SCEANE
.
I
,
Frier
.
HOlla
,
holla
,
holla
�
follow
,
follow
,
followe
.
Like
noyse
within
.
Now
benedicite
,
what
fowle
absurditie
,
follie
&
foolerie
had
like
to
followed
mee
!
I
&
my
mates
,
like
addle
pates
,
inuiting
great
States
,
to
see
our
last
play
,
are
hunting
the
hay
,
with
ho
,
that
way
,
the
goodly
Heart
ranne
,
with
followe
little
Iohn
,
Much
play
the
man
;
and
I
,
like
a
sot
,
haue
wholly
forgot
the
course
of
our
plot
:
but
crosse-bowe
lye
downe
,
come
on
Friers
gowne
,
hoode
couer
my
crowne
,
and
with
a
lowe
becke
,
preuent
a
sharpe
checke
.
Blithe
sit
yee
all
,
and
winke
at
our
rude
cry
,
Minde
where
wee
left
,
in
Sheerewod
merrily
,
The
king
,
his
traine
,
Robin
,
his
yeomen
tall
Gone
to
the
wodde
to
see
the
fat
deare
fall
:
Wee
left
maid
Marian
busie
in
the
bower
,
And
prettie
linny
looking
,
euery
hower
,
For
their
returning
from
the
hunting
game
,
And
therefore
seeke
to
set
each
thing
in
frame
.
Warman
all
wofull
for
his
sinne
we
left
.
Sir
Doncaster
,
whose
villanies
and
theft
,
You
neuer
heard
of
,
but
too
soone
yee
shall
,
Hurt
with
the
Prior
;
shame
them
both
befall
,
They
two
will
make
our
mirth
be
short
and
small
.
But
least
I
bring
yee
sorrowe
ere
the
time
,
Pardon
I
beg
of
your
well
iudging
eyne
,
And
take
in
part
bad
prologue
,
and
rude
play
:
The
hunters
holloo
,
Tucke
must
needes
away
.
Therefore
downe
weede
,
bowe
doe
the
deede
,
to
make
the
Stagge
bleede
,
and
if
my
hand
speede
,
hey
for
a
cry
,
with
a
throate
strained
hie
,
&
a
lowde
yall
,
at
the
beasts
fall
.
Exit
.
Holloo
within
.
Enter
King
,
Ely
,
Fitzwater
,
Salsbury
,
Chester
,
Prince
Iohn
,
little
Iohn
,
Scathlocke
.
Kin.
Where
is
our
mother
?
Pr.
Iohn
.
Mounted
in
a
stand
.
Six
fallowe
deere
haue
dyed
by
her
hand
.
Fitz.
Three
Stags
I
slewe
.
Ely
.
Two
Bucks
by
me
fell
downe
.
Chest.
As
many
dyed
by
mee
.
Sals.
But
I
had
three
.
Prin.
Scathlocke
,
where
's
Much
Sca.
When
last
I
saw
him
,
may
it
please
your
Grace
,
He
and
the
Frier
footed
it
apace
.
Prin.
Scathlocke
,
no
Grace
,
your
fellowe
&
plaine
Iohn
.
Lit.
Ioh.
I
warrant
you
,
Much
will
be
here
anone
.
Pr.
Thinkst
thou
little
Iohn
,
that
he
must
Iinny
wed
's
Lit.
Ioh.
No
doubt
he
must
.
Prin.
Then
to
adorne
his
head
,
we
shall
haue
hornes
good
slore
.
King
.
God
,
for
thy
grace
,
How
could
I
misse
the
Stagge
I
had
in
chase
!
Twice
did
I
hit
him
in
the
very
necke
,
When
backe
my
arrowes
flewe
,
as
they
had
smit
On
some
sure
armour
.
Where
is
Robin
Hood
,
And
the
wighte
Scarlet
?
Seeke
them
little
Iohn
,
Exit
Ioh.
I
le
haue
that
Stagge
before
I
dine
to day
.
¶
Enter
Much
.
Much
.
O
the
frier
,
the
frier
,
the
frier
.
King
.
Why
,
how
now
Much
?
Cry
ye
mercy
,
master
king
.
