human
Flee hence, flee hence, away with speede! Cried she to Robin Hood,
gpt
For if thou stay, thoult surely bleede; 55 I could not see thy blood.
human
With us, false maiden, come away, And leave that outlawe bolde; Why fledst thou from thy home this day, And left thy father olde?
gpt
Ile fight whiles I am left alive; Stay, thou sweete maide, with mee.
human
Our sister now to us resign, Or thou full sure shalt die.
gpt
My brethren deare, With ye Ile freely wend, 70 But harm not this young forrester, Noe ill doth he pretend.