human
Arise, arise, cried jolly Robin,
gpt
And now come let me see 10 What's in thy bag and bottle, I say, Come tell it unto me.
human
What's that to thee, thou proud fellòw? Tell me as I do stand; What hast thou to do with my bag and bottle? 15 Let me see thy command.
gpt
My sword, which hangeth by my side, Is my command I know; Come, and let me taste of thy bottle, Or it may breed thy woe.
human
The devil a drop, thou proud fellòw, Of my bottle thou shalt see, Until thy valour here be tried, Whether thou wilt fight or flee.
gpt
What shall we fight for? cries Robin Hood, 25
human
Come tell it unto me; Here is twenty pound in good red gold, Win it, and take it thee.
gpt
I have no money, thou proud fellow, But bag and bottle I'le lay.
human
I am content, thou shepherd swain, Fling them down on the ground; But it will breed thee mickle pain, 35 To win my twenty pound.
gpt
Come draw thy sword, thou proud fellow, Thou standest too long to prate; This hook of mine shall let thee know, A coward I do hate.