Marry
this
is
the
matter
;
Scarlet
is
following
the
Stagge
you
hit
,
and
has
almost
lodg'd
him
:
now
the
Frier
has
the
best
bowe
,
but
yours
,
in
all
the
field
:
which
and
Scarlet
had
,
he
would
haue
him
straight
.
Kin.
Where
is
thy
master
?
Much
.
Nay
,
I
cannot
tell
,
nor
the
Frier
neither
.
Scath.
I
heare
them
holloo
,
farre
off
in
the
wod
.
King
.
Come
Much
,
canst
lead
vs
where
as
Scarlet
is
?
Muc.
Neuer
feare
you
;
follow
me
,
Exeunt
,
hollooing
.
SCEANE
.
IIII
.
¶
Winde
hornes
.
Enter
King
,
Queene
,
Iohn
,
Fitzwater
,
Ely
,
Chester
,
Salsbury
,
Lester
,
little
Iohn
,
Frier
Tuck
,
Scarlet
,
Scathlocke
,
and
Much
.
Frier
Tuck
carrying
a
Stags
head
,
dauncing
.
King
.
Gramercy
Frier
for
thy
glee
,
Thou
greatly
hast
contented
mee
,
What
with
thy
sporting
and
thy
game
,
I
sweare
I
highly
pleased
am
.
Fri.
It
was
my
masters
whole
desire
That
maiden
,
yeoman
,
swaine
and
frier
Their
arts
and
wits
should
all
apply
,
For
pleasure
of
your
Maiestie
.
Qu.
Some
Richard
,
looke
I
pray
you
on
the
ring
,
That
was
about
the
necke
of
the
last
stagge
.
Chest.
Was
his
name
Scarlet
,
that
shot
off
his
necke
?
Iohn
.
Chester
,
it
was
this
honest
fellow
Scarlet
:
This
is
the
fellowe
,
and
a
yeoman
bold
,
As
euer
courst
the
swift
Hart
on
the
molde
.
King
.
Frier
,
here
's
somewhat
grau'd
vpon
the
Ring
,
I
pray
thee
reade
it
.
Meane while
list
to
mee
;
This
while
,
most
compassing
the
Frier
about
the
Ring
.
Scarlet
and
Scathlock
,
you
bold
bretheren
,
Twelue
pence
a
day
I
giue
each
for
his
fee
,
And
hence
forth
see
yee
liue
like
honest
men
.
Both
.
We
will
my
Liege
,
else-let
vs
dye
the
death
.
Much
.
A
boone
,
a
boone
,
vpon
my
knee
,
Good
king
Richard
,
I
begge
of
thee
.
For
indeede
sir
,
the
troth
is
,
Much
is
my
father
,
and
hee
is
one
of
your
tenants
in
Kings
Mill
at
Wakefield
all
on
a
greene
:
O
there
dwelleth
a
iolly
pinder
,
at
Wakefield
all
on
a
greene
:
Now
I
would
haue
you
,
if
you
wil
doe
so
much
for
mee
,
to
set
mee
forward
in
the
way
of
marriage
to
Iinny
:
the
mill
would
not
be
cast
away
vpon
vs
.
King
.
Much
,
be
thou
euer
master
of
that
mill
,
I
giue
it
thee
for
thine
inheritance
.
Much
.
Thanks
pretious
Prince
of
curtesie
.
I
le
to
Inny
,
and
tell
her
of
my
lands
yfaith
.
Exit
Ioh.
Here
Frier
,
here
,
here
it
begins
,
Fri.
read
.
When
Harold
hare-foote
raigned
king
,
About
my
necke
he
put
this
ring
.
King
.
In
Harolds
time
,
more
than
a
hundred
yeare
,
Hath
this
ring
bene
about
this
newe
slaine
Deere
!
I
am
sory
now
it
dyde
:
but
let
the
same
Head
,
ring
and
all
be
sent
to
Notingham
,
And
in
the
Castle
kept
for
monuments
.
Fitz.
My
Liege
,
I
heard
an
olde
tale
long
agoe
,
That
Harold
being
Goodwins
sonne
of
Kent
,
When
he
had
got
faire
Englands
gouernment
,
Hunted
for
pleasure
once
within
this
wood
,
And
singled
out
a
faire
and
stately
Stagge
,
Which
foote
to
foote
,
the
king
in
running
caught
:
And
sure
this
was
the
Stagge
.
