Then one of his men who was near him said, “Good master, thou wottest not the force that Robin Hood has about him and how little he cares for warrant of king or sheriff. Truly, no one likes to go on this service, for fear of cracked crowns and broken bones.”
“Then I hold all Nottingham men to be cowards,” said the Sheriff. “And let me see the man in all Nottinghamshire that dare disobey the warrant of our sovereign lord King Harry7, for, by the shrine8 of Saint Edmund, I will hang him forty cubits high! But if no man in Nottingham dare win fourscore angels, I will send elsewhere, for there should be men of mettle9 somewhere in this land.”
Then he called up a messenger in whom he placed great trust, and bade him saddle his horse and make ready to go to Lincoln Town to see whether he could find anyone there that would do his bidding and win the reward. So that same morning the messenger started forth10 upon his errand.
Bright shone the sun upon the dusty highway that led from Nottingham to Lincoln, stretching away all white over hill and dale. Dusty was the highway and dusty the throat of the messenger, so that his heart was glad when he saw before him the Sign of the Blue Boar Inn, when somewhat more than half his journey was done. The inn looked fair to his eyes, and the shade of the oak trees that stood around it seemed cool and pleasant, so he alighted from his horse to rest himself for a time, calling for a pot of ale to refresh his thirsty throat.
There he saw a party of right jovial11 fellows seated beneath the spreading oak that shaded the greensward in front of the door. There was a tinker, two barefoot friars, and a party of six of the King’s foresters all clad in Lincoln green, and all of them were quaffing12 humming ale and singing merry ballads13 of the good old times. Loud laughed the foresters, as jests were bandied about between the singing, and louder laughed the friars, for they were lusty men with beards that curled like the wool of black rams14; but loudest of all laughed the Tinker, and he sang more sweetly than any of the rest. His bag and his hammer hung upon a twig15 of the oak tree, and near by leaned his good stout16 cudgel, as thick as his wrist and knotted at the end.
“Come,” cried one of the foresters to the tired messenger, “come join us for this shot. Ho, landlord! Bring a fresh pot of ale for each man.”
The messenger was glad enough to sit down along with the others who were there, for his limbs were weary and the ale was good.
“Now what news bearest thou so fast?” quoth one, “and whither ridest thou today?”
The messenger was a chatty soul and loved a bit of gossip dearly; besides, the pot of ale warmed his heart; so that, settling himself in an easy corner of the inn bench, while the host leaned upon the doorway17 and the hostess stood with her hands beneath her apron18, he unfolded his budget of news with great comfort. He told all from the very first: how Robin Hood had slain the forester, and how he had hidden in the greenwood to escape the law; how that he lived therein, all against the law, God wot, slaying19 His Majesty’s deer and levying20 toll21 on fat abbot, knight22, and esquire, so that none dare travel even on broad Watling Street or the Fosse Way for fear of him; how that the Sheriff had a mind to serve the King’s warrant upon this same rogue23, though little would he mind warrant of either king or sheriff, for he was far from being a law- abiding24 man. Then he told how none could be found in all Nottingham Town to serve this warrant, for fear of cracked pates26 and broken bones, and how that he, the messenger, was now upon his way to Lincoln Town to find of what mettle the Lincoln men might be.
“Now come I, forsooth, from good Banbury Town,” said the jolly Tinker, “and no one nigh Nottingham — nor Sherwood either, an that be the mark — can hold cudgel with my grip. Why, lads, did I not meet that mad wag Simon of Ely, even at the famous fair at Hertford Town, and beat him in the ring at that place before Sir Robert of Leslie and his lady? This same Robin Hood, of whom, I wot, I never heard before, is a right merry blade, but gin he be strong, am not I stronger? And gin he be sly, am not I slyer? Now by the bright eyes of Nan o’ the Mill, and by mine own name and that’s Wat o’ the Crabstaff, and by mine own mother’s son, and that’s myself, will I, even I, Wat o’ the Crabstaff, meet this same sturdy rogue, and gin he mind not the seal of our glorious sovereign King Harry, and the warrant of the good Sheriff of Nottinghamshire, I will so bruise27, beat, and bemaul his pate25 that he shall never move finger or toe again! Hear ye that, bully28 boys?”
“Now art thou the man for my farthing,” cried the messenger. “And back thou goest with me to Nottingham Town.”
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1 robin | |
n.知更鸟,红襟鸟 | |
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n.头巾,兜帽,覆盖;v.罩上,以头巾覆盖 | |
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杀死,宰杀,杀戮( slay的过去分词 ); (slay的过去分词) | |
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n.男亲属 | |
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n.歹徒,亡命之徒;vt.宣布…为不合法 | |
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vi.(at)惊叹vt.感到惊异;n.令人惊异的事 | |
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vt.掠夺,蹂躏,使苦恼 | |
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n.勇气,精神 | |
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adv.向前;向外,往外 | |
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adj.快乐的,好交际的 | |
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v.痛饮( quaff的现在分词 );畅饮;大口大口将…喝干;一饮而尽 | |
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民歌,民谣,特别指叙述故事的歌( ballad的名词复数 ); 讴 | |
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n.公羊( ram的名词复数 );(R-)白羊(星)座;夯;攻城槌v.夯实(土等)( ram的第三人称单数 );猛撞;猛压;反复灌输 | |
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征(兵)( levy的现在分词 ); 索取; 发动(战争); 征税 | |
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n.过路(桥)费;损失,伤亡人数;v.敲(钟) | |
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