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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
lord_n	john_n	sir_n	town_n	15,511	5	7.6738	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A03571	A merry iest of Robin Hood and of his life, vvith a newe play for to be plaied in May-games. Very pleasant and full of pastime.; Little gest of Robin Hood.		1590 (1590)	STC 13692; ESTC S116951	24,306	64

he Now good sir Abbot be my friend for thy curtesie and hold my lands in thy hand till I haue made thee gree and I will be thy true seruant till ye haue foure hundreth pound of money good and free The Abbot sware a full great oath by God that died on a tree Get thy land where thou may for thou gettest none of me By deere worthy God said the Knight that all this world wrought but I haue my land againe full deere it shall be bought God that was of a maiden borne send vs well to speed for it is good to assay a friend or that a man haue need The Abbot loathly on them gan looke Out he said thou false Knight step thee out of the hall Thou liest then said the gentle Knight Abbot in thy hall false Knight was I neuer by God that made vs all Vp then stood that gentle Knight to the Abbot said he To suffer a Knight to kneele so long thou canst no curtesie In Iusts and in Tournaments full farre that haue I be and put my selfe as farre in presse as any that euer I see What will ye giue more said the Iustice and the Knight shall make release or else dare I safely say ye hold neuer your land in peace An hundreth pound said the Abbot the Iustice said giue him two Nay by God said the Knight ye get not my land so Though ye would giue a thousād pound more yet were thou neuer the neere Shall there neuer be mine heire Abbot Iustice ne Fryer He stert him to a bourd anon till a table round And there he shooke out of a bag euen foure hundreth pound Haue heere thy gold sir abbot said the Knight which thou lentest me Hadst thou bene curtise at my comming I would haue rewarded thee The Abbot sat still and eat no more for all his royall cheere He cast his head on his shoulder and fast gan to stare Take my gold againe said the Abbot sir Iustice that I tooke to thee Not a penny said the Iustice by God that dyed on a tree Sir Abbot and you men of lawe Now haue I held my day Now shall I haue my land again for ought that you can say The knight start out of the dore away was all his care And on he put his good clothing and the other he left there He went him forthfull mery singing as men haue told in tale His Lady met him at the gate at home in Verisdale Welcome my Lord said his Lady sir lost is all your good Be merry dame said the knight and pray for Robin hood That euer his soule be in blisse he holpe me out of tene Ne had not bee his kindnes beggers had we beene The Abbot and I accorded beene he serued of his pay the good yeoman lent it me as I came on the way This Knight then dwelled faire at home the sooth for to say till he had got foure hundreth pound all ready for to pay He puruaide him an hundreth bowes the strings were well dight An hundreth sheafe of arrowes good the heads burnisht full bright And euery arrow an ell long with Peacocke well ydight And nocked they were with white siluer it was a seemely sight He puruaide him an hundreth men well harnased in that stead And himselfe in that same suite and cloathed in white and red He bare a launce gay in his hand and a man led his male and rode with a light song vnto Bernisdale As he went vp a bridge was a wrastling and there taried was he And there was all the best yeomen of all the west Cuntrie A great courser with a saddle and bridle with gould burnisht full bright A paire of gloues a red gold ring a pipe of wine in good fay What man beareth him best ywis the prize shall beare away There was a yeoman in that place and best worthy was he And for he was farre and friend bested yslaine he should haue be The Knight had ruth of this yeoman in place where that he stood He said the yeoman should haue no harm for the loue of Robin hood The Knight preased into the place an hundreth followed him in feare With bowes bent and arrowes sharpe for to shend that company They shouldred and made him roome to wit what he would say He tooke the yeoman by the hand and gaue him all the play He gaue him fiue markes for his wine there it lay then on the mould and bad it should be set abroach and drinke who so would Thus long taried this gentle Knight till that the play was doone So long abode Robin fasting three houres after noone ¶ The third fitte LYthe and listen Gentlemen all that now be heere Of little Iohn that was the Knights man good mirth ye shall heare It was vpon a merry day that yong men would goe shoote Little Iohn fet his bowe anon and said he would them mnete Three times little Iohn shot about and alway claue the wand The proud Sheriffe of Nottingham by the markes gan stand The Sheriffe swore a full great oath by him that died on a tree this man is the best archer that euer I did see Say me thou wight yong man what is now thy name in what countrie wast thou borne and where is thy wonning wane In Holdernes I was borne ywis of my dame Men call me Reinald Greene-leafe when I am at home Say me Reinald Greene-leafe Wilt thou dwell with me and euery yeare I will thee giue twenty marke to thy fee. I haue a Maister said little Iohn A courteous Knight is he may ye get leaue of him the better may it be The Sheriffe gat little Iohn twelue monthes of the Knight therefore he gaue to him anon a good horse and a wight Now is little Iohn the Sheriffes man he giue vs well to speed But alway thought little Iohn to quite him well his meed Now so God helpe said little Iohn and by my true lewte I shall be the worst seruant to him that euer he had yet It befell vpon a wednesday the Sheriffe on hunting was gone and little Iohn lay in his bed and was forgot at home Therefore he was fasting till it was past noone Good sir Steward I pray thee giue me meat said little Iohn It is long for greene-leafe fasting so long to be Therefore I pray thee Steward my dinner giue thou me Shalt neither eat nor drinke said the Steward till my Lord be come to towne I make mine auow to God said little Iohn I had leuer to crack thy crowne The Butler was vncourteous there he stood on the floore He start to the buttery and shut fast the doore little Iohn gaue the Butler such a rappe his backe yede nigh in two Though he liueth an hundreth winters the worse he still shall goe He spurned the doore with his foote it went ope well and fine And there he made a large liuery both of ale and wine Sith you will not dine said little

