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Little Red Riding Hood

Little Red Riding Hood is a kind and innocent little girl. She loves to visit her grandma who lives in the forest, bringing her delicious sweets and bread. She never leaves home without her red hood, which was a special gift from Grandma. However, one day she disobeys her mother and learns a great lesson.

Origin Of The Story

The classic tale of Little Red Riding Hood originated from European fables of the 20th century, its best-known version was published by the Brothers Grimm. Over the years the story has spread to several countries and has undergone numerous adaptations, making it one of the most well-known fables in the world.

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The story of Little Red Riding Hood has many lessons. The main message for children is to obey adults and how trusting strangers can be dangerous. The tale also shows that appearances are deceiving and that sometimes a path may seem easier, but it is not always the best one to follow.

Little Red Riding Hood

Little Red Riding Hood is a kind and innocent little girl. She loves to visit her grandma who lives in the forest, bringing her delicious sweets and bread. She never leaves home without her red hood, which was a special gift from Grandma. However, one day she disobeys her mother and learns a great lesson.

Origin Of The Story

The classic tale of Little Red Riding Hood originated from European fables of the 20th century, its best-known version was published by the Brothers Grimm. Over the years the story has spread to several countries and has undergone numerous adaptations, making it one of the most well-known fables in the world.

What Children Will Learn

The story of Little Red Riding Hood has many lessons. The main message for children is to obey adults and how trusting strangers can be dangerous. The tale also shows that appearances are deceiving and that sometimes a path may seem easier, but it is not always the best one to follow.

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The story of Little Red Riding Hood

[en español]

by Leanne Guenther

Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lived in a village near the forest.   Whenever she went out, the little girl wore a red riding cloak, so everyone in the village called her Little Red Riding Hood.

One morning, Little Red Riding Hood asked her mother if she could go to visit her grandmother as it had been awhile since they'd seen each other.

"That's a good idea," her mother said.  So they packed a nice basket for Little Red Riding Hood to take to her grandmother.

When the basket was ready, the little girl put on her red cloak and kissed her mother goodbye.

"Remember, go straight to Grandma's house," her mother cautioned.  "Don't dawdle along the way and please don't talk to strangers!  The woods are dangerous."

"Don't worry, mommy," said Little Red Riding Hood, "I'll be careful."

But when Little Red Riding Hood noticed some lovely flowers in the woods, she forgot her promise to her mother.  She picked a few, watched the butterflies flit about for awhile, listened to the frogs croaking and then picked a few more.  

Little Red Riding Hood was enjoying the warm summer day so much, that she didn't notice a dark shadow approaching out of the forest behind her...

Suddenly, the wolf appeared beside her.

"What are you doing out here, little girl?" the wolf asked in a voice as friendly as he could muster.

"I'm on my way to see my Grandma who lives through the forest, near the brook,"  Little Red Riding Hood replied.

Then she realized how late she was and quickly excused herself, rushing down the path to her Grandma's house. 

The wolf, in the meantime, took a shortcut...

The wolf, a little out of breath from running, arrived at Grandma's and knocked lightly at the door.

"Oh thank goodness dear!  Come in, come in!  I was worried sick that something had happened to you in the forest," said Grandma thinking that the knock was her granddaughter.

The wolf let himself in.  Poor Granny did not have time to say another word, before the wolf gobbled her up!

The wolf let out a satisfied burp, and then poked through Granny's wardrobe to find a nightgown that he liked.  He added a frilly sleeping cap, and for good measure, dabbed some of Granny's perfume behind his pointy ears.

A few minutes later, Red Riding Hood knocked on the door.  The wolf jumped into bed and pulled the covers over his nose.  "Who is it?" he called in a cackly voice.

"It's me, Little Red Riding Hood."

"Oh how lovely!  Do come in, my dear," croaked the wolf.

When Little Red Riding Hood entered the little cottage, she could scarcely recognize her Grandmother.

"Grandmother!  Your voice sounds so odd.  Is something the matter?" she asked.

"Oh, I just have touch of a cold," squeaked the wolf adding a cough at the end to prove the point.

"But Grandmother!  What big ears you have," said Little Red Riding Hood as she edged closer to the bed.

"The better to hear you with, my dear," replied the wolf.

