%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 07/12/2021 37357

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R181025 1 In Summer time when leaves grow green In Summer Time In Summer Time When Leaves Grow Green IN Summer time when leaves grow green, / when they grow both green and long, British Library - Bagford Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 19 2: 20 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 Fisherman. 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, Printer A.M. ?-? A.M.

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IN Summer time 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 mony have, than any merchants 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 widdow-womans 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 intrapt all in care. What is thy name thou fine fellow, I pray thee heartily tell it to me, In my own Country where I was born, men call me Simon over the bee, Simon, Simon, said the good wife, I wish thou mayest well brook thy name, The Out-law was ware of her courtesie, and rejoyced he had such a good Dame. Simon wilt thou be my man? and good round wages I will give thee, I have as good a Ship of my 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 do 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 baited 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'll 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 at all, If I had them in Plompton Park, I would set as little by them all, They pluckt up Anchor and away did sail, more of a day than two or three, But Simon espyed a Ship of War, then 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 the 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 then long Lubber, for thou art nought but brags and boast, If I should cast thee overboard, 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 straight-way in the twinkling of an eye doth the french-mens heart the Arrow gain The French-man fell down on the ship-hatch and under the Hatches 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 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 mony bright. The one half of the ship, said Simon then, ile 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 bespoke the Master then, for so Simon it shall not be, For you have won it with your own hands, and the owner therefore you 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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