154A: A True Tale of Robin Hood

154A.1	 BOTH gentlemen, or yeomen bould,
	 Or whatsoever you are,
	 To have a stately story tould,
	 Attention now prepare.
154A.2	 It is a tale of Robin Hood,
	 Which I to you will tell,
	 Which being rightly understood,
	 I know will please you well.
154A.3	 This Robbin, so much talked on,
	 Was once a man of fame,
	 Instiled Earle of Huntington,
	 Lord Robert Hood by name.
154A.4	 In courtship and magnificence,
	 His carriage won him prayse,
	 And greater favor with his prince
	 Than any in his dayes.
154A.5	 In bounteous liberality
	 He too much did excell,
	 And loved men of quality
	 More than exceeding well.
154A.6	 His great revennues all he sould
	 For wine and costly cheere;
	 He kept three hundred bowmen bold,
	 He shooting loved so deare.
154A.7	 No archer living in his time
	 With him might well compare;
	 He practisd all his youthfull prime
	 That exercise most rare.
154A.8	 At last, by his profuse expence,
	 He had consumd his wealth,
	 And being outlawed by his prince,
	 In woods he livd by stealth.
154A.9	 The abbot of Saint Maries rich,
	 To whom he mony ought,
	 His hatred to this earle was such
	 That he his downefall wrought.
154A.10	 So being outlawed, as ’tis told,
	 He with a crew went forth
	 Of lusty cutters, stout and bold,
	 And robbed in the North.
154A.11	 Among the rest, one Little John,
	 A yeoman bold and free,
	 Who could, if it stood him upon,
	 With ease encounter three.
154A.12	 One hundred men in all he got,
	 With whom, the story sayes,
	 Three hundred common men durst not
	 Hold combate any wayes.
154A.13	 They Yorkshire woods frequented much,
	 And Lancashire also,
	 Wherein their practises were such
	 That they wrought mickle woe.
154A.14	 None rich durst travell to and fro,
	 Though nere so strongly armd,
	 But by these theeves, so strong in show,
	 They still were robd and harmd.
154A.15	 His chiefest spight to the clergie was,
	 That lived in monstrous pride;
	 No one of them he would let passe
	 Along the high-way side,
154A.16	 But first they must to dinner goe,
	 And afterwards to shrift:
	 Full many a one he served so,
	 Thus while he livd by theft.
154A.17	 monkes nor fryers he would let goe,
	 Without paying their fees:
	 If they thought much to be usd so,
	 Their stones he made them leese.
154A.18	 For such as they the country filld
	 With bastards in those dayes;
	 Which to prevent, these sparkes did geld
	 All that came by their wayes.
154A.19	 But Robbin Hood so gentle was,
	 And bore so brave a minde,
	 If any in distresse did passe,
	 To them he was so kinde
154A.20	 That he would give and lend to them,
	 To helpe them at their neede:
	 This made all poore men pray for him,
	 And wish he well might speede.
154A.21	 The widdow and the fatherlesse
	 He would send meanes unto,
	 And those whom famine did oppresse
	 Found him a friendly foe.
154A.22	 Nor would he doe a woman wrong,
	 But see her safe conveid;
	 He would protect with power strong
	 All those who crav’d his ayde.
154A.23	 The abbot of Saint Maries then,
	 Who him undid before,
	 Was riding with two hundred men,
	 And gold and silver store.
154A.24	 But Robbin Hood upon him set
	 With his couragious sparkes,
	 And all the coyne perforce did get,
	 Which was twelve thousand markes.
154A.25	 He bound the abbot to a tree,
	 And would not let him passe
	 Before that to his men and he
	 His lordship had sayd masse.
154A.26	 Which being done, upon his horse
	 He set him fast astride,
	 And with his face towards his ar--
	 He forced him to ride.
154A.27	 His men were faine to be his guide,
	 For he rode backward home;
	 The abbot, being thus villifide,
	 Did sorely chafe and fume.
154A.28	 Thus Robbin Hood did vindicate
	 His former wrongs receivd;
	 For ’twas this covetous prelate
	 That him of land bereavd.
154A.29	 The abbot he rode to the king
	 With all the haste he could,
	 And to his Grace he every thing
	 Exactly did unfold.
154A.30	 And sayd if that no course were tane,
	 By force or stratagem,
	 To take this rebell and his traine,
	 No man should passe for them.
154A.31	 The king protested by and by
	 Unto the abbot then
	 That Robbin Hood with speed should dye,
	 With all his merry men.