"But Grandmother!  What big eyes you have," said Little Red Riding Hood.

"The better to see you with, my dear," replied the wolf.

"But Grandmother!  What big teeth you have," said Little Red Riding Hood her voice quivering slightly.

"The better to eat you with, my dear," roared the wolf and he leapt out of the bed and began to chase the little girl.

Almost too late, Little Red Riding Hood realized that the person in the bed was not her Grandmother, but a hungry wolf.

She ran across the room and through the door, shouting, "Help!  Wolf!" as loudly as she could.

A woodsman who was chopping logs nearby heard her cry and ran towards the cottage as fast as he could.

He grabbed the wolf and made him spit out the poor Grandmother who was a bit frazzled by the whole experience, but still in one piece."Oh Grandma, I was so scared!"  sobbed Little Red Riding Hood, "I'll never speak to strangers or dawdle in the forest again."

"There, there, child.  You've learned an important lesson.  Thank goodness you shouted loud enough for this kind woodsman to hear you!"

The woodsman knocked out the wolf and carried him deep into the forest where he wouldn't bother people any longer.

Little Red Riding Hood and her Grandmother had a nice lunch and a long chat.

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Good Guy Robin Hood. 50 famous mysteries of the Middle Ages

Nice Guy Robin Hood

Robin Hood is one of the few legendary heroes of English ballads, along with King Arthur, who went beyond folklore and became an important cultural reality. He becomes the hero of literary works, performances are staged about him, numerous films are made, etc. Everyone remembers the legend about him from childhood. Robin Hood - the hero of medieval English folk ballads, the leader of the forest robbers - acted with his gang in the forests near Nottingham and fought for justice - robbed the rich knights and priests, giving the spoils to the poor. This legend of the noble robber has been living for more than seven centuries, and scientists still have not been able to establish who Robin Hood really was and whether he really existed.

When studying the history of the famous robber, it is almost impossible to separate fact from fiction. The first legends about Robin Hood (ballads about Robin Hood were recorded as far back as the 14th century), no doubt, were told and retold over several centuries and subsequently acquired more and more new details. In terms of the number of references in ancient legends and ballads, he has almost no equal. In one of the most complete collections of English ballads published in the 19th century, there are 40 works about Robin Hood. The "poems of Robin Hood" are mentioned in William Langland's poem "The Vision of Peter the Plowman" ("Piers Plowman"), published in 1377. It is symptomatic that the name Robin Hood is first mentioned in a poem in the center of which stands a man from the people, a simple plowman, "serving the truth with labor." It is also symptomatic that this mention immediately preceded Wat Tyler's peasant war (1381), when, according to Thomas Walsingham, the following slogan was put forward by the rebels in the form of an ironic question:

When Adam plowed and Eve spun,

Who was a gentleman then?

Langland's contemporary Geoffrey Chaucer in "Troilus and Cressin" mentions "a thicket of hazel where the merry Robin walked." Moreover, the "Tale of Gaymelin", which was included by Chaucer in the "Canterbury Tales", also depicts a robber hero.

There is no doubt that in this era the legends about Robin Hood, which arose in antiquity, were enriched with new details. In parliamentary rolls 1439of the year, it is said about a certain Piers Venables, who "together with many others who remained unknown, having made a rebellion, went into the forests, as once Robin Hood and his retinue. "

The 15th century seems to have been the heyday of folk ballads about Robin Hood. The first handwritten notes of ballads that have come down to us belong to this time. At the very beginning of the 16th century (in 1510), a book of ballads about Robin Hood, the so-called "Small Gesta [3] about Robin Hood and his band", was first printed.

At the end of the 15th century, an unknown author wrote "The Ballad of Robin Hood": "Robin was a proud robber," he imagined his hero, "he lived without fear, and loved merry songs." In each of the four stories that make up the ballad, the reader meets with the brave leader of the forest detachment of "merry robbers" who attacked the rich and helped the poor. In the first novel, Robin lends money and his trusty squire Little John to an impoverished knight in order to get revenge on the greedy abbot. In the second, he cunningly forces the hated sheriff from Nottingham to dine with him venison, which the robbers got in the patrimony of the law enforcement officer - Sherwood Forest. In the third, Robin recognizes King Edward in disguise, who arrives incognito in Nottingham to investigate violations of the law by local rulers, and enters his service. The final part of the ballad, published in 1495, tells of Robin's return to robbery and the betrayal of the abbess of Kirkley Abbey, who brings him to death by bloodletting when he comes to her convent to heal.