King
.
It
was
no
doubt
.
Chest.
But
some
my
Lord
affirme
,
That
Iulius
Caesar
many
yeares
before
,
Tooke
such
a
Stag
,
and
such
a
Poesie
writ
.
King
.
It
should
not
be
in
Iulius
Caesars
time
:
There
was
no
English
vsed
in
this
Land
,
Untill
the
Saxons
came
,
and
this
is
writ
In
Saxon
characters
.
Ioh.
Well
,
't
was
a
goodly
beast
.
¶
Enter
Robin
Hoode
.
King
.
How
now
earle
Robert
?
Fri,
A
forfet
,
a
forfet
,
my
liege
Lord
.
My
masters
lawes
are
on
record
,
The
Court-roll
here
your
Grace
may
see
.
King
.
I
pray
thee
Frier
,
read
them
mee
.
Fri.
One
shall
suffice
,
and
this
is
hee
.
No
man
that
commeth
in
this
wod
,
To
feast
,
or
dwell
with
Robin
Hood
,
Shall
call
him
Earle
,
Lord
,
Knight
,
or
Squire
,
He
no
such
titles
doth
desire
,
But
Robin
Hood
,
plaine
Robin
Hoode
,
That
honest
yeoman
stout
and
good
,
On
paine
of
forfetting
a
marke
,
That
must
be
paid
to
mee
his
Clarke
.
My
liege
,
my
liege
,
this
lawe
you
broke
,
Almost
in
the
last
word
you
spoke
.
That
crime
may
not
acquited
bee
,
Till
Frier
Tuck
receiue
his
fee
.
(
Casts
him
purse
.
King
.
There
's
more
than
twenty
marks
,
mad
Frier
.
Fri.
If
thus
you
pay
the
Clarke
his
hire
,
Oft
may
you
forfet
,
I
desire
.
You
are
a
perfect
penitent
,
And
well
you
doe
your
wrong
repent
:
For
this
your
Highnesse
liberall
gift
,
I
here
absolue
you
without
shrift
.
King
.
Gramercies
Frier
.
Now
Robin
Hood
,
Sith
Robin
Hood
it
needes
must
bee
,
I
was
about
to
aske
before
,
If
thou
didst
see
the
great
Stags
fall
.
Rob.
I
did
my
Lord
,
I
sawe
it
all
.
But
missing
this
same
prating
Frier
,
And
hearing
you
so
much
desire
To
haue
the
lozels
companie
,
I
went
to
seeke
Small
honestie
.
Fri.
But
you
found
much
,
when
you
found
mee
.
Rob.
I
,
Much
my
man
:
but
not
a
iot
Of
honestie
in
thee
,
God
wot
.
Qu.
Robin
,
you
doe
abuse
the
Frier
.
Fri.
Madam
,
I
dare
not
call
him
lyer
,
He
may
be
bold
with
mee
,
he
knowes
.
How
now
Prince
Iohn
,
how
goes
,
how
goes
This
wod-mans
life
with
you
to day
?
My
fellow
Wodnet
you
would
bee
.
Ioh.
I
am
thy
fellowe
,
thou
dost
see
:
And
to
be
plaine
,
as
God
me
saue
,
So
well
I
like
thee
,
merry
knaue
,
That
I
thy
company
must
haue
:
Nay
,
and
I
will
.
Fri.
Nay
,
and
you
shall
.
Rob.
My
Lord
,
you
neede
not
feare
at
all
,
But
you
shall
haue
his
company
,
He
will
be
bold
I
warrant
you
.
King
.
Know
you
where
ere
a
spring
is
nie
?
Faine
would
I
drink
,
I
am
right
dry
.
Rob.
I
haue
a
drinke
within
my
bower
,
Of
pleasing
taste
,
and
soueraigne
power
:
My
reuerend
vncle
giues
it
mee
,
To
giue
vnto
your
Maiestie
.
King
.
I
would
be
loath
indeede
,
being
in
heate
,
To
drinke
cold
water
.
Let
vs
to
thy
bower
.
Ro.
Runne
Frier
before
,
&
bid
my
vnkle
be
in
readines
.
Fr.
Gon
with
a
trice
,
on
such
good
businesse
.
Exeu�t
omnes
.