And evil thyrfte on thy have said little john  
Right under thy hats bond.  
For thou hast made our master wroth.  
He is fasting so long  
who is your master said the monk  
Iohn said robin hood.  
He is a strong thief said the monk  
Of him heard I never good.  
Thou liest than said little Iohn  
And that shall reu the  
He is a yeoman of the forest.  
To dine he hath bode the  
Much was ready with a bolt.  
Rapely and anon.  
He set the monk on the breast  
To the ground that he can gone  
Of two and fifty wight yeomen.  
There abode not one.  
Save a little page and agronie  
To lead these some●s with Iohn  
They ●rought the 〈◊〉 to the log 〈◊〉  
w●der he were loath or lief  
For to speak with robin hood  
●●ugre in their teeth.  
R●●yn did adown his hood  
The monk when that he see  
The monk was not so courteous  
His hood than let he be  
He is a churl master by dear worthy god.  
Than said little Iohn  
No force thereof said robin