ROBIN HOOD'S PROGRESS TO NOTTINGHAM
From The English and Scottish Popular Ballads
by Francis James
This ballad is far more violent than the Robin Hood stories you might be
earliest ballads don't explain why Robin and his men became outlaws --
they just are. Over the centuries, various stories have been written about
the motivations behind Robin Hood becoming an outlaw. This is one of them.
It is more exciting but also more bloody than the 16th century theory that
Robin Hood became an outlaw because he went into debt. While this ballad
is first recorded in the 17th century, a summary of these events occurs
in the Sloane manuscript of 1600. It often opens the ballad collections
of the 17th and 18th century, and a somewhat cleaned up version commonly
appears in Robin Hood children's books even today.
In Howard Pyle's 1883 The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood of Great Renown in Nottinghamshire, Robin only killed one of the foresters. It was clearly self-defence, and he was felt great remorse at having taken a life. The Robin Hood of the ballads did not have the same morals as his counterpart in 19th century children's novels.
books and movies offer a different origin, but one that also involves foresters.
Much the Miller's Son was caught for killing a deer. He was hungry, yet
the laws of the time said that only the king could hunt deer. Robin stopped
the foresters from capturing Much. (This scene most notably appeared in the 1938 film The Adventures of Robin Hood starring Errol Flynn, and many later TV and film versions have included a variation of it.) The killing of deer and the forest laws
are themes that re-occur in many Robin Hood ballads.
stanzas of this ballad have survived in the memories of singers from Nova
Scotia, Canada. Those stanzas are of Robin killing and maiming with not even the
hint of motivation offered here.]
Robin Hood hee was and a tall young man,
And Robin Hood he was a proper young man,
courage stout and bold.
down derry derry down.
Robin Hood he would and to fair Nottingham,
the general for to dine;
There was he ware of fifteen forresters,
a drinking bear, ale, and wine.
'What news? What news?' said bold Robin Hood;
news, fain wouldest thou know?
'Our king hath provided a shooting-match:'
I'm ready with my bow.'
hold it in scorn,' then said the forresters,
Should bear a bow before our king,
not able to draw one string.'
'I'le hold you twenty marks,' said bold Robin Hood,
the leave of Our Lady,
That I'le hit a mark a hundred rod,
I'le cause a hart to dye.'
'We'l hold you twenty mark,' then said the forresters,
the leave of Our Lady,
Thou hitst not the marke a hundred rod,
causest a hart to dye.'
Robin Hood he bent up a noble bow,
a broad arrow he let flye,
He hit the mark a hundred rod,
he causest a hart to dye.'
Some said hee brake ribs one or two,
some said hee brake three;
The arrow within the hart would not abide,
it glanced in two or three.
The hart did skip, and the hart did leap,
the hart lay on the ground,
'The wager is mine,' said bold Robin Hood,
't were for a thousand pound.'
'The wager's none of thine,' then said the forresters,
thou beest in haste;
Take up thy bow, and get thee hence,
wee thy sides do baste.'
Robin Hood he took up his noble bow,
his broad arrows all amain,
And Robin Hood he laught, and begun to smile,
hee went over the plain.
Then Robin Hood hee bent his noble bow,
his broad arrows he let flye,
Till fourteen of these fifteen forresters
He that did this quarrel first begin
tripping over the plain,
But Robin Hood he bent his noble bow,
hee fetcht him back again.
'You said I was no archer,' said Robin Hood,
With that he sent another arrow
split his head in twain.
'You have found mee an archer,' saith Robin Hood,
will make your wives to wring,
And wish that you had never spoke the word,
I could not draw one string.'
The people that lived in fair Nottingham
Supposing to have taken bold Robin Hood,
the forresters that were slain.
Some lost legs, and some lost arms,
some did lose their blood,
But Robin Hood hee took up his noble bow,
is gone to the merry green wood.
They carryed these forresters into fair Nottingham,
They digd them graves in their church-yard,
they buried them all a row.