human
Her het ys merey to be, seyde Roben,[L251]
gpt
For a man that had hawt to spende; Be mey horne we schall awet Yeff Roben Hode be ner hande.
human
I her mey master
gpt
Master, how haffe yow far yn Notynggam? How haffe yow solde yowr war?
human
Ye, be mey trowthe, Leytyll John,[L265] 265 Loke thow take no car; Y haffe browt the screffe of Notynggam, For all howr chaffar.
gpt
Had I west that beforen,[L273] At Notynggam when we wer, Thow scholde not com yn feyr forest 275 Of all thes thowsande eyr.
human
That wot y well, seyde Roben,
gpt
Y thanke god that ye be her; Therfor schall ye leffe yowr horse with hos, And all your hother ger.