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The English and Scottish Popular Ballads

Edited by Francis James Child.
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THE JOLLY PINDER OF WAKEFIELD—B

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Percy MS., p. 15; Hales and Furnivall, I, 32.

[OMITTED]

1

But hold y [OMITTED] hold y [OMITTED] ’ says Robin,
‘My merrymen, I bid yee,
For this [is] one of the best pindars
That euer I saw with mine eye.

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2

‘But hast thou any meat, thou iolly pindar,
For my merrymen and me?’
[OMITTED]
[OMITTED]

3

‘But I haue bread and cheese,’ sayes the pindar,
‘And ale all on the best:’
‘That's cheere good enoughe,’ said Robin,
‘For any such vnbidden guest.

4

‘But wilt be my man?’ said good Robin,
‘And come and dwell with me?
And twise in a yeere thy clothing [shall] be changed
If my man thou wilt bee,
The tone shall be of light Lincolne greene,
The tother of Picklory.’

5

‘Att Michallmas comes a well good time,
When men haue gotten in their ffee;
I'le sett as litle by my master
As he now setts by me,
I'le take my benbowe in my hande,
And come into the grenwoode to thee.’