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Robin, my only son and heir, How to live take thou no care: By nature thou hast cunning shifts, Which I'll increase with other gifts. Wish what thou wilt, thou shalt it have; And for to fetch both fool and knave, Thou hast the power to change thy shape, To horse, to hog, to dog, to ape, Transformed thus, by any means See none thou harm'st but knaves and queans: But love thou those that honest be, And help them in necessity. Do thus and all the world shall know The pranks of Robin Goodfellow, For by that name thou called shalt be To age's last posterity; And if thou keep my just command, One day thou shalt see Fairy-land!