Robin Hood's Death Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A B C D E F GHE IJKJ LJM I M NLO P G MQMQ KHK HJ MRD SRER ERER ETUT EVEV E OP WJXJ XRHR YH ZJA2 NLPL B2LEL MC2GD2 YA2P GJE2 F2JG2J YC2PC2 GC2L

The Text is modernised from the Percy Folio MS c At two points after and half a page of the MS or about nine stanzas is missing torn out and 'used by maids to light the fire' in Humphry Pitt's house where Percy discovered the volume see Introduction First Series xxxix At the end another half page is lacking but Child thinks that it represents only a few verses He also indicates a lacuna after st though none appears in the MSA
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The Story of this version mutilated as it is agrees in its main incidents with that given at the end of the Gest stt Another variant Robin Hood's Death and Burial extant in two or three eighteenth century 'Garlands ' but none the less of good derivation gives no assistance at either hiatus and we are left with a couple of puzzlesB
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The opening of the ballad stt should be compared with Robin Hood and the Monk stt where Much takes Will Scarlett's place Robin shooting for a penny with Little John along the way comes to a black water with a plank across it and an old woman on the plank is cursing Robin Hood He has been already reminded by Scarlett that he has a yeoman foe at Kirklees but neither the banning of the witch nor the weeping of others 'We ' presumably women deter him The explanation of the witch is lostC
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Having arrived at Kirklees and submitted to being bled Robin at length suspects treason and hints as much to Little John The latter may be indoors with his master or as Child thinks calling to Robin through a window from below Here the second hiatus occurs and when the ballad resumes we can only guess that st is Robin's final retort after an altercation with somebody presumably Red Roger who is perhaps the 'yeoman' referred to by Will Scarlett A final difficulty is raised by the word 'mood' in st but Child's emendation is not improbable and Robin himself realises that he must take his 'housel' in an irregular wayD
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In the Garland version Robin goes alone to Kirklees where his 'cousin' bleeds him and leaves him to bleed all day and all night in a locked room He summons Little John with 'weak blasts three' of his horn and bids him dig a grave where the last arrow shot by Robin Hood fallsE
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ROBIN HOOD'S DEATHF
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'I will never eat nor drink ' Robin Hood saidG
'Nor meat will do me no goodH
Till I have been at merry ChurchleesE
My veins for to let blood '-
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'That I rede not ' said Will ScarlettI
'Master by the assent of meJ
Without half a hundred of your best bowmenK
You take to go with yeJ
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'For there a good yeoman doth abideL
Will be sure to quarrel with theeJ
And if thou have need of us masterM
In faith we will not flee '-
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'And thou be fear'd thou William ScarlettI
At home I rede thee be '-
'And you be wroth my dear masterM
You shall never hear more of me '-
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'For there shall no man with me goN
Nor man with me rideL
And Little John shall be my manO
And bear my benbow by my side '-
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'You'st bear your bow master yourselfP
And shoot for a penny with me '-
'To that I do assent ' Robin Hood saidG
'And so John let it be '-
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They two bold children shotten togetherM
All day theirself in rankQ
Until they came to black waterM
And over it laid a plankQ
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Upon it there kneeled an old womanK
Was banning Robin HoodH
'Why dost thou ban Robin Hood ' said RobinK
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To give to Robin HoodH
We weepen for his dear bodyJ
That this day must be let blood '-
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'The dame prior is my aunt's daughterM
And nigh unto my kinR
I know she would me no harm this dayD
For all the world to win '-
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Forth then shotten these children twoS
And they did never linR
Until they came to merry ChurchleesE
To merry Churchlees withinR
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And when they came to merry ChurchleesE
They knocked upon a pinR
Up then rose dame prioressE
And let good Robin inR
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Then Robin gave to dame prioressE
Twenty pound in goldT
And bade her spend while that would lastU
And she should have more when she woldT
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And down then came dame prioressE
Down she came in that ilkV
With a pair of blood irons in her handsE
Were wrapp d all in silkV
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'Set a chafing dish to the fire ' said dame prioressE
'And strip thou up thy sleeve '-
I hold him but an unwise manO
That will no warning 'lieveP
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She laid the blood irons to Robin Hood's veinW
Alack the more pityJ
And pierced the vein and let out the bloodX
That full red was to seeJ
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And first it bled the thick thick bloodX
And afterwards the thinR
And well then wist good Robin HoodH
Treason there was withinR
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'What cheer my master ' said Little JohnY
'In faith Little John little goodH
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'I have upon a gown of greenZ
Is cut short by my kneeJ
And in my hand a bright brown brandA2
That will well bite of thee '-
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But forth then of a shot windowN
Good Robin Hood he could glideL
Red Roger with a grounden glaiveP
Thrust him through the milk white sideL
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But Robin was light and nimble of footB2
And thought to abate his prideL
For between his head and his shouldersE
He made a wound full wideL
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Says 'Lie there lie there Red RogerM
The dogs they must thee eatC2
For I may have my housel ' he saidG
'For I may both go and speakD2
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'Now give me mood ' Robin said to Little JohnY
'Give me mood with thy handA2
I trust to God in heaven so highP
My housel will me bestand '-
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'Now give me leave give me leave master ' he saidG
'For Christ's love give leave to meJ
To set a fire within this hallE2
And to burn up all Churchlee '-
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'That I rede not ' said Robin Hood thenF2
'Little John for it may not beJ
If I should do any widow hurt at my latter endG2
God ' he said 'would blame meJ
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'But take me upon thy back Little JohnY
And bear me to yonder streetC2
And there make me a full fair graveP
Of gravel and of greetC2
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And set my bright sword at my headG
Mine arrows at my feetC2
And lay my yew bow by my sideL
My met yard wi '-

Frank Sidgwick



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