Robin Hood And Guy Of Gisborne Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A ABCD EFE G D H E IJKJ AEEE LMN EDF DGE EDCGEG OEOE EGE PQPL ERS DEDE DTAU AEEE EEV SWSX EGD YEEE ZDCD A2GEG E E EGCG A2EUB2 C2GNG C2 E C2CD D2DLD E2EC AD2EF2 C2 C G2DH2D YI2GJ2 C2CAC C2EE C2EK2 ECD ECCC CCCC CCDC CCG F2EL2E ICM2 M2AEA C2DC EDCD EID DDN2D H2CD DCEC C2H2C CH2O2 H2H2C REE EH2H2H2 EF2H2 H2CCC CCSC N2CH2C DECE

The Text The only text of this ballad is in the Percy Folio from which it is here rendered in modern spelling Although the original is written continuously it is almost impossible not to suspect an omission after Child points out however that the abrupt transition is found in other ballads see Adam Bell and Hales and Furnivall put in inverted commas as part of Robin's relation of his dream Percy's emendation wasA
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'The woodweete sang and wold not ceseA
Sitting upon the sprayeB
Soe lowde he wakend Robin HoodC
In the greenwood where he layD
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Now by my faye said jollye RobinE
A sweaven I had this nightF
I dreamt me of tow mighty yemenE
That fast with me can fight '-
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The Story Whether verses have been lost or not the story has become confused as there is nothing to show how Robin knows that the Sheriff of Nottingham holds Little John captive yet he makes careful preparations to pass himself off as Sir Guy in order to set John freeG
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There has come down to us a fragment of a play of Robin Hood and the Sheriff In this dramatic fragment an unnamed knight is promised a reward by the sheriff if he takes Robin Hood The knight and Robin shoot and wrestle and fight Robin wins cuts off the knight's head puts on his clothes and takes the head away with him A second scene shows how the sheriff takes prisoner the other outlaws amongst whom is Friar Tuck but the allocation of the parts in the dialogue is mostly conjecturalD
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Footnote sweaven dreamH
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ROBIN HOOD AND GUY OF GISBORNEE
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When shaws been sheen and shradds full fairI
And leaves both large and longJ
It is merry walking in the fair forestK
To hear the small bird's songJ
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The woodweel sang and would not ceaseA
Amongst the leaves o' lyneE
And it is by two wight yeomenE
By dear God that I meanE
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'Methought they did me beat and bindL
And took my bow me froM
If I be Robin alive in this landN
I'll be wroken on both them two '-
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'Swevens are swift master ' quoth JohnE
'As the wind that blows o'er a hillD
For if it be never so loud this nightF
Tomorrow it may be still '-
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'Busk ye bown ye my merry men allD
For John shall go with meG
For I'll go seek yond wight yeomenE
In greenwood where they be '-
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They cast on their gown of greenE
A shooting gone are theyD
Until they came to the merry greenwoodC
Where they had gladdest beG
There were they 'ware of a wight yeomanE
His body leaned to a treeG
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A sword and a dagger he wore by his sideO
Had been many a man's baneE
And he was clad in his capul hideO
Top and tail and maneE
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'Stand you still master ' quoth Little JohnE
'Under this trusty treeG
And I will go to yond wight yeomanE
To know his meaning truly '-
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'Ah John by me thou sets no storeP
And that's a ferly thingQ
How oft send I my men beforeP
And tarry myself behindL
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'It is no cunning a knave to kenE
And a man but hear him speakR
And it were not for bursting of my bowS
John I would thy head break '-
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But often words they breeden baleD
That parted Robin and JohnE
John is gone to Barn sdaleD
The gates he knows each oneE
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And when he came to Barn sdaleD
Great heaviness there he hadT
He found two of his fellowsA
Were slain both in a sladeU
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And Scarlet afoot flying wasA
Over stocks and stoneE
For the sheriff with seven score menE
Fast after him is goneE
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'Yet one shot I'll shoot ' says Little JohnE
'With Christ his might and mainE
I'll make yond fellow that flies so fastV
To be both glad and fain '-
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John bent up a good yew bowS
And fettled him to shootW
The bow was made of a tender boughS
And fell down to his footX
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'Woe worth thee wicked wood ' said Little JohnE
'That e'er thou grew on a treeG
For this day thou art my baleD
My boot when thou should be '-
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This shot it was but loosely shotY
The arrow flew in vainE
And it met one of the sheriff's menE
Good William a Trent was slainE
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It had been better for William a TrentZ
To hang upon a gallowD
Than for to lie in the greenwoodC
There slain with an arrowD
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And it is said when men be metA2
Six can do more than threeG
And they have ta'en Little JohnE
And bound him fast to a treeG
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'Thou shalt be drawn by dale and downE
And hanged high on a hill '-
'But thou may fail ' quoth Little JohnE
'If it be Christ's own will '-
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Let us leave talking of Little JohnE
For he is bound fast to a treeG
And talk of Guy and Robin HoodC
In the greenwood where they beG
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How these two yeomen together they metA2
Under the leaves of lyneE
To see what merchandise they madeU
Even at that same timeB2
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'Good morrow good fellow ' quoth Sir GuyC2
'Good morrow good fellow ' quoth heG
'Methinks by this bow thou bears in thy handN
A good archer thou seems to beG
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'I am wilful of my way ' quoth Sir GuyC2
