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 And Robin was methinks an ass,
 * to trust him with his breath.

His corps the prioress of the place,
 * (the day next that he died,)

Caused to be buried (in mean case)
 * Close by the high-way side;

And over him she caus’d a stone
 * to be fixed in the ground

An epitaph was set thereon,
 * wherein his name was found,

The day of the year, and date also,
 * she made to be set on there,

That all that by that way did go,
 * might see it plain appear;

That such a man as Robin Hood.
 * was buried in that place:

And how he liv’d in the green wood,
 * and robb’d there for a space.

It seems that tho’ the clergy he
 * had put to muckle woe.

He should not quite forgotten be,
 * altho’ he was their foe:

This woman tho’ she did him hate,
 * yet lov’d his memory;

And thought it a wonderous pity that
 * his fame with him should die.