human
Come hither to me, thou bishop of Herefordshire, For a noble priest was hee;
gpt
By my silver miter, said the bishop then,
human
Ile not bet one peny.
gpt
The king hath archers of his own, 105 Full ready and full light, And these be strangers every one, No man knowes what they hight.
human
What wilt thou bet, said Robin Hood,
gpt
Thou seest our game the worse? 110
human
By my silver miter, then said the bishop,
gpt
All the money within my purse.
human
What is in thy purse? said Robin Hood,
gpt
Throw it downe on the ground.
human
Fifteen score nobles, said the bishop; 115
gpt
It's neere an hundred pound.
human
I know who this money must win.
gpt
Woodcock, beware thy knee!
human
It is three and three, now, said the king, 125
gpt
The next three pays for all: Robin Hood went and whisper'd the queen,
human
The kings part shall be but small.