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1.78-79 S126151 1 A new Northerne tune Robin Hood and the Bishop of Hereford A New Northern Tune IN Summer time when leaves grow greene, / and flowers are fresh and gay, ANd comming to the middle streame, / there he threw Robin in, original woodcut and type not heavily inked compared to facsimile; another edition at II:99 Pepys 1.78-79 STC 13686.5 for H. Gosson [c.1625] Woodblock 1: below title, between cast fleurons, centered above two columns: Three men wearing short, belted tunics or waistcoats stand facing forward. All of the men have round, white collars. All the men have mustaches and wear hats with large plumes or feathers. The man on the left side of the woodcut wears a hat with a large plume and holds a large bow in his left hand. Into the belt over his right hip are rucked several arrows and in his right hand he holds an arrow. The man in the center looks to his right and leans upon the tall ax he holds in his left hand. A sword is hung from his belt with the hilt sticking out over his right hip and the tip hanging behind him and pointing to his left. The man on the right holds a large bow in his left hand and in his right hand holds an arrow. He has a few arrows stuck under his right arm into his belt and he holds an arrow in his right hand.: 75 x 102 Pepys Library The Pepys ballads : facsimile volume Editor W.G. Day D.S. Brewer Cambridge [England] 1987 Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 78 1: 79 The famous Battell betweene Robin Hood and the / Curtall Fryer. The famous Battell betweene Robin Hood and the Curtall Fryer. The Famous Battle Between Robin Hood and the Curtall Fryer. The second part, The second part The Second Part 1/2 sheet folio, originally left part, 278 x 165 1/2 sheet folio, originally right part, 279 x 159 cropped bottom edge, uneven inking cropped right edge, uneven inking cast fleurons cast fleurons 1625 Printed at London for H. Gosson. H. Gosson Weinstein: STC Weinstein lists I:78-79 under H. Gosson. BBTI and Plomer confirm Henry Gosson's activity during this period.

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I N Summer time when leaves grow [greene], and flowers are fresh and gay, Robin Hood and his merry men were disposed to play. Then some would leape, and some would runne, and some would use artillery, Which of you can a good bow draw, a good archer for to be. Which of you can kill a Bucke, or who can kill a Doe, O[r] who can kill a Hart of greece, five hundreth foot him fro. Will Scadlocke he kild a Bucke, and Midge he kild a Doe, And little John kild a Hart of greece, five hundreth foot him fro? Gods blessing on thy heart said, Robin Hood , that hath such a shot for me, I would ride my horse a hundreth miles, to find one could match thee. That caus'd Will Scadlocke to laugh, he laught full heartily, There lives a curtall Fryer in Fountaines Abby, will beate both him and thee. That curtall Fryer in Fountaines Abbey, well can a strong bow draw, He will beat you and all your Yeomen, set them all a on a row. Robin Hood he tooke a solemne oath, it was by Mary free, That he would neither eate nor drinke, till the Fryer he did see. Robin Hood put on his harnesse good, on his head a cap of steele, Broad sword and buckler by his side, and they became him weele.
He tooke his bow into his hand, it was made of a trusty tree, With sheafe of arrowes at his belt, to the Fountaine dale went he. And comming into Fountaine dale, no farther he would ride, There was he aware of the curtale Fryer, walking by the water side. The Fryer had on harnesse good, on his head a cap of steele, Broadsword and buckler by his side, and they became him weele. Robin Hood lighted off his horse, and tide him to a thorne, Carry me over this water, thou curtall Frier, or else thy life's forlorne. The Fryer tooke Robin Hood on his backe, deepe water he did bestride, And spake neither good word nor bad, till he came at th'other side. Lightly leapt Robin Hood off the Fryers backe, the Fryer said to him againe, Carry me over this water fine fellow, or it shall breed thy paine. Robin Hood tooke the Fryer on his backe, deepe water he did bestride, And spake neither good nor bad, till he came at th'other side. Lightly leapt the Fryer off Robin Hoods backe, Robin Hood said to him againe, Carry me over this water thou curtall Fryer, or it shall breede thy paine. The Fryer tooke Robin ons backe againe, and stept i[n] to the knee, Till he came at the middle streame, neither good nor bad spake he.
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A Nd comming to the middle streame, there he threw Robin in, And chuse thee, chuse thee fine fellow, whether thou wilt sincke or swim. Robin Hood swam to a bush of broome, the Fryer to a wigger wand, Bold Robin Hood is gone to shore, and tooke his bow in his hand. One of his best arrowes under his belt, to the Fryer he let fly, The curtall Fryer with his steele buckler, he put that arrow by. Soot on, shoot on, thou fine fellow, shoot on as thou hast begun, If thou shoot here a Summers day, thy marke I will not shun. Robin Hood shot passing well, till his arrowes all were gane, They tooke their swords and steele bucklers, they fought with might and maine, From ten of clocke of that day, till foure of th'afternoone. Then Robin Hood came to his knees, of the Fryer to beg a boone. A boone, a boone, thou curtall Fryer, I beg it on my knee, Give me leave to set my horne to my mouth, but to blow blasts three. That will I doe, said the curtall F[r]yer, of thy blasts I have no doubt, I hope thoule blow so passing well, till both thy eyes fall out. Robin Hood set his horne t[o] his mouth, he blew but blasts three, Halfe a hundreth Yeomen with bowes bent, came l[ur]king over the lee. Whose men are these said the Fryer, that comes so hastily, These men are mine, said Robin Hood, Fryer, what is that to thee? A boone, a boone, said the curtall Fryer, the like I gave to thee, Give me leave to set my fist to my mouth, and to whuto whues three. That will I doe, said Robin Hood , or else I were to blame. Three whues in a Fryers fist, would make me glad and faine.
The Fryer set his fist to his mouth, and whuted whues three, Halfe a hundreth of good band dogs came running the Fryer unto. Heres for every man of thine a dog, and I my selfe for thee, Nay by my faith, said Robin Hood , Fryer, that may not be. Two dogs at once to Robin Hood did goe, the one behind, the other before, Robin Hoods mantle of Lincolne greene, off from his backe they tore. And whether his men shot east or west, or they shot north or south, The curtall dogs so taught they were, they kept the arrowes in their mouth. Take up thy dogs, said little John, Fryer, at my bidding be, Whose man art thou, said the curtall Fryer, comes here to prate with me? I am little John, Robin Hoods man, Fryer I will not lie, If thou take not up thy dogs soone, Ile take up them and thee. Little John had a bow in his hand, he shot with might and maine, Soone halfe a score of the Fryers dogs, lay dead upon the plaine. Hold thy hand good fellow, said the curtall Fryer, thy Master and I will agree, And we will have new orders taken, with all the hast may be. If thou wilt forsake faire Fountaines dale, and Fountaines Abbey free, Every Sunday thorowout the yeere, a Nottle shall be thy fee, And every holiday through the yeere, changed shall thy garment be, If thou wilt goe to faire Notingham, and there remaine with me. This curtall Frier had kept Fountaines dale, seven long yeeres, and more: There was neither Knight, Lord nor Earle, could make him yeeld before.
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Printed at London for H. Gosson.