154A.32	 But ere the king did any send,
	 He did another feate,
	 Which did his Grace much more offend;
	 The fact indeed was great.
154A.33	 in a short time after that,
	 The kings receivers went
	 Towards London with the coyne they got,
	 For ’s highnesse northerne rent.
154A.34	 Bold Robbin Hood and Little John,
	 With the rest of their traine,
	 Not dreading law, set them upon,
	 And did their gold obtaine.
154A.35	 The king much moved at the same,
	 And the abbots talke also,
	 In this his anger did proclaime,
	 And sent word to and fro,
154A.36	 That whosoere, alive or dead,
	 Could bring him Robbin Hood,
	 Should have one thousand markes, well payd
	 In gold and silver good.
154A.37	 This promise of the king did make
	 Full many yeomen bold
	 Attempt stout Robbin Hood to take,
	 With all the force they could.
154A.38	 But still when any came to him,
	 Within the gay greene wood,
	 He entertainement gave to them,
	 With venison fat and good.
154A.39	 And shewd to them such martiall sport,
	 With his long bow and arrow,
	 That they of him did give report,
	 How that it was great sorow,
154A.40	 That such a worthy man as he
	 Should thus be put to shift,
	 Being late a lord of high degree,
	 Of living quite bereft.
154A.41	 The king, to take him, more and more
	 Sent men of mickle might,
	 But he and his still beate them sore,
	 And conquered them in fight.
154A.42	 Or else, with love and courtesie,
	 To him he won their hearts:
	 Thus still he livd by robbery,
	 Throughout the northerne parts.
154A.43	 And all the country stood in  dread
	 Of Robbin Hood and ’s men;
	 For stouter lads nere livd by bread,
	 In those dayes nor since then.
154A.44	 The abbot which before I nam’d
	 Sought all the meanes he could
	 To have by force this rebell tane,
	 And his adherents bold.
154A.45	 Therefore he armd five hundred men,
	 With furniture compleate,
	 But the outlawes slew halfe of them,
	 And made the rest retreate.
154A.46	 The long bow and the arrow keene
	 They were so usd unto
	 That still they kept the forest greene,
	 In spight o th’ proudest foe.
154A.47	 Twelve of the abbots men he tooke,
	 Who came him to have tane,
	 When all the rest the field forsooke;
	 These he did entertaine
154A.48	 With banquetting and merriment,
	 And, having usd them well,
	 He to their lord them safely sent,
	 And willd them him to tell
154A.49	 That if he would be pleasd at last
	 To beg of our good king
	 That he might pardon what was past,
	 And him to favour bring,
154A.50	 He would surrender backe agen
	 The money which before
	 Was taken by him and his men,
	 From him and many more.
154A.51	 Poore men might safely passe by him,
	 And some that way would chuse,
	 For well they knew that to helpe them
	 He evermore did use.
154A.52	 But where he knew a miser rich,
	 That did the poore oppresse,
	 To feele his coyne his hand did itch;
	 Hee’de have it, more or lesse.
154A.53	 And sometimes, when the high-way fayld,
	 Then he his courage rouses;
	 He and his men have oft assayld
	 Such rich men in their houses.
154A.54	 So that, through dread of Robbin then
	 And his adventurous crew,
	 The mizers kept great store of men,
	 Which else maintaynd but few.
154A.55	 King Richard, of that name the first,
	 Sirnamed Cuer de Lyon,
	 Went to defeate the Pagans curst,
	 Who kept the coasts of Syon.
154A.56	 The bishop of Ely, chancelor,
	 Was left as vice-roy here,
	 Who like a potent emperor,
	 Did proudly  domminere.
154A.57	 Our chronicles of him report
	 That commonly he rode
	 With a thousand horse from court to court,
	 Where he would make abode.
154A.58	 He, riding downe towards the north,
	 With his aforesayd traine,
	 Robbin and his did issue forth,
	 Them all to entertaine.
154A.59	 And, with the gallant gray-goose wing,
	 They shewed to them such play,
	 That made their horses kicke and fling,
	 And downe their riders lay.
154A.60	 Full glad and faine the bishop was,
	 For all his thousand men,
	 To seeke what meanes he could to passe
	 From out of Robbins ken.
154A.61	 Two hundred of his men were kil’d,
	 And fourscore horses good;
	 Thirty, who did as captives yeeld,
	 Were carryed to the greene wood.