In 16th century England, this hero became a real favorite of the common people. Residents of villages and provincial towns like Stratford, the birthplace of Shakespeare, devoted May-day to Robin Hood. On this day, young people danced around the "May Pole" (may-pol), singing songs about the famous folk hero; some, wearing green jackets and armed with bows, played in the forest before the assembled crowd the adventures of Robin Hood, Little John and other "merry people" of the green forest.

Quite often it has been suggested that Robin Hood is not only a collective face of folklore. Historians have long been looking for a prototype of the legendary hero. The existence of Robin Hood is documented. But the trouble is, these documents cover too much historical period and sometimes argue with each other! Several historical figures have been identified that could serve as prototypes for the legendary Robin. In the census registers for 1228 and 1230, the name of Robert Hood, nicknamed Brownie, is mentioned, about which it is said that he was a fugitive from justice. Around the same time, a popular movement arose under the leadership of Sir Robert Twing: the rebels raided the monasteries, and the looted grain was distributed to the poor. However, the name Robert Hood was quite common, so scientists are inclined to believe that a certain Robert Fitzug, a contender for the title of Earl of Huntington, who was born around 1160 and died in 1247, became the prototype of Robin Hood. In some reference books, these years even appear as dates for the life of Robin Hood, although written sources of that time do not contain any mention of a rebellious aristocrat named Robert Fitzug.

Information about the "robber biography" of Robin Hood can be found in 1361: a man with this name and way of life was mentioned in the annals by the Scottish historian Jarred Fordun (? - 1386).

The next "non-legendary" report about Robin Hood belongs to the chronicles of the 16th century. According to the famous chronicler John Stowe, who describes the history of the XIV century, he was a robber who led a gang, which included a hundred fighters who were proficient with bow and arrows. The historian writes that although the robbers traded in robbery, Robin Hood “never allowed harassment or other violence against women. He did not touch the poor, distributing to them everything that he took away from the saints and noble rich.

In 1988 Nottingham City Council released a lengthy report on its most famous citizen, Robin Hood. Over the years, the council received thousands of inquiries from individuals and organizations about himself and his brave squad. Despite the centuries-old history of legends about Robin Hood, the members of the city council have subjected the legend of the elusive leader of good robbers to the most serious doubts. As a result of a careful study of historical chronicles and other ancient monuments, several groups of independent historians came to the conclusion that the brave hero, who allegedly robbed the rich to help the poor, did not even know the maiden Marianne (according to legend, Robin Hood's beloved). Monk Took is just a fictional character, and Little John was a vicious and grouchy person who has nothing to do with the character of folklore. Well, this version also has the right to exist ...

One of the most exciting questions - so who was the king in the days of Robin Hood? The dating of the historical events that formed the basis of the stories about Robin Hood is further complicated by the fact that different versions of the legend mention different English monarchs. In The Vision of Peter the Ploughman, along with Robin Hood, Randolph, Earl of Chester is mentioned. The latter is a real historical person. He lived during the reign of the Norman kings Richard I, John Landless and Henry III, that is, in the second half of the XII - the first half of the XIII century. By this time, some researchers attribute the emergence of the first legends about Robin Hood.

According to other English ballads, he lived at the beginning of the 14th century during the reign of King Edward II, but at present the most popular fictional version by Walter Scott, according to which Robin Hood lived in the second half of the 12th century (that is, he was a contemporary of Richard the Lionheart and John the Landless). In 1819, Walter Scott used the image of Robin Hood as a prototype for one of the characters in the novel Ivanhoe. But research by historians has debunked this myth.

Sir Walter Bower, one of the first historians of the Robin Hood question, believed that he was a participant in the 1265 rebellion against King Henry III, which was led by a royal relative, Simon de Montfort. After the defeat of de Montfort, many of the rebels did not disarm and continued to live like the hero of the ballads Robin Hood. “At this time,” Bower wrote, “the famous robber Robin Hood … began to enjoy great influence among those who were disinherited and outlawed for participating in the rebellion. ” The main contradiction of Bower's hypothesis is that the longbow mentioned in the Robin Hood ballads had not yet been invented during de Montfort's rebellion.

