human
Why, who are you, cry'd bold Robìn,
gpt
That speak so boldly here?
human
We three belong to King Henry, And are keepers of his deer.
gpt
Come, your coats of green lay on the ground, And so will we all three, 30 And take your swords and bucklers round, And try the victory.
human
We be content, the keepers said,
gpt
We be three, and you no less, Then why should we be of you afraid, 35 As we never did transgress?
human
Why, if you be three keepers in this forrèst, Then we be three rangers good, And will make you know before you do go, You meet with bold Robin Hood.