A Select Collection of Old English Plays…
“ FRIAR. Is this Prince John? Give me thy hand, thou art a proper man: And for this morning's work, by saints above, Be ever sure of Friar Tuck's true love.JOHN. Be not offended that I touch thy shrine; Make this hand happy: let it fold in thine. Enter ROBIN HOOD, FITZWATER, ELY, WARMAN.ROB. H. What saucy woodman, Marian, stands so near?JOHN. A woodman, Robin, that would strike your deer With all his heart. Nay, never look so strange, You see this fickle world is full of change: John is a ranger, man, compell'd to range.FITZ. You are young, wild lord, and well may travel bear. ”