Graham Black, director of the Nottingham Tales of Robin Hood exhibition, believes that the real history of Robin Hood began in 1261, when a certain William, son of Robert Smith, was outlawed in Berkshire. The court clerk who wrote the decree named him William Robinhood, which must have been the young man's nickname. In support of this version, other court documents were found that recorded such a spelling of the nickname.

15th century documents mention a "Robin Hood stone" in Yorkshire. It follows from this that the ballads, and perhaps the owner of the legendary name himself, were already well known by this time. Those inclined to look for traces of a genuine Robin Hood in the 1320s usually suggest the role of a noble robber, Robert Hood, a tenant from Wakefield, who in 1322 participated in the rebellion led by the Earl of Lancaster. According to sources, he lived in Wakefield, Yorkshire, in the thirteenth and fourteenth centuries. The documents record that the famous robber was born in 1290 year and was named Robert Hood. And although in the old registers three spellings of the surname are given: God, Goad and Good, no one disputes the origin of Robin - he was a servant of the Earl of Warren. Soon Robin moved into the service of a new owner, Sir Thomas Lancaster. When the earl led a rebellion against King Edward II, Robin, like the other servants of the earl, had no choice but to obey his master and take up arms. But the uprising was crushed, Lancaster was captured and beheaded, his possessions were confiscated by the king, and the earl serfs who participated in the rebellion were outlawed. Robin found the perfect hideout in the backwoods of Sherwood Forest, covering an area of ​​25 square miles. Through Sherwood and adjacent to it at that time Barnsdale forest, the Northern road laid by the Romans passed, on which there was a very busy traffic. This attracted the robbers as the surest source of prey. In support of the hypothesis, information is given that when King Edward II visited the Earl of Warren, he took into his service as a valet a certain Robert Hood, who was paid a salary for the next 12 months, after which this Hood was returned to the Earl of Warren. All these facts are in good agreement with the events set forth in the third part of The Ballad of Robin Hood. If we take the mention of King Edward II as a starting point, it turns out that the hero-robber performed his exploits in the first quarter of the 14th century. However, can the "Ballad of Robin Hood" be considered an indisputable source for chronology?

According to other versions, Robin Hood appears on the historical scene a little earlier - as a brave warrior of King Richard I the Lionheart, whose reign fell on the period from 1189 to 1199. But this is most likely a tribute to the romantic tradition, which sprouted generously with the light hand of Walter Scott (in the novel Ivanhoe).

Most likely, the question of the historical prototype of Robin Hood, as well as the time of the emergence of legends and ballads glorifying his exploits, will never leave the area of ​​​​speculation. Ballads often call him a "yeoman" (free peasant). So sometimes he calls himself. There is a ballad according to which his father was a forester and a famous archer. In another ballad, Robin Hood appears as the illegitimate son of the daughter of a noble count, who, fearing her father's wrath, went into the forest to give birth to her son. “Robin Hood was born not in a hall or in a room with painted walls, but in a green forest among lilies of the valley,” one of the ballads says.

There is also a version that calls Robin Hood a noble count who suffered from the intrigues of enemies. He held the title of Earl of Huntington and lived during the reign of Richard I (1189-1199). Such is he, for example, in the play The Fall and Death of Robert, Earl of Huntington, written about 1598 by Munday and Chettle.

It is worth noting that, perhaps, the title "Earl of Huntington" was at first a comic nickname: from the word hunt - hunting. The nickname is probably the name: Robin - Robert Hood, possibly derived from wood (forest) - "Robert living in the forest."

Nevertheless, the motif of "aristocratization" of Robin Hood could have originated among the people. Perhaps hidden in this desire to make their favorite a man of a noble family at all costs is the naive desire of ordinary people to say to the aristocracy: why are ours worse than yours? Therefore, the attribution of Robin Hood to the class of impoverished and ruined nobles most likely remains on the conscience of folk legends.

