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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
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<HEAD>The Famous Battel between <HI>Robin Hood,</HI> and the <HI>Curtal Fryar.</HI></HEAD>
<OPENER>To a New Northern Tune.</OPENER>
<P><FIGURE>
<HEAD>Robin Hood.</HEAD>
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<FIGURE>
<HEAD><HI>The</HI> Curtal Fryar.</HEAD>
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<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="part">
<L>IN Summer time when leaves grow green</L>
<L>and flowers are fre&s;h and gay,</L>
<L><HI>Robin Hood</HI> and his merry men,</L>
<L>were di&s;po&s;ed to play:</L>
<L>Then &s;ome would leap and &s;ome would Run,</L>
<L>and &s;ome would u&s;e Artillery,</L>
<L>Which of you can a good Bow draw,</L>
<L>a good Archer to be?</L>
<L>Which of you can kill a Buck?</L>
<L>or who can kill a Doe?</L>
<L>Or who can kill a Hart of Greece,</L>
<L>five hundred foot him fro?</L>
<L><HI>Will Scadlock</HI> he kill'd a Buck,</L>
<L>and <HI>Midge</HI> he kill'd a Doe;</L>
<L>And little <HI>John</HI> kill'd a Hart of Greece,</L>
<L>five hundred foot him fro:</L>
<L>Gods ble&s;&s;ing on thy heart, &s;aid <HI>Robin Hood</HI></L>
<L>that &s;hot &s;uch a &s;hoot to me,</L>
<L>I would ride my Hor&s;e an hundred miles,</L>
<L>to find one could match thee.</L>
<L>That cau&s;ed <HI>Will Scadlock</HI> to laugh,</L>
<L>he laught full heartily,</L>
<L>There lives a curtal Fryar in <HI>Fountain-Abby</HI></L>
<L>will beat both him and thee.</L>
<L><HI>Robin Hood</HI> put on his Harne&s;s good,</L>
<L>and on his head a Cap of Steel,</L>
<L>Broad Sword and Buckler by his &s;ide,</L>
<L>and they became him weel.</L>
<L>He took his Bow into his hand,</L>
<L>it was of a tru&s;ty tree,</L>
<L>With a Sheaf of Arrows at his Belt,</L>
<L>to the Fountains Dale went he.</L>
<L>And coming unto Fountains Dale,</L>
<L>no farther would he ride.</L>
<L>There was he ware of a Curtal Fryar,</L>
<L>walking by the water &s;ide.</L>
<L>The Fryar had a Harne&s;s good,</L>
<L>and on his head a Cap of Steel,</L>
<L>Broad Sword and Buckler by his &s;ide,</L>
<L>and they became him weel.</L>
<L><HI>Robin Hood</HI> lighted off his Hor&s;e,</L>
<L>and tyed him to a thorn,</L>
<L>Carry me over the water thou Curtal Fryar,</L>
<L>or el&s;e thy life's forlorn.</L>
<L>The Fryar took <HI>Robin Hood</HI> on his back,</L>
<L>deep water he did be&s;tride,</L>
<L>And &s;pake neither good word nor bad,</L>
<L>till he came at the other &s;ide.</L>
<L>Lightly &s;tept <HI>Rob. Hood</HI> off the Fryars back,</L>
<L>the Fryar &s;aid to him again,</L>
<L>Carry me over the water thou fine fellow,</L>
<L>or it &s;hall breed thy pain.</L>
<L><HI>Robin Hood</HI> took the Fryar on his back,</L>
<L>deep water he did be&s;tride,</L>
<L>And &s;peak neither good word nor bad,</L>
<L>till he came at the other &s;ide.</L>
<L>Lightly leapt the Fryar off <HI>Robin Hoods</HI> back</L>
<L><HI>Robin Hood</HI> &s;aid to him again,</L>
<L>Carry me over the water thou Curtal Fryar,</L>
<L>or it &s;hall breed thy pain.</L>
<L>The Fryar took <HI>Robin Hood</HI> on's back again</L>
<L>and &s;tept up to the knee,</L>
<L>Till he came at the middle &s;tream,</L>
<L>neither good nor bad &s;pake he.</L>
<L>And coming to the middle &s;tream,</L>
<L>there he threw <HI>Robin</HI> in,</L>
<L>And chu&s;e thee, chu&s;e thee, fine fellow,</L>
<L>with thou wilt &s;ink or &s;wim.</L>
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<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="part">
<HEAD>The &s;econd part,</HEAD>
<OPENER>to the &s;ame Tune.</OPENER>
<L><HI>Robin Hood</HI> &s;wam to a bu&s;h of Broom,</L>
<L>the Fryar to a wigger wand,</L>
<L>Bold <HI>Robin Hood</HI> is gone to the &s;hore,</L>
