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R214635 KInd Gentlemen will you be patient a while / Ay, and then you shall hear anon, Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 360 1: 361 A New Ballad of bold ROBIN HOOD: / SHEWING / His Birth, Breeding, Valour and Marriage, at Titbury Bull-running: Calculated for the Meridian / of Staffordshire, but may serve for Derbyshire or Kent. A New Ballad of bold ROBIN HOOD: SHEWING His Birth, Breeding, Valour and Marriage, at Titbury Bull-running: Calculated for the Meridi[an] of Scaffordshire, but may serve for Derbyshire or Kent A New Ballad of bold ROBIN HOOD: showing His Birth, Breeding, Valor and Marriage, at Titbury Bull running: Calculated for the Meridian of Staffordshire, but may serve for Derbyshire or Kent Printer W.O. 1696-1696 W.O.

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KInd Gentlemen will you be patient a while Ay, and then y[o]u shall hear anon, A very good Ballad of bold Robin Hood, and of his Man brave Little John. In Locksly Town in merry Nottinghamshire, in merry sweet Locksly Town; There bold Robin Hood he was born and was bred bold Robin of famous renown. The Father of Robin a Forrester was, and he shot in a lusty long bow, Two North Country miles and an inch at a shot, as the Pinder of Wakefield does know. For he brought Adam Bell, and Clim of the Clugh, and William a Clowdel-le; To shoot with our Forrester for forty mark, and the Forrester beat them all three. His Mother was Neece to the Coventry Knight, which Warwickshire Men call Sir Guy; For he slew the blew bore that hangs up at the gate, or mine Host of the Bull tells a lye. Her Brother was Gamwel of great Gamwel-hall, and a noble House-keeper was he, Ay, as ever broke bread in sweet Nottinghamshire, and a Squire of famous degree. The Mother of Robin said to her Husband, My Honey, my Love, and my Dear; Let Robin and I ride this morning to Gamwel, to taste of my Brothers good cheer. And he said, I grant thee thy boon, gentle Joan, take one of my Horses I pray:The Sun is a rising, and therefore make haste, for tomorrow is Christmas-day. Then Robin Hoods Fathers grey gelding was brought and sadled and bridled was he, God-wot, a blew Bonnet, his new suit of cloaths, and a Cloak that did reach to his knee. She got on her Holy-day kirtle and gown, they were of a light Lincoln green, The cloath was home spun, but for colour and make it might a beseemd our Queen. And then Robin got on his basket-hilt sword, and a dagger on his tother side:
And said, My dear Mother, lets haste to be gone, we have forty long miles to ride. When Robin had mounted his Gelding so grey, his Father without any trouble, Set her up behind him, and bad her not fear, for his gelding has oft carried double. And when she was settled, they rode to their Neighbours and drank and shook hands with them all: And then Robin gallopt and never gave ore till they lighted at Gamwel-hall. And now you may think the right worshipful Squire was joyful his Sister to see; For he kist her and kist her, and swore a great oath, thou art welcome, kind Sister, to me. To morrow when Mass had been said in the chappel six tables were coverd in the hall; And in comes the Squire and makes a short speech, it was, Neighbours youre welcome all. But not a Man here shall taste my March-beer till a Christmas carrol be sung; Then all clapt their hands, and they shouted and sung till the hall and the parlour did ring. Now mustards Braun, roast-beef and plumb-pies, were set upon every table:And noble George Gamwel said, Eat and be merry, and drink too as long as youre able. When dinner was ended his Chaplain said grace, and be merry, my friends said the Squire, It rains and it blows, but call for more ale, and lay some more wood on the fire. And now call ye Little John hither to me, for Little John is a fine Lad At gambols and juggling, and twenty such tricks, as shall make you both merry and glad. When Little John came to gambols they went, both Gentlemen, Yeomen and Clown; And what do you think? Why as true as I live; bold Robin Hood put them all down. And now you may think the right worshipful Squire was joyful this sight for to see, For he said, Cousin Robin, thoust go no more home, but tarry and dwell here with me. Thou shalt have my land when I dye, and till then thou shalt be the staff of my Age. Then grant me my boon dear Uncle, said Robin, that little John may be my Page. And he said kind Cousin I grant thee thy boon, with all my heart so let it be, Then come hither, Little John, said Robin Hood, come hither, my Page, unto me. Go fetch me my Bow, my longest long Bow, and broad arrows one two or three; For when it is fair weather well into Sherw[o]od, some merry pastime to see. When Robin Hood came into merry Sherwo[o]d, he winded his bugle so clear;