Only one thing can be stated with certainty about Robin Hood: the legend about him was constantly updated with new details. At first, Robin is just a tenant vassal, a farmer, but over time he turns into a noble exile. So, in the early ballads there is no mention of the maiden Marianne, Robin's lover or wife. She first appears in the later versions of the legend, which arose at the end of the 15th century. But the giant, nicknamed Little John, is already present in the band of robbers in the original versions of the legend. Little John, a former tanner, is the brightest image among Robin Hood's comrades in the green forest. He is nicknamed Little as a joke. In fact, this is a giant of colossal growth and strength. “Although they called him Little, he was large in body and seven feet tall” (“Robin Hood and John Little”). Little John is a faithful friend of Robin Hood, ready to sacrifice his life for him, and at the same time a joker and joker.

As for the fugitive monk Tuk, the opinions of researchers differ about him. It belongs, apparently, to later images. Some believe that this legendary character combines the features of several fugitive monks who, for one reason or another, found refuge in Sherwood Forest. Others believe that there really was such a cheerful person who loved to have fun in the company of "forest brothers". According to the second version that has won today (it is simply defended by most English historians), the monk Took was a real person - one Robert Stafford, a priest from Sussex, who lived at the beginning of the 15th century.

The merry and dangerous adventures of Robin Hood supposedly ended around 1346: he died at the hands of an enemy.

He was killed by a relative, the abbess of the Kirkley monastery. Robin, sick, came one day to her in the monastery and asked to let him bleed. The nun, seemingly affectionate and friendly, opened the vein to Robin Hood and waited for him to bleed. Then she left the room and locked the door behind her. Then Robin Hood realized that he had been betrayed. He wanted to jump out the window, but was unable to reach it. Then he weakly blew his horn three times. Little John heard his call and immediately appeared to Robin, but found him dying. “Put my bow next to me in the grave,” said Robin Hood, “it was sweet music to me. Make my grave properly: from green grass and pebbles. Dig it wide enough and long enough. Put a piece of turf under my head. Let people say when I am not alive: “Here lies the brave Robin Hood” ”(“ The Death of Robin Hood ”).

It must be admitted that he could have died in the monastery after a serious illness and without the intervention of an insidious nun. If the abbess treated Robin with copious bloodletting and klisters, then this completely and completely corresponded to the medical prescriptions of that time, as a result of which, weakened and exsanguinated, he could not recover from the illness.

Today, most researchers agree that Robin Hood symbolizes a certain type of robber hero, which was celebrated in legends passed down from generation to generation at least since the beginning of the 14th century. Robin Hood, according to a famous scientist, is "a pure creation of the folk muse", the invention of an unknown author who wanted to glorify a simple man who fought for justice. It is this that explains the universal appeal of the noble robber, so succinctly expressed in the parting blessing often found in the legends of Robin Hood: "Lord, have mercy on his soul, for he was a good robber and always helped the poor. "

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And although he lived outside the law,
He had a different law.

He revered the Mother of God
And he always said,
That no one of the wives
will ever harm.

Once in Barnsdale Little John
He was asked in front of everyone,
What should he do in the gang,
What is good - and what is sin?

- Explain who to shake,
and with whom to moderate the agility.
Where to run, whom to press,
Whom to beat off?

And Robin explained to him:
- Only God is above us -
Don't touch the plowman and the widows,
And those who helped us.

But the sheriff and the priests,
Ruthless as a knife,
You do not have mercy: they will kill you,
If you do not kill them.

“I will,” said Little John. –
I won't let them down.
Well, now it's time for the table,
I'm really hungry.

It's time for a drink, a snack,
I, Robin, fasting is not for the future.
And Robin Hood answered him:
- Wait a bit.

We have a custom in the forest0119 Who pays for lunch.

We are waiting for the moneybags: I will not sit down at the table
without guests.
The glass is fuller in the company,
The feast is more fun.

Go to the fork of the three roads,
Take cover there near
And as soon as a rider appears,
Slow him down.

Take it by the fat sides
And drag it here -
The reindeer tastes better when the gentlemen pay for the game
.

Baron, Bishop or Count -
Set the booty yourself.
Drag anyone - you will be right,
Any rich man will do.

Skatelock, Little John and Much
Lie in ambush,
Hours past, the day is gone,
Suddenly, a rider in the distance.

The rider is stooped, downcast and gray,
He is about to fall,
No arrogance, gloss and manners,
Mouth crooked from grief.