154A.62	 Which afterwards were ransomed,
	 For twenty markes a man;
	 The rest set spurres to horse, and fled
	 To th’ town of Warrington.
154A.63	 The bishop, sore enraged then,
	 Did, in King Richards name,
	 Muster a power of northerne men,
	 These outlawes bold to tame.
154A.64	 But Robbin, with his courtesie,
	 So wonne the meaner sort,
	 That they were loath on him to try
	 What rigor did import.
154A.65	 So that bold Robbin and his traine
	 Did live unhurt of them,
	 Vntill King Richard came againe
	 From  faire Jerusalem.
154A.66	 And then the talke of Robbin Hood
	 His royall eares did fill;
	 His Grace admir’d that ith’ greene wood
	 He thus continued still.
154A.67	 So that the country farre and neare
	 Did give him great applause;
	 For none of them neede stand in feare,
	 But such as broke the lawes.
154A.68	 He wished well unto the king,
	 And prayed still for his health,
	 And never practised any thing
	 Against the common wealth.
154A.69	 Onely, because he was undone
	 By th’ crewell clergie then,
	 All meanes that he could thinke upon
	 To vexe such kinde of men
154A.70	 He enterprized, with hatefull spleene;
	 In which he was to blame,
	 For fault of some, to wreeke his teene
	 On all that by him came.
154A.71	 With wealth which he by robbery got
	 Eight almes-houses he built,
	 Thinking thereby to purge the blot
	 Of blood which he had spilt.
154A.72	 Such was their blinde devotion then,
	 Depending on their workes;
	 Which, it ’twere true, we Christian men
	 Inferiour were to Turkes.
154A.73	 But, to speak true of Robbin Hood,
	 And wrong him not a iot,
	 He never would shed any mans blood
	 That him invaded not.
154A.74	 Nor would he iniure husbandmen,
	 That toyld at cart and plough;
	 For well he knew, were ’t not for them,
	 To live no man knew how.
154A.75	 The king in person, with some lords,
	 To Notingham did ride,
	 To try what strength and skill affords
	 To crush these outlawes pride.
154A.76	 And, as he once before had done,
	 He did againe proclaime,
	 That whosoere would take upon
	 To bring to Notingham,
154A.77	 Or any place within the land,
	 Rebellious Robbin Hood,
	 Should be preferd in place to stand
	 With those of noble blood.
154A.78	 When Robbin Hood heard of the same,
	 Within a little space,
	 Into the towne of Notingham
	 A letter to his Grace
154A.79	 He shot upon an arrow-head,
	 One evening cunningly;
	 Which was brought to the king, and read
	 Before his Maiestie.
154A.80	 The tennour of this letter was,
	 That Robbin would submit,
	 And be true leigeman to his Grace,
	 In any thing that’s fit,
154A.81	 So that his Highnesse would forgive
	 Him and his merry men all;
	 If not, he must i th’ greene wood live,
	 And take what chance did fall.
154A.82	 The king would faine have pardoned him,
	 But that some lords say,
	 This president will much condemne
	 Your Grace another day.
154A.83	 While that the king and lords did stay
	 Debating on this thing,
	 Some of these outlawes fled away
	 Unto the Scottish king.
154A.84	 For they supposed, if he were tane,
	 Or to the king did yeeld,
	 By th’ commons all the rest on ’s traine
	 Full quickely would be quelld.
154A.85	 Of more than full a hundred men
	 But forty tarryed still,
	 Who were resolvd to sticke to him,
	 Let fortune worke her will.
154A.86	 If none had fled, all for his sake
	 Had got their pardon free;
	 The king to favour meant to take
	 His merry men and he.
154A.87	 But ere the pardon to him came,
	 This famous archer dy’d:
	 His death, and manner of the same,
	 I’le presently describe.
154A.88	 For, being vext to thinke upon
	 His followers revolt,
	 In melancholly passion
	 He did recount their fault.
154A.89	 ‘Perfideous traytors!’ sayd he then,
	 ‘In all your dangers past
	 Have I you guarded as my men
	 To leave me thus at last?’
154A.90	 This sad perplexity did cause
	 A fever, as some say,
	 Which him unto confusion drawes,
	 Though by a stranger way.
154A.91	 This deadly danger to prevent,
	 He hide him with all speede
	 Vnto a nunnery, with intent
	 For his healths sake to bleede.
154A.92	 A faithlesse fryer did pretend
	 In love to let him blood;
	 But he by falshood wrought the end
	 Of famous Robbin Hood .
