With that came in a wealthy knight, Which was both grave and old, And after him a finikin lass, Did shine like the glistering gold. "This is not a fit match," quoth bold Robin Hood, "That you do seem to make here; For since we are come into the church, The bride shall chuse her own dear." Then Robin Hood put his horn to his mouth, And blew blasts two or three; When four and twenty bowmen bold Came leaping over the lee. And when they came into the church-yard, Marching all on a row, The first man was Allin a Dale, To give bold Robin his bow. "This is thy true love," Robin he said, "Young Allin, as I hear say; And you shall be married at this same time, Before we depart away." "That shall not be," the bishop he said, "For thy word shall not stand; They shall be three times askt in the church, As the law is of our land." Robin Hood pulld off the bishop's coat, And put it upon Little John; "By the faith of my body," then Robin said, "This cloath does make thee a man." When Little John went into the quire, The people began for to laugh; He askt them seven times in the church, Lest three times should not be enough. "Who gives me this maid?" then said Little John; Quoth Robin Hood, "That do I, And he that takes her from Allin, a Dale Full dearly he shall her buy." And thus having ende of this merry wedding, The bride lookt like a queen, And so they returned to the merry green-wood, Amongst the leaves so green.