%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Noble Fisher-Man. / Or Robin Hood's preferment shewing how he won a prize on the Sea and how he / gave one half to his dame, and the other to the building of Alms-houses. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/01/2016 35346

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R227351 1 In Summet Time Robin Hood and the Bishop of Hereford In Summer Time IN summer time when leaves grow green / when they grow both green and long, Houghton Library 25242.67 Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 157 The Noble Fisher-Man. / Or Robin Hood's preferment shewing how he won a prize on the Sea and how he / gave one half to his dame, and the other to the building of Alms-houses. The Noble Fisher-Man. Or Robin Hood’s preferment shewing how he won a prize on the Sea and how he gave one half to his dame, and the other to the building of Alms-houses. The Noble Fisher-Man. Or Robin Hood's preferment showing how he won a prize on the Sea and how he gave one half to his dame, and the other to the building of Alms-houses. ?-? W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger

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IN summertime when leaves grow green when they grow both green and long, Of a bold Out-law call'd Robin Hood, it is of him I sing my Song. When the Lilly Leaf and the Elephant, doth bud and spring with a merry cheer, This Out-law was weary of the wood-side and chasing of the Fallow Deer. The Fisher-men brave, more money have, then any Merchant two or three, Therefore I will to Scarbrough go, that I a Fisher-man might be. This Out-law called his merry men all, as they sat under the Green-wood tree, If you have any Gold to spend, I pray you heartily spend it with me, Now quoth Robin i'le to Scarbrough go, it seems to be a very fair day, Who took up his Inn at a Widdows house, hard by upon the waters gray. Who asked him, where wert thou born, or tell to me where thou dost fare, I am a poor Fisher-man, said he then, this day intrapped all in care.
What is thy name thou fine fellow, I pray the heartily tell it to me, In mine own Country where I was born, men call me Simon over the Lee. Simon, Simon, said the good wife, I wish thou mayst well brook thy name, The Out-law was ware of her courtesie, and rejoyced he had got so good a dame. Simon, wilt thou be my man? and good round wages I will give thee, I have as good a Ship of mine own, as any Sails upon the Sea. Anchors and Planks thou shalt not want, Masts and Ropes that are so long, And if thou thus furnish me, said Simon nothing shall go wrong. They pluckt up Anchor and away did sail, more of a day then two or three, When others cast in their ba[i]ted hooks, the bare Lines into the Sea cast he. It will be long said the Master then, e're this great Lubber do thrive on the sea, I'le assure he shall have no part of our fish for in truth he is no part worthy.
O Wo is me, said Simon then, this day that ever I came here, I wish I were in Plompton Park, in chasing of the Fallow-Deer. For every Clown laughs me to scorn, and they by me set nothing all, If I had them in Plumpton Park, I would set as little by them all. They pluckt up Anchur and away did sail, more of a day then two or three, But Simon espyed a Ship of War, that sailed toward them valourously. O woe is me, said the Master then, this day that ever I was born: For all our Fish that we have got, is every bit lost and forlorn. For you French Robber on the Sea, they will not spare of us one man, But carry us to the coast of France, and lay us in the Prison strong. But Simon said, do not fear them, neither Master take you any care, Give me my bent bow in my hand, and never a French-man will I spare. Hold thy peace thou long Lubber, for thou art nought but brags and boast, If I should cast thee over-board, there's but a simple Lubber lost. Simon grew angry at these words, and so angry then was he, That he took his bent bow in his hand, and to the Ship-hatch go doth he.
Master tye me to the Mast, that at my mark I may stand fair, And give me my bent bow in my hand, and never a French-man will I spare: He drew his Arrow to the very head, and drew it with all might and main, And in the twinkling of an eye, doth the French-mans heart the arrow gain. the frenchman fell down on the ship-catch, and under the hutches here below. Another French-man that him espy'd, the dead corps into the Sea doth throw. O Master loose me from the Mast, he said, and for them all take you no care, And give me my bent bow in my hand, and never a French-man will I spare. Then they boarded the French Ship, they lying all dead in their sight, They found within the Ship of War, twelve thousand pound in Money bright. The one half of the Ship, said Simon then, i'le give to my Dame and children small, The other part of the ship, i'le give, to you that are my fellows all. But now he bespake the Master then, for so Simon it shall not be, For you have won it with your own hands, and the owner thereof must be. It shall be so as I have said, and with this Gold for the opprest, An Habitation I will build, where they shall live in peace and rest.
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