<L>and took his Bow in hand.</L>
<L>One of his be&s;t Arrows under his Belt,</L>
<L>to the Fryar he let flye,</L>
<L>The Curtal Fryar with his Steel Buckler,</L>
<L>he put that Arrow by.</L>
<L>Shoot on, &s;hoot on, thou fine fellow,</L>
<L>&s;hoot as thou ha&s;t begun,</L>
<L>If thou &s;hoot here a Summers day,</L>
<L>thy mark I will not &s;hun.</L>
<L><HI>Robin Hood</HI> &s;hot &s;o pa&s;&s;ing well,</L>
<L>till his Arrows were all gone,</L>
<L>They took their Swords and &s;teel Bucklers,</L>
<L>they fought with might and main,</L>
<L>From ten o'th Clock that day,</L>
<L>till four i'th Afternoon,</L>
<L>Then <HI>Robin Hood</HI> came to his knees,</L>
<L>of the Fryar to beg a boon.</L>
<L>A boon, a boon, thou Curtal Fryar,</L>
<L>I beg it on my knee,</L>
<L>Give me leave to &s;et my Horn to my mouth,</L>
<L>and to blow bla&s;ts three.</L>
<L>That will I do, &s;aid the Curtal Fryar,</L>
<L>of thy bla&s;ts I have no doubt,</L>
<L>I hope thou'lt blow &s;o pa&s;&s;ing well,</L>
<L>till both thy eyes fall out.</L>
<L><HI>Robin Hood</HI> &s;et his Horn to his mouth,</L>
<L>he blew out bla&s;ts three,</L>
<L>Half a hundred Yeomen with Bows bent,</L>
<L>came ranging over the Lee.</L>
<L>Who&s;e men are the&s;e, &s;aid the Fryar,</L>
<L>that come &s;o ha&s;tily?</L>
<L>The&s;e men are mine, &s;aid <HI>Robin Hood,</HI></L>
<L>Fryar, what is that to thee.</L>
<L>A boon, a boon, &s;aid the Curtal Fryar,</L>
<L>the like I gave to thee,</L>
<L>Give me leave to &s;et my Fi&s;t to my mouth,</L>
<L>and to whute whutes three.</L>
<L>That will I do, &s;aid <HI>Robin Hood,</HI></L>
<L>or el&s;e I were to blame,</L>
<L>Three whutes in a Fryars Fi&s;t,</L>
<L>would make me glad and fain.</L>
<L>The Fryar he &s;et his Fi&s;t to his mouth,</L>
<L>and whuted whutes three,</L>
<L>Half a hundred good bay Dogs,</L>
<L>came running the Fryar unto.</L>
<L>Here is for every man a Dog,</L>
<L>and I my &s;elf for thee.</L>
<L>Nay by my faith quoth <HI>Robin Hood,</HI></L>
<L>Fryar that may not be.</L>
<L>Two Dogs at once to <HI>Robin Hood</HI> did go,</L>
<L>the one behind the other before,</L>
<L><HI>Robin Hoods</HI> Mantle of Lincoln green,</L>
<L>off from his back they tore.</L>
<L>And whether his men &s;hot Ea&s;t or We&s;t,</L>
<L>or they &s;hot North or South,</L>
<L>The Cutrtles Dogs &s;o taught they were,</L>
<L>they caught the Arrows in their mouth.</L>
<L>Take up thy Dogs, &s;aid little <HI>John,</HI></L>
<L>Fryar at my bidding be,</L>
<L>Who&s;e man art thou, &s;aid the Curtal Fryar,</L>
<L>comes here to p<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="1 letter">ate with me?</L>
<L>I am little <HI>John, Robin Hoods</HI> man,</L>
<L>Fryar I will not lye,</L>
<L>If thou take not up thy Dogs &s;oon,</L>
<L>i'le take up them and thee.</L>
<L>Little <HI>John</HI> had a Bow in his hand,</L>
<L>he &s;hot with might and main,</L>
<L>Soon half a &s;core of the Fryars Dogs,</L>
<L>lay dead upon the plain.</L>
<L>Hold thy hand, hold thy hand, &s;aid the Curtal Fryar,</L>
<L>thy Ma&s;ter and I will agree,</L>
<L>And we will have new orders taken,</L>
<L>with all the ha&s;t that may be.</L>
<L>If thou wilt for&s;ake fair Fountain Dale,</L>
<L>and Fountain-Abby free.</L>
<L>Every Sundy through the year,</L>
<L>a Noble &s;hall be thy fee.</L>
<L>And every Holiday through the year</L>
<L>changed &s;hall thy Garments be,</L>
<L>If thou wilt go to fair <HI>Nottingham,</HI></L>
<L>and there remain with me.</L>
<L>This Curtal Fryar had kept Fountain Dale,</L>
<L>&s;even long years and more,</L>
<L>There was neither Knight, Lord nor <UNCLEAR>Earl</UNCLEAR></L>
<L>could make him yield before.</L>
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<P><HI>Printed for</HI> W. Thackeray, J. Millet, <HI>and</HI> A. Milbourn.</P>
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