The Noble Fisherman.  
Dr. Robin Hood's Preferment, showing how he won a Prize on the Sea, and how he gave one half to his Dame, and the other to the building of Almshouses. Tune of, In Summer time.  
 

IN Summer time when Leaves grow green,  
when they grow both green and long,  
Of a bold Out-low called Robin Hood,  
it is of him I sing this Song.  
When the Lily Leaf and the Elephant,  
doth bud and spring with a merry cheer,  
This Outlaw was weary of the wood-side,  
and chase of the Fallow-Deer.  
The Fishermen brave more money have,  
than any Merchant two or three,  
Therefore will I to Scarbrough go,  
that I a Fisherman brave may he.  
This Outlaw called his merry men all,  
as they sat under the green-wood tree,  
If any of you have gold to spend,  
I pray you heartily spend it with me.  
Now, quoth Robin, I'll to Scarbrough go,  
it seems to be a very fair day,  
Who took up his Inn at a widdow-womans' touse  
hard by upon the waters grey.  
Who asked him where wert thou born,  
or tell to me where dost thou fare●  
I am a poor Fisherman said he thou,  
this day entrapped all in care.  
What is thy name thou fine Fellow?  
I pray thee heartily tell it to me,  
In mine own Country where I was born,  
men call me, Simon over the Lee.  
Simon, Simon, said the good wife,  
I wish thou mayst well brook thy name,  
The Outlaw was ware of her courtesy,  
and rejoyeed he had got such a Dame.  
Simon, wilt thou be my man?  
and good round wages i le give thee,  
I have as good a ship of mine own,  
as any sails upon the Sea.  
Anchors and Planks thou shalt want none,  
Masts and Ropes that are so long,  
And if that you thus furnish me,  
said Simon, nothing shall go wrong.  
They plucked up Anchor and away did sail,  
more of a day than two or three,  
When others cast in their baited books,  
the bare lines into the Sea cast be.  
It will be long said the Master then.  
ere this long Lubber do thrive on the Sea.  
I'll assure you he shall have no part of our fish,  
for in truth he is no part worthy.   

The Second Part,  
to the same Tune.  
 
 
O Woe is me said Simon then,  
this day that ever I came here,  
I wish I were in Plompton Park,  
in chase of the Fallow Deer.  
For every Clown laughs me to scorn,  
and they by me set nothing at all,  
If I had them in Plompton Park  
I would set as little by them all.  
They plucked up Anchor and away did sail,  
more of a day than two or three,  
But Simon espied a ship of war,  
that sailed towards them valourously.  
O woe is me, said the Master then,  
this day that ever I was born,  
For all our fish that we have got,  
is every bit lost and forlorn.  
For yond French Robber on the Sea,  
they will not spare of us one man,  
But carry us to the Coast of France,  
and lay us in the Prison strong.  
But Simon said, do not fear them,  
neither Master take you any care,  
Give me my bend bow in my hand,  
and never o Frenchman will I spare.  
Hold thy peace thou long Lubbber,  
for thou art naught but brags and boast,  
If I should cast thee Overboard,  
there's but a simple Lubber lost.  
Simon grew angry at these words,  
and so angry than was he,  
That he took his bend bow in his hand,  
and to the Ship-hatch go doth he.  
Master, tie me to the Mast (he said)  
that at my mark I may stand fair,  
And give me my bend Bow in my hand  
and never a Frenchman will I spare.  
He drew his arrow to the very head,  
and drew it with all might and main,  
And strait way in the twinkling of an eye,  
doth the Frenchman's heart the arrow gain.  
The Frenchman fell down on the Ship hatch,  
and under the Hatches down below;  
Another Frenchman that him did espy  
the dead Corpse into the Sea did throw.  
O Master lose me from the Mast (he said)  
and for them all take you no care:  
And give me my bend Bow in my hand  
and never a Frenchman will I spare.  
Then strait they boarded the French ship  
they lying all dead in their sight:  
They found within the Ship of War  
twelve thousand pound in money bright.  
The one half of the Ship said Simon then  
ay le give to my Dame and Children small:  
The other half of the ship i'll give  
to you that are my fellows all.  
But now bespa ● the Master then  
for so Simon it shall not be  
For you have won it with your own hands  
and the owner of it you must be.  
It shall be so as I have said  
and with this gold for the oppressed  
An habitation I will build  
where they shall live in peace and ●est.    

Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, J. Wright, and J. ●l●●●e.