'And of my morning tide '-
'I'll lead thee through the wood ' quoth RobinE
'Good fellow I'll be thy guide '-
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'I seek an outlaw ' quoth Sir GuyC2
'Men call him Robin HoodC
I had rath r meet with him upon a dayD
Than forty pound of gold '-
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'If you two met it would be seen whether were betterD2
Afore ye did part awayD
Let us some other pastime findL
Good fellow I thee prayD
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'Let us some other masteries makeE2
And we will walk in the woods evenE
We may chance meet with Robin HoodC
At some unset steven '-
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They cut them down the summer shroggsA
Which grew both under a briarD2
And set them three score rood in twainE
To shoot the pricks full nearF2
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'Lead on good fellow ' said Sir GuyC2
'Lead on I do bid thee '-
'Nay by my faith ' quoth Robin HoodC
'The leader thou shalt be '-
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The first good shot that Robin ledG2
Did not shoot an inch the prick froD
Guy was an archer good enoughH2
But he could ne'er shoot soD
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The second shot Sir Guy shotY
He shot within the garlandI2
But Robin Hood shot it better than heG
For he clove the good prick wandJ2
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'God's blessing on thy heart ' says GuyC2
'Good fellow thy shooting is goodC
For an thy heart be as good as thy handsA
Thou were better than Robin HoodC
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'Tell me thy name good fellow ' quoth GuyC2
Under the leaves of lyneE
'Nay by my faith ' quoth good RobinE
'Till thou have told me thine '-
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'I dwell by dale and down ' quoth GuyC2
'And I have done many a curst turnE
And he that calls me by my right nameK2
Calls me Guy of good Gisborne '-
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'My dwelling is in the wood ' says RobinE
'By thee I set right noughtC
My name is Robin Hood of BarnesdaleD
A fellow thou hast long sought '-
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He that had neither been kith nor kinE
Might have seen a full fair sightC
To see how together these yeomen wentC
With blades both brown and brightC
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To have seen how these yeomen together foughtC
Two hours of a summer's dayC
It was neither Guy nor Robin HoodC
That fettled them to fly awayC
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Robin was reckless on a rootC
And stumbled at that tideC
And Guy was quick and nimble withalD
And hit him o'er the left sideC
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'Ah dear Lady ' said Robin HoodC
'Thou art both mother and mayC
I think it was never man's destinyG
To die before his day '-
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Robin thought on Our Lady dearF2
And soon leapt up againE
And thus he came with an awkward strokeL2
Good Sir Guy he has slainE
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He took Sir Guy's head by the hairI
And sticked it on his bow's endC
'Thou hast been traitor all thy lifeM2
Which thing must have an end '-
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Robin pulled forth an Irish knifeM2
And nicked Sir Guy in the faceA
That he was never on a woman bornE
Could tell who Sir Guy wasA
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Says 'Lie there lie there good Sir GuyC2
And with me be not wrothD
If thou have had the worse strokes at my handC
Thou shalt have the better cloth '-
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Robin did off his gown of greenE
Sir Guy he did it throwD
And he put on that capul hideC
That clad him top to toeD
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'The bow the arrows and little hornE
And with me now I'll bearI
For now I will go to Barn sdaleD
To see how my men do fare '-
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Robin set Guy's horn to his mouthD
A loud blast in it he did blowD
That beheard the sheriff of NottinghamN2
As he leaned under a lowD
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'Hearken hearken ' said the sheriffH2
'I heard no tidings but goodC
For yonder I hear Sir Guy's horn blowD
For he hath slain Robin Hood '-
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'For yonder I hear Sir Guy's horn blowD
It blows so well in tideC
For yonder comes that wighty yeomanE
Clad in his capul hideC
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'Come hither thou good Sir GuyC2
Ask of me what thou wilt have'H2
'I'll none of thy gold ' says Robin HoodC
'Nor I'll none of it have '-
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'But now I have slain the master ' he saidC
'Let me go strike the knaveH2
This is all the reward I askO2
Nor no other will I have '-
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'Thou art a madman ' said the sheriffH2
'Thou shouldest have had a knight's feeH2
Seeing thy asking hath been so badC
Well granted it shall be '-
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But Little John heard his master speakR
Well he knew that was his stevenE
'Now shall I be loosed ' quoth Little JohnE
'With Christ's might in heaven '-
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But Robin he hied him towards Little JohnE
He thought he would loose him beliveH2
The sheriff and all his companyH2
Fast after him did driveH2
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'Stand aback stand aback ' said RobinE
'Why draw you me so nearF2
It was never the use in our countryH2
One's shrift another should hear '-
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But Robin pulled forth an Irish knifeH2
And loosed John hand and footC
And gave him Sir Guy's bow in his handC
And bade it be his bootC
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But John took Guy's bow in his handC
His arrows were rawsty by the rootC
The sheriff saw Little John draw a bowS
And fettle him to shootC
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Towards his house in NottinghamN2
He fled full fast awayC
And so did all his companyH2
Not one behind did stayC
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But he could neither so fast goD
Nor away so fast runE
But Little John with an arrow broadC
Did cleave his heart in twainE

Frank Sidgwick



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