- Sir knight, hold your horse, -
Little John said, -
Let's go ahead, dinner is waiting for us,
I see you are tired.

- Who sent you? the rider asked.
And John said, sneering:
- We give reception behind that bush,
And Robin Hood is our prince.

- I heard the name; they say,
A tramp has a conscience.
Gives a reception - then let's go,
I won't refuse to eat.

Robin met them, seated them:
- It's time to go to the table!
We've been waiting for you for three hours,
The cooks have tried!

Pheasant, and swan, and deer -
Hunting is not bad;
Eat your fill and drink plenty -
Guests do not feel sorry for wine!

- I forgot when I ate like that, -
The guest said in response, -
I hope my turn will come
Giving you lunch.

- Thank you, - said Robin Hood, -
But the soul requires
No chickens in return, no wine in exchange,
A ringing penny!

- And I would be glad to pay for dinner,
Yes, no money at all;
Master, I am poorer than you -
Not even five coins.

- Isn't there a penny?
I'm just surprised.
I am upset and mourn with my soul,
What do you suffer damage.

Believe me, they often tell me,
That the wallet is empty -
And when you shake it, you will find it at once
Coins under the hollow.

Oh, knight, it's not good to lie,
God will punish you.
Would you order me to lend you,
So that you could pay off?

John, look, what if our guest
Forgot about the capital?
John took the guest's clothes in a handful,
searched in detail.

- He did not lie - an empty purse,
Empty pockets.
Looks like he really ran aground
And naked like an orphan.

- Pour some wine to the orphan.
Listen, rogue,
How did you get to this life,
What is the goal - like the whole people?

Did you squander money on girls?
It happens - hubby
Spending wife's capital,
And then he ran away.

- There was a castle, a strong family
And the family is a hundred years old.
But my family is in poverty,
And tomorrow the castle is gone.

I knew better years,
Other times.
When the house was full of friends,
Around the table - relatives.

Everything collapsed once, suddenly.
Everything has come to an end.
My eldest son was in trouble -
And with him, and I, father.

The boy went to the tournament,
And he is healthy to fight!
And fines had to be paid
For spilled blood.

I gave a house and land - everything as a pledge
I gave it to one abbey.
When I don't pay on time -
Then my native blood is gone.

I have to repay the loan
Until tomorrow.
The abbot is cruel, and duty is duty,
He ruined me.

– How much do you owe and to whom?
Please don't lie.
- Four hundred pounds waiting
At St. Mary's Abbey.

– What are you going to do,
When the land is taken away?
- Since you can't stand on the ground,
There will be ships.

I will sail across the sea, there,
Where for Jerusalem
There is a battle going on with the pagans.
We will stand for the faith.

– Where are the true friends
Whom you fed?
- While rich, they rush to you.
And the poor is not nice to them.

- And there is absolutely none,
Who could guarantee?
- Who will pity the poor?
One crucified God.

- You can't take money from God,
God is not then given to us.
Did not get hold of getting to know him
Neither Peter nor John.

Find another intercessor,
Or trouble will come!
- No, not to be found. Only the Mother of God -
She was always faithful.

- I swear, - exclaimed Robin Hood, -
Your intercessor is good!
And though all of England pass -
You will not find more reliable!

Come on, John, go to our cache,
Rummage in the chests,
Get four hundred coins -
And be sure!
- I don't understand, - remarked Much, -
Take or give?
- We fulfill our vow,
And there is much honor in that.

It's not good for a knight to be
Both poor and miserable,
And so that the villain of high roads
Don't help him!

Give him some more trousers
And we'll build a raincoat!
Where has it been seen that a knight was
Ragged like that?

Little John shredded the cloth,
I estimated by eye,
I measured the length by the bow,
And three feet in reserve.

- Well, you know, - Much told him, -
More than enough for the pants.
To such diligent furriers
To work with Satan!

- Don't be sorry, because you're not a priest, -
Will Skatelock intervened, -
Find a pair of good spurs
And a pair of boots to go with them.

- Here are the spurs, harness and bridle,
Cloth, coins, cloak;
But, Robin, I ought to have a horse -
I'll carry the luggage at a gallop.

- Get a bay stallion
And a new saddle!
To the one who is loved by the Virgin,
Lucky today.

And in a year you will repay my debt
Under a big tree!
It will wrap itself
Just in the spring smoke.