And twice five and twenty good Yeomen and bold, before Robin Hood did appear. Where are your companions all? (said Rob. Hood) for still I want forty and three: Then said a bold Yeoman, Lo yonder they stand, all under a green wood tree. As that word was spoke Clorinda came by, the Queen of the Shepherds was she: And her gown was of Velvet as green as the grass and her buskin did reach to her knee. Her gate it was graceful her Body was straight, and her countenance free from pride: A bow in her hand, and quiver and arrows, hung dangling by her sweet side. Her eye-brows were black, ay and so was her hair, and her skin was as smooth as glass; Her visage spoke wisdom and modesty too, sets with Robin Hood such a Lass. Said Robin Hood, Lady fair, whither away, oh whither, fair Lady, away?And she made him answer, to kill a fat Buck, for to morrow is Titbury day. Said Robin Hood, Lady fair, wander with me, a little to yonder green bower, There sit down to rest you, and you shall be sure of a brace or a lease in an hour. And as we were going towards the green bower, two hundred good bucks we espyd:She choose out the fattest that was in the herd, and she shot him through side and side. By the faith of my body, said bold Robin Hood, I never saw Woman like thee, And comst thou from East, ay or comst thou from West thou needst not beg venison of me. However along to my bower you shall go, and taste of a Forresters meat; And when we came thither we found as good cheer, as any Man needs for to eat. For there was hot venison, and warden-pies cold, cream clouted with honey-combs plenty, And the Sarvitors they were beside Little John, good Yeomen at least four and twenty. Clorinda said, Tell me your name gentle Sir? and he said, Tis bold Robin Hood; Squire Gamwels mine Uncle, but all my delight is to dwell in the merry Sherwood: For tis a fine life, and tis void of all strife, So tis, Sir, Clorinda replyd; But oh, said bold Robin, how sweet would it be, if Clorinda would be my Bride? She blusht at the motion, yet after a pause, said, Yes, Sir, and with all my heart, Then let us send for a Priest, said Robin Hood, and be merry before we do part. But she said, It may not be so gentle Sir, for I must be at Titbury feast:And if Robin Hood will go thither with me, Ill make him the most welcome Guest. Said Robin Hood, Reach me that Buck, Little John, for Ill go along with my Dear;[Then] bid my Yeomen kill six brace of bucks, [an]d meet me to morrow just here.
Before we had ridden five Staffordshire miles, eight Yeomen that were too bold, Bid Robin Hood stand, and deliver his Buck, a truer Tale never was told. I will nat faith, said, bold Robin; come John, stand to me and well beat em all; Then both drew their swords, and so cut em and slasht em that five of them did fall. The three that remaind calld to Robin for quarter, and pitiful John beggd their lives; When Johns boon was granted, he gave them good counsel, and so sent them home to their Wives. This battle was fought near to Titbury Town, when the bagpipes bated the bull: I am King of the Fidlers, and sware tis a truth; and I call him that doubts it a Gull. For I saw them fighting, and fidld the while, and Clorinda sung, Hey derry down:The Bumpkins are beaten, put up thy sword Bob, and now lets dance into the Town, Before we came to it, we heard a strange shouting, and all that were in it lookd madly, For some were a bull-back, some dancing a morris, and some singing Arthur a Bradly. And there we see Thomas our Justices-Clerk, and Mary to whom he way kind: For Tom rode before her, and calld Mary Madam, and kist her full sweetly behind. And so may your Worships, but we went to dinner, with Thomas, and Mary, and Nan; They all drank a health to Clorinda, and told her, bold Robin Hood was a fine Man. When dinner was ended, Sir Roger the Parson of Dubbridge was sent for in haste:He brought his Mass-book, and he had them take hands, and he joynd them in marriage full fast. And then as bold Robin Hood, and his sweet bride, went hand in hand to the green bower, The birds sung with pleasure in merry Sherwood, and twas a most joyful hour. And when Robin came in the sight of the bower, Where are my Yeomen? said he. And Little John answered, Lo yonder they stand, all under the green wood tree. Then a Garland the brought her by two and by two, and placd them at the brides bed:The Musick struck up; and we all fell to dance, till the Bride and the Groom were a bed. And what they did there must be counsel to me, because they lay long the next day:And I had haste home but I got a good piece of the bride-cake and so came away. Now out alas, I had forgotten to tell ye, that marryd they were with a ring:And so will Nan Knight, or be buried a Maiden, and now let us pray for the King. That he may get Children and they may get more to govern and do us some good, And then Ill make Ballads in Rob. Hoods bower and sing em in merry Sherwood.
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