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125

Hв.
I counceyle you, remember howe

It is no may dens lawe,
Nothynge to dout, but to renne out

To wode with an outlàwe :
For ye muft there in your hand bere

A bowe, redy to drawe ;
And, as a thefe, thus must you lyve,

Ever in drede and awe ;
Wherby to you grete harme myght growe:

Yet bad I lever than,
That I had to the

grene
wode

go,
Alone, a banyfhed man.

130

me for

135

SHE.
I thinke nat nay, but as ye fay,

It is no maydens lore:
But love

may

make your fake,
As I have fayd before
To come on fote, to hunt, and thote

To gete us mete in store ;
For so that I your company

May have, I aske no more :
From which to part, it maketh my hart

As colde as ony stone ;
For, in my mynde, of all mankynde

I love but you alone.

140

HE

Ver. 133. I say nat, Preie and Mr, W.

Ver. 138. and store.

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ANCIENT É O E M S.

35

HE.

145

150

For an outlawe this is the lawe,

That men hym take and bynde ;
Without pytè, hanged to be,

And waver with the wynde.
If I had nede, (as God forbede!)

What rescous coude ye fynde ?
Forsoth, I trowe, ye

and
your

bowe
For fere wolde drawe behynde :
And no mervayle : for lytell avayle

Were in your counceyle than :
Wherfore I.wyll to the grene wode go,

Alone, a banyshed man.

155

S HE.

160

Ryght wele knowe ye, that women be

But feble for to fyght ;
No womanhede it is indede

To be bolde as a knyght :
Yet, in such fere yf that ye were

With enemyes day or nyght,
I wolde withstande, with bowe in hande,

To greve them as I myght,
And you to save; as women have

From deth 'men' many one :
For, in my mynde, of all mankynde
I love but

you

alone,

165

D2

HE.

Ver. 150. focours. Prol. and Mr. W. Ver. 162. and night.

Ver. 164, to helpe ye with my myght. Prob. and Mr. W.

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Yet take good hede ; for ever I drede

That ye coude nat sustayne
The thornie wayes, the depe valèies,

The snowe, the frost, the rayne,
The colde, the hete : for dry, or wete,

We must lodge on the playne;
And, us above, none other rofe

But a brake bush, or twayne :
Which fone sholde

greve you, I beleve ;
And ye wolde gladly than
That I had to the

grene
wode

go,
Alone, a banyshed man.

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185

SH E.
Syth I have here bene partynère

With you of joy and blyfse,
I must also

parte of
Endure, as reson is :
Yet am I sure of one plesùre ;

And, fortely, it is this :
That, where ye be, me femeth, pardè,

I coude nat fare amysle.
Without more fpeche, I you befeche

That we were sone agone ;
For, in my mynde, of all mankynde

I love but you alone.

190

HE.

Ver. 172. frost and rayne. Mr.W. Ver. 174. Ye muft, Prolo Ver. 190. shortley gone. Prel. and Mr. W.

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