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 ( 8 ) That little boy was town fwine herd; And kept fair Alice’s fwine, He had feen Cloudellie in the wood, And gave him three to dine. So went through a crevice of the wall Swift to the wood he run There he met with thefe wight yeomen. Speedily and anon. Aas ! then, faid the little boy, You tarry here too long; Cloudeflie’s ta’en and doom’d to death And ready to be hang’d. Alas! then faid good Adam Bell, That e’er we law this day : He might have tarried here with us, For oft we did him pray. He might have ftaid in the foreft, Under the fhadows green, And kept himfelf and us at reft, Out of trouble and teen. Adam then bent a right good bow, A great hart foon had flain ; Take that, child, he laid, to thy dinner, And bring my arrow again. We go hence, faid the jolly yeomen Tarry no longer here; We fhall him borrow by good fat; Though we buy it fell dear. To Carlifle went thefe good yeomen. In a merry morn of May ;