154A.93	 The fryer, as some say, did this
	 To vindicate the wrong
	 Which to the clergie he and his
	 Had done by power strong.
154A.94	 Thus dyed he by trechery,
	 That could not dye by force;
	 Had he livd longer, certainely,
	 King Richard, in remorse,
154A.95	 Had unto favour him receavd;
	 He brave men elevated;
	 ’Tis pitty he was of life bereavd
	 By one which he so hated.
154A.96	 A treacherous leech this fryer was,
	 To let him bleed to death;
	 And Robbin was, me thinkes, an asse,
	 To trust him with his breath.
154A.97	 His corpes the priores of the place,
	 The next day that he dy’d,
	 Caused to be buried, in mean case,
	 Close by the high-way side.
154A.98	 And over him she caused a stone
	 To be fixed on the ground;
	 An epitaph was set thereon,
	 Wherein his name was found.
154A.99	 The date o  th’ yeare, and day also,
	 Shee made to be set there,
	 That all who by the way did goe
	 Might see it plaine appeare
154A.100	That such a man as Robbin Hood
	 Was buried in that place;
	 And how he lived in the greene wood,
	 And robd there for a space.
154A.101	It seems that although the clergie he
	 Had put to mickle woe,
	 He should not quite forgotten be,
	 Although he was their foe.
154A.102	This woman, though she did him hate,
	 Yet loved his memory;
	 And thought it wondrous pitty that
	 His fame should with him dye.
154A.103	This epitaph, as records tell,
	 Within this hundred yeares
	 By many was discerned well,
	 But time all things outweares.
154A.104	His followers, when he was dead,
	 Were some received to grace;
	 The rest to forraigne countries fled,
	 And left their native place.
154A.105	Although his funerall was but meane,
	 This woman had in minde
	 Least his fame should be buried cleane
	 From those that came behind.
154A.106	For certainely, before nor since,
	 No man ere understood,
	 Vnder the reigne of any prince,
	 Of one like Robbin Hood.
154A.107	Full thirteene yeares, and something more,
	 These outlawes lived thus,
	 Feared of the rich, loved of the poore,
	 A thing most marvelous.
154A.108	A thing impossible to us
	 This story seemes to be;
	 None dares be now so venturous;
	 But times are chang’d, we see.
154A.109	We that live in these latter dayes
	 Of civill government,
	 If neede be, have a hundred wayes
	 Such outlawes to prevent.
154A.110	In those dayes men more barbarous were,
	 And lived lesse in awe;
	 Now, God be thanked! people feare
	 More to offend the law.
154A.111	No roaring guns were then in use,
	 They dreampt of no such thing;
	 Our English men in fight did chuse
	 The gallant gray-goose wing.
154A.112	In which activity these men,
	 Through practise, were so good,
	 That in those dayes non equald them,
	 Specially Robbin Hood.
154A.113	So that, it seemes, keeping in caves,
	 In woods and forrests thicke,
	 Thei’d beate a multitude with staves,
	 Their arrowes did so pricke.
154A.114	And none durst neare unto them come,
	 Unlesse in courtesie;
	 All such he bravely would send home,
	 With mirth and iollity.
154A.115	Which courtesie won him such love,
	 As I before have  told;
	 ’Twas the cheefe cause that he did prove
	 More prosperous than he could.
154A.116	Let us be thankefull for these times
	 Of plenty, truth, and peace,
	 And leave our great and horrid crimes,
	 Least they cause this to cease.
154A.117	I know there’s many fained tales
	 Of Robbin Hood and ’s crew;
	 But chronicles, which seldome fayles,
	 Reports this to be true.
154A.118	Let none then thinke this a lye,
	 For, if ’twere put to th’ worst,
	 They may the truth of all discry
	 I th’ raigne of Richard the first.
154A.119	If any reader please to try,
	 As I direction show,
	 The truth of this brave history,
	 Hee’l finde it true I know.
154A.120	And I shall thinke my labour well
	 Bestowed, to purpose good,
	 When ’t shall be sayd that I did tell
	 True tales of Robbin Hood.

154A.Epi.: A True Tale of Robin Hood

154A.Epi..1	Robert Earle of Huntington
	 Lies under this little stone.
	 No archer was like him so good:
	 His wildnesse named him Robbin Hood.
	 Full thirteene yeares, and something more,
	 These northerne parts he vexed sore.
	 Such out-lawes as he and his men
	 May England never know agen.