One thing is wrong - you need a page,
If the knight is so handsome.
Go together - into a rich house
Otherwise you won't enter.

You have a guide -
John will also go to the pages.
Although he wants to eat too often
And he drinks too much!

Canto two

I will always remember Barnsdale,
Where Robin helped me.
To arrive in York - there was a day left,
The deadline has come.

So the knight raced at full speed
And he said to John:
- Tomorrow we will win the argument
In St. Mary's Abbey!

In the meantime, the miserly abbot
Said in his circle:
- Today the year ends,
As a knight took a loan.

Dinner invited at the Abbey
Judge, Sheriff, Prior.
There is no mercy for debtors here -
The verdict is known.

- Four hundred coins loan,
And if he does not return,
His land with all the goodness
Will pass into the abbey.

“That is true,” said the prior, “
But the day is still burning.
You will see: the debtor will come
And he will beg us.

- If the knight fled beyond the seas,
His trace was gone:
There is hunger, cold and plague,
There is no tramp alive.

“I am sad,” said the Prior, “
To be so fair.
I am dejected, but I am compelled
to ruin the poor fellow.

- By my gray beard,
That is a righteous catch.
And the fat housekeeper to that speech
Added a few words:

- He was hanged a long time ago -
And rightly so.
So, the land is still
We'll take it to the abbey.

And now - the sunset, and the abbot is glad,
That the knight will not come.
But servants enter, they say,
Like a knight at the gate.

And the knight ordered his companions
to cover their armor:
- Appear in rags like a pilgrim,
To hide your strength.

Put on coarse cloaks
Over shiny armor.
The gatekeeper hurries to open them:
- Sir knight, the abbot is waiting!

But what kind of horses do you have?
I have never seen such!
- Give my horses oats -
That is the pride of the riders.

Crossed the yard and enters the hall -
Keep answer for duty.
Judge, sheriff, prior, abbot
Dine there.

- How pleased I am, gentlemen,
to be here on time!
The abbot was not happy with the visit:
- Have you brought me your debt?

“Not a penny,” the knight replied.
The abbot became more cheerful:
- Judge, I warned you!
Drink my health!

- Why did you have to come,
Since you didn't bring any money?
- I came to pray to postpone
At least for a day a question!

- The day has passed, - said the judge, -
We will not give a reprieve.
- Oh, sir judge, we are friends!
Don't be relentless!

The judge said: "I will share
with the abbot all the profit. "
- Then I beg the sheriff!
The sheriff said, "You're naughty!"

- Then, O good sir abbot,
I call upon you again!
Postpone payment, you are good and holy,
Show love to Christ!

And I will become your servant
And a devoted slave,
Until I save money
To pay for my father's house.

- We will not return this house to you -
You lost the mortgage.
I swear by my Savior,
That he was crucified on the cross.

- In the name of the good Christ,
That I was born a virgin,
O brothers, I appeal to you -
Hear this groan.

After all, if someone is stricken by need,
Under the yoke of poverty -
That God, who was born in a stable,
Is obliged to protect.

The abbot boiled up and fell into a rage:
- Enough, finally!
You have stained the honor of a knight -
Get out of the abbey, you liar!

- Indeed, I asked enough.
A fighter should not
Bow down and serve
A miser and a scoundrel.

I was at tournaments and in battles
I had to stand for honor.
On campaigns I forgot about fear
And I don't know how to lie.

The judge sighed: - I'm sorry,
You had to suffer.
Abbot, give him some money.
- I'll give you a hundred. - Give me two.

- I swore off borrowing from my brothers.
And there is no need, -
And the knight poured out on the table
Four hundred coins.

- Here is gold, abbot, count!
The abbot opened his mouth,
His eye bulged, spilled his glass
And he no longer chews.

The knight went out of the hall,
Rip off his shoulders.
And sings songs, akimbo,
Entering his castle.

Wife meets at the gate:
- Come in, my lord.
Are you broke? We are all good
Will we give to the abbey?

- Wife, pray for those who saved -
The abyss won't let us,
Now
Robber Robin Hood has become our protection!

And a year later in Barnsdale Forest
Came to the feast to shooters
One hundred people, and ahead
The knight himself arrived.

One hundred