayside One morning in the month of May, whenleaves were green and birds were singing onevery tree, Robin Hood was riding towardNottingham. As he went along the highwayand heard the linnet singing blithely on herbough, he began for very joy to sing himself,and this is what he sang: ; There are twelve months in all the year, As I hear many say,But the merriest month in all the yearIs the merry month of May,Is the merry month of May. All at once his tune was abruptly stopped, right in the middle of the word merry, for 136 THE WIDOWS THREE SONS 137 as he came around a bend in the road, he sawan old woman sitting by the wayside weepingbitterly. Robin could never pass any one who wasin trouble. As he came up to her he called, What news, what news, my good woman?Why art thou weeping ? There are three squires in Nottinghamtown who are condemned to die this day,—and they are
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