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 Have here your keys, said Adam Bell,

Mine office I here forsake,

And if you do by my couneellcouncell [sic],

A new porter do ye make.

He then threw their keys at their heads,

And bade them well to thryve,

And all that letteth any good yeoman,

To eomecome [sic] and eomfortcomfort [sic] his wyfe.

Thus be these good yeomen gone to the wood,

As lyghtly as leaf on lynd;

They leugh and be merry, in their mood,

Their enemies were ferr behind.

When they came to the Engle-wood,

Under the trusty tree,

There they found them bows full good,

And arrows full great plenty.

So God me help, said Adam Bell,

And Clym of the Clough so free;

I would we were in merry Carlile,

Before that fair meynye.

They set them down, and made good cheer,

And eat and drank full well,

Here ends a fyt of these yeomen;

Another I will you tell.

As they sat in the Engle-wood,

Under the green-wood tree.

They thought they heard a woman weep,

But her they might not see.