HOOD AND LITTLE JOHN
From The English and Scottish Popular Ballads
by Francis James Child, 1888.
John was practically Robin Hood's equal in the early ballads and references.
Oh, Robin was clearly the leader, but Little John was almost as big a star.
On some occasions, it's Little John who saves the day. In the 17th century,
ballads were composed explaining how various Merry Men met Robin Hood.
Such "origin" stories follow the same basic pattern. The story of Robin
Hood and Little John is the most famous. The quarterstaff duel continues to appear in Robin Hood novels, movies, TV shows and comic books. However, in some modern versions, such as the 1991 film Robin Hood - Prince of Thieves, Robin wins the duel.]
For further information on Little John, check out the article on my Beginner's Guide to Robin Hood section. I also describe some of the historical people named Little John on my Search for a Real Robin Hood section. The links take you directly to the Little John segments.
When Robin Hood was about twenty years
a hey down down and a down
He happend to meet Little John,
A jolly brisk blade, right fit for the trade,
he was a lusty young man.
Tho he was calld Little, his limbs they were
stature was seven foot high;
Where-ever he came, they quak'd at his name,
soon he would make them to fly.
How they came acquainted, I'll tell you in
will but listen a while;
For this very jest, amongst all the rest,
think it may cause you to smile.
Robin Hood said to his jolly bowmen,
tarry you here in this grove;
And see that you all observe well my call,
thorough the forest I rove.
We have had no sport for these fourteen long
now abroad will I go;
Now should I be beat, and cannot retreat,
horn I will presently blow.
Then did he shake hands with his merry men all,
bid them at present good b'w'ye;
Then, as near a brook his journey he took,
stranger he chancd to espy.
They happend to meet on a long narrow bridge,
neither of them would give way;
Quoth bold Robin Hood, and sturdily stood,
show you right Nottingham play.
With that from his quiver an arrow he drew,
broad arrow with a goose-wing:
The stranger reply'd, I'll liquor thy hide,
thou offerst to touch the string.
Quoth bold Robin Hood, Thou dost prate like
I to bend but my bow,
I could send a dart quite thro thy proud heart,
thou couldst strike me one blow.
talkst like a coward,' the stranger re-
armd with a long bow, you stand,
To shoot at my breast, while I, I protest,
nought but a staff in my hand.'
name of a coward,' quoth Robin, 'I scorn,
my long bow I'll lay by;
And now, for thy sake, a staff I will take,
truth of thy manhood to try.'
Robin Hood stept to a thicket of trees,
chose him a staff of ground-oak;
Now this being done, away he did run
the stranger, and merrily spoke:
see my staff, it is lusty and tough,
here on the bridge we will play;
Whoever falls in, the other shall win
battel, and so we'll away.
all my whole heart,' the stranger re-
in the least to give out;'
This said, they fell to't without more dispute,
their staffs they did flourish about.
first Robin he gave the stranger a bang,
hard that it made his bones ring:
The stranger he said, This must be repaid,
give you as good as you bring.
long as I'm able to handle my staff,
die in your debt, friend, I scorn:
Then to it each goes, and followd their blows,
if they had been threshing of corn.
stranger gave Robin a crack on the crown,
caused the blood to appear;
Then Robin, enrag'd, more fiercely engag'd,
followd his blows more severe.
thick and fast did he lay it on him,
a passionate fury and ire,
At every stroke, he made him to smoke,
if he had been all on fire.
then into fury the stranger he grew,
gave him a damnable look,
And with it a blow that laid him full low,
tunbld him into the brook.
prithee, good fellow, O where art thou
in laughter, he cry'd;
Quoth bold Robin Hood, Good faith, in the
along with the tide.
needs must acknowledge thou art a brave
thee I'll no longer contend;
For needs must I say, thous hast got the day,
battle shall be at an end.
unto the bank he did presently wade,
pulld himself out by a thorn;
Which done, at the last, he blowd a loud blast
on his fine bugle-horn.
eccho of which through the vallies did fly,
which his stout bowmen appeard,
All clothd in green, most gay to be seen;
up to their master they steerd.
what's the matter?' quoth William Stutely;
master, you are wet to the skin:'
'No matter,' quoth he; 'the lad which you see,
fighting, hath tumbld me in.'
shall not go scot-free,' the others reply'd;
strait they were seizing him there,
To duck him likewise; but Robin Hood cries,
is a stout fellow, forbear.
no one shall wrong thee, friend, be
bowmen upon me do wait;
There's threescore and nine; if thou wilt be
shalt have my livery strait.
other accoutrements fit for a man;
up, jolly blade, never fear;
I'll teach you also the use of the bow,
shoot at the fat fallow-deer.
here is my hand,' the stranger reply'd,
serve you with all my whole heart;
My name is John Little, a man of good mettle;
doubt me, for I'll play my part.'
name shall be alterd,' quoth William
I will his godfather be;
Prepare then a feast, and none of the least,
we will be merry,' quoth he.
presently fetchd in a brace of fat does,
humming strong liquor likewise;
They lovd what was good; so, in the green
pretty sweet babe they baptize.
was, I must tell you, but seven foot high,
may be, an ell in the waste;
A pretty sweet lad; much feasting they had;
Robin the christning grac'd.
all his bowmen, which stood in a ring,
were of the Notti[n]gham breed;
Brave Stutely comes then, with seven yeomen,
did in this manner proceed.
infant was called John Little,' quoth he,
name shall be changed anon;
The words we'll transpose, so where-ever he
shall be calld Little John.'
all with a shout made the elements ring,
soon as the office was ore;
To feasting they went, with true merriment,
tippld strong liquor gillore.
Robin he took the pretty sweet babe,
cloathd him from top to the toe
In garments of green, most gay to be seen,
gave him a curious long bow.
shalt be an archer as well as the best,
range in the greenwood with us;
Where we'll not want gold nor silver, be-
bishops have ought in their purse.
live here like squires, or lords of renown,
ere a foot of free land;
We feast on good cheer, with wine, ale, and
thing at our command.'
musick and dancing did finish the day;
length, when the sun waxed low,
Then all the whole train the grove did refrain,
unto their caves they did go.
so ever after, as long as he livd,
he was proper and tall,
Yet nevertheless, the truth to express,
Little John they did him call.