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It was the pleasant season yet	A
When the stones at cottage doors	B
Dry quickly while the roads are wet	A
After the silver showers	C
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The green leaves they looked greener still	D
And the thrush renewing his tune	E
Shook a loud note from his gladsome bill	D
Into the bright blue noon	E
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Robin Hood's mother looked out and said	F
It were a shame and a sin	G
For fear of getting a wet head	F
To keep such a day within	G
Nor welcome up from his sick bed	F
Your uncle Gamelyn	G
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And Robin leaped and thought so too	H
And so he has grasped her gown	G
And now looking back they have lost the view	H
Of merry sweet Locksley town	G
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Robin was a gentle boy	I
And therewithal as bold	J
To say he was his mother's joy	I
It were a phrase too cold	J
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His hair upon his thoughtful brow	K
Came smoothly clipped and sleek	L
But ran into a curl somehow	K
Beside his merrier cheek	L
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Great love to him his uncle too	H
The noble Gamelyn bare	M
And often said as his mother knew	H
That he should be his heir	M
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Gamelyn's eyes now getting dim	N
Would twinkle at his sight	O
And his ruddy wrinkles laugh at him	N
Between his locks so white	O
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For Robin already let him see	P
He should beat his playmates all	Q
At wrestling running and archery	P
Yet he cared not for a fall	Q
	-
Merriest he was of merry boys	R
And would set the old helmets bobbing	S
If his uncle asked about the noise	R
'Twas If you please Sir Robin	G
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And yet if the old man wished no noise	R
He'd come and sit at his knee	P
And be the gravest of grave eyed boys	R
And not a word spoke he	P
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So whenever he and his mother came	T
To brave old Gamelyn Hall	Q
'Twas nothing there but sport and game	T
And holiday folks all	Q
The servants never were to blame	T
Though they let the physic fall	Q
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And now the travellers turn the road	U
And now they hear the rooks	V
And there it is the old abode	U
With all its hearty looks	V
	-
Robin laughed and the lady too	H
And they looked at one another	W
Says Robin I'll knock as I'm used to do	H
At uncle's window mother	W
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And so he pick'd up some pebbles and ran	G
And jumping higher and higher	W
He reach'd the windows with tan a ran tan	G
And instead of the kind old white haired man	G
There looked out a fat friar	W
	-
How now said the fat friar angrily	P
What is this knocking so wild	X
But when he saw young Robin's eye	Y
He said Go round my child	X
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Go round to the hall and I'll tell you all	Q
He'll tell us all thought Robin	G
And his mother and he went quietly	P
Though her heart was set a throbbing	S
	-
The friar stood in the inner door	Z
And tenderly said I fear	A2
You know not the good squire's no more	Z
Even Gamelyn de Vere	A2
	-
Gamelyn de Vere is dead	F
He changed but yesternight	F
Now make us way the lady said	F
To see that doleful sight	F
	-
Good Gamelyn de Vere is dead	F
And has made us his holy heirs	B2
The lady stayed not for all he said	F
But went weeping up the stairs	B2
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Robin and she went hand in hand	F
Weeping all the way	C2
Until they came where the lord of that land	F
Dumb in his cold bed lay	C2
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His hand she took and saw his dead look	D2
With the lids over each eye ball	Q
And Robin and she wept as plenteously	Q
As though he had left them all	Q
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I will return Sir Abbot of Vere	A2
I will return as is meet	F
And see my honoured brother dear	A2
Laid in his winding sheet	F
	-
And I will stay for to go were a sin	G
For all a woman's tears	B2
And see the noble Gamelyn	G
Laid low with the De Veres	E2
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The lady went with a sick heart out	F
Into the kind fresh air	M
And told her Robin all about	F
The abbot whom he saw there	M
	-
And how his uncle must have been	G
Disturbed in his failing sense	F2
To leave his wealth to these artful men	G
At her's and Robin's expense	F2
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Sad was the stately day for all	Q
But the Vere Abbey friars	C
When the coffin was stript of its hiding pall	Q
Amidst the hushing choirs	G2
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Sad was the earth dropping dust to dust	F
And our brother here departed	F
The lady shook at them as shake we must	F
And Robin he felt strange hearted	F
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That self same evening nevertheless	H2
They returned to Locksley town	G
The lady in a dumb distress	H2
And Robin looking down	G
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They went and went and Robin took	D2
Long steps by his mother's side	F
Till she asked him with a sad sweet look	D2
What made him so thoughtful eyed	F
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I was thinking mother said little Robin	G
And with his own voice so true	H
He spoke right out That if I was a king	S
I'd see what those friars do	H
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His mother stooped with a tear of joy	I
And she kissed him again and again	G
And said My own little Robin boy	I
Thou wilt be a King of Men	G

James Henry Leigh Hunt

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