human
O who is yonder, quoth Little John, 45
gpt
That now comes over the lee? An arrow I will at her let flie, So like an old witch looks she.
human
O hold thy hand, hold thy hand, said Robin Hood then,
gpt
And shoot not thy arrows so keen; 50 I am Robin Hood, thy master good, And quickly it shall be seen.
human
Come let me soon see, and bring unto me, 55 That traitor Robin Hood.