I be Haue heere cccc pound said the Knight the which ye lent to me And there is xx marke for your curtesie Nay fore God said Robin thou brooke it well for ay for our Lady by her hie Sellerer hath sent to me my pay and I should take it twice a shame it were for me but truely gentle Knight welcome thou art to me And when Robin had tolde his tale he laughed and made good cheere By my troth then said the knight your mony is ready heere Brooke it well said Robin thou gentle knight so free And welcome be thou gentleknight vnder this trusty tree But what shall these Bowes do he said and these Arrowes fethered free By God then said the gentle knight a poore present to thee Come now foorth little Iohn my will doone that it be Go and fetch me foure hundreth pounds the monk ouer tolde it me Haue heere foure hundreth pound thou gentle Knight and true And buye thee horse and harnes good and gilt thy spucres all newe And if thou faile any spending come to Robin hood And by my troth thou shalt not faile whilste I haue any good And brook well for thy hundreth pound which I did send to thee And make thy selfe no more so bare by the counsaile of me Thus then holpe him good Robin the Knight of all his care God that sitteth in heauen hie graunt vs well to fare ¶ The fift fitte NOw hath the Knight his leane take and wend him on his way Robin hood and his merry men dwell still full many a day Lythe and listen Gentlemen and hearken what I shall say how the proud Sheriffe of Nottingham did crie a full faire play that all the best archers of the North should come vpon a day and they that shoote all of the best the best shall beare away He that shooteth all of the best furthest faire and low at a paire of goodly Buttes vnder the greene wood shawe a right good Arrow he should haue the shaft of siluer white the head and feathers of richred gold in England is none the like This then heard good Robin vnder his trusty tree Make ye ready you wight yeomen that shooting will I see buske you my merry yeomen ye shall goe with me And I shall know the Sheriffes faith true and if he be When they had their vowes ybend their arrowes fethered free seauenscore wight yeomen stood by Robins knee When they came to Nottingham the Buttes were faire and long Many were the bold archers that shot with bowes strong There shall but sixe shoote with me the other shall keepe my head and stand with good bowes bent that I be not deceiued The first out-law his vowe gan bend and that was Robin hood and that beheld the proud Sheriffe all by the buttes where he stood Thrice Robin shot about and alway he claue the wand And so did good Gilbert with the lilly-white hand Little Iohn and good Scathlock were archers good and free little Much and good Reinald the worst they would not be When they had shot about these archers faire and good euermore then was the best for sooth Robin hood To him was deliuered the good Arrow for best worthy was he he tooke the guift full curteously to greene-wood then would he They cried out on Robin hood a great horne gan he blow Woe worth thee treason said Robin for euill tohu art to know And woe be to thee thou proud Sheriffe thus cheering thy guest an other promise thou madest to me within the greene forrest But and I had thee there againe vnder the trusty tree thou shouldest giue me a better wed then thy true lewte Full many a bowe there was bent and arrowes let they glide Many a kirtle there was torne and hurt many a side The out-lawes shot was so strong that no man might them driue and the proud Sheriffes men they fled away beliue Robin saw the bushment broke in greene-wood he would haue be many an arrow there was shot among the company Little Iohn he was hurt full sore with an arrow on the knee that he might neither goe nor ride it was full great pitty Maister then said little Iohn if euer you loued me and for that ylke Lords loue that died vpon a tree and for the meeds of my seruice that I haue serued thee let neuer the proud Sheriffe aliue now finde me but take out thy browne sword and smite thou off my head and giue me wounds so wide and long that I after eat no bread I would not said Robin Iohn that thou wert slaine for all the gold in merry England though I had it all by me God forbid that said little Much then that died on a tree that thou shouldst little Iohn depart our company Vp he tooke him on his back and bare hun well a mile many a time he set him downe and shot another while Then was there a faire Castle a little within the wood double ditched it was about and walled by the Rood And there dwelt that gentle Knight sir Richard of the Lee that Robin had lent his good vnder the greene wood tree In he tooke good Robin and all his company Welcome Robin hood welcome art thou to me I doo thee thanke for thy comfort and for thy curtesie And for thy great kindenes vnder the greene wood tree I loue no man in all the world so much as I doo thee For all the proud Sheriffe of Notingham right heere shalt thou be Shut the gates and draw the bridge and let no man come in And arme you well and make you ready and to the wall ye win For one thing Robin I thee hite And sweare by Saint Quintine thou shalt these twelue daies abide with me to sup eat and dine Boordes were laid and cloathes were spread ready and anon Robin hood and his merry men to meat gan they gon ✚ The sixt fitte LYthe and listen Gentlemen and hearken vnto the song how the proud Sheriffe began and men of armes strong full fast came to the hie Sheriffe the countrie vp to rout and they beset the Knights Castle the walls all about The proud Sheriffe loude gan crie and said thou traytor Knight thou keepest there the Kings enemies against all law and right Sir I will anow what I haue doone the deeds that heere be dight vpon all the lands that I haue as I am true Knight Wend foorth sirs on your way and doe ye no more to me till you wit your Kings will what he will say to thee The Sheriffe thus had his answere without any leasing Forth he went to London Town all for to tell our King there he told him of that Knight and eke of Robin hood and also of the bold archers that noble were and good he would auow that he had done to maintaine the out-lawes strong he would be Lord and set you at naught in all the north land I will be at Nottingham said the King within this