ROBIN HOOD and little John, They both are gone to fare, O, And we will to the greenwood go To see what they do there, O; And for to chase the buck and doe, To chase the buck and doe, O, And for to chase the buck and doe, With @3Halan To,@1 sing merry, O! We were up as soon as day To fetch the summer home, O, The summer is a-coming on And winter is a-gone, O: With @3Halan To,@1 sing merry, O! Those Frenchmen that made such a boast They shall eat the grey-goose feather, O, And we will eat up all the roast, In every land where'er we go, Sing @3Halan To,@1 and merry, O. Saint George next shall be our song, Saint George he was a knight, O, Of all the kings in Christendom King Georgy is the right, O. Sing @3Halan To,@1 and Georgy, O! Bless aunt Mary with power and might, God send us peace in merry England, Pray send us peace both day and night, For ever more in merry England. With @3Halan To,@1 sing merry, O! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COLOGNE; EPIGRAM by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE ON THE MEMORABLE VICTORY OF PAUL JONES by PHILIP FRENEAU UNDER THE SHADE OF THE TREES [MAY 10, 1863] by MARGARET JUNKIN PRESTON COWBOY VERSUS BRONCHO by JAMES BARTON ADAMS WHITE FOR MOURNING by AL-FATA AL-KAFIF IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH STANZAS, COMPOSED WHILE WALKING ON WARREN HILL, EARLY SUMMER'S MORNING by BERNARD BARTON |