human
Make glad chere, sayd Robyn Hode,
gpt
Sheryfe, for charytè, For this is our order i-wys, 215 Under the grene wood tre.
human
This is harder order, sayd the sheryfe,
gpt
Than ony anker or frere; For al the golde in mery Englonde, I wolde not longe dwell here.
human
All these twelve monethes, sayd Robyn,
gpt
Thou shalte dwell with me; I shall the teche, proud sheryfe, An outlawe for to be.
human
Lete me go, then sayd the sheryf,
gpt
For saynt Charytè, 230 And I wyll be the best frende That ever yet had ye.
human
And if thou fynde ony of my men, By nyght or by day, Upon thyne othe thou shalt swere To helpe them that thou may.