Adam Bell, Clym of the Clough, and William of Cloudeslie (1840-1850)
“ Then spoke William of Cloudeslie, By him that for me died, I hold him never a good archer That shooteth at butts so wide. At what a butt, now, wold ye shoot? I pray thee tell to me; At such a butt, Sir, then he said, As men use in my countrie. William then went into a field With his two brethren; There they set up two hazel rods, Twenty score paces between. I hold him an archer, said Cloudeslie, That yonder wand cleaveth in two; Here is none such, said the King, Nor no man can so do. ”
