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Ballad Book

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Editor: Bates, Katherine Lee, 1859-1929


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The king he laughed, and swore "by the masse, Ile make thee lord abbot this day in his place!" "Now naye, my liege, be not in such speede; For alacke I can neither write ne reade." "Four nobles a week, then, I will give thee, For this merry jest thou hast shown unto mee; And tell the old abbot, when thou comest home, Thou hast brought him a pardon from good king John." * * * * * ROBIN HOOD RESCUING THE WIDOW'S THREE SONS. There are twelve months in all the year, As I hear many say, But the merriest month in all the year Is the merry month of May. Now Robin Hood is to Nottingham gone, _With a link a down and a day,_ And there he met a silly old woman, Was weeping on the way.
The Silver Horde

CONTENTS I. WHEREIN A SPIRITLESS MAN AND A ROGUE APPEAR II. IN WHICH THEY BREAK BREAD WITH A LONELY WOMAN III. IN WHICH CHERRY MALOTTE DISPLAYS A TEMPER IV. IN WHICH SHE GIVES HEART TO A HOPELESS MAN V. IN WHICH A COMPACT IS FORMED VI. WHEREIN BOREAS TAKES A HAND VII. AND NEPTUNE TAKES ANOTHER VIII. WHEREIN BOYD ADMITS HIS FAILURE IX. AND IS GRANTED A YEAR OF GRACE X. IN WHICH BIG GEORGE MEETS HIS ENEMY XI. WHEREIN BOYD EMERSON IS TWICE AMAZED XII. IN WHICH MISS WAYLAND IS OF TWO MINDS XIII. IN WHICH CHERRY MALOTTE BECOMES SUSPICIOUS XIV. IN WHICH THEY RECOGNIZE THE ENEMY XV. THE DOORS OF THE VAULT SWING SHUT XVI. WILLIS MARSH COMES OUT FROM COVER
"What news? what news, thou silly old woman? What news hast thou for me?" Said she, "There's my three sons in Nottingham town To-day condemned to die." "O, have they parishes burnt?" he said, "Or have they ministers slain? Or have they robbed any virgin? Or other men's wives have ta'en?" "They have no parishes burnt, good sir, Nor yet have ministers slain, Nor have they robbed any virgin, Nor other men's wives have ta'en." "O, what have they done?" said Robin Hood, "I pray thee tell to me." "It's for slaying of the king's fallow-deer, Bearing their long bows with thee." "Dost thou not mind, old woman," he said, "How thou madest me sup and dine? By the truth of my body," quoth bold Robin Hood, "You could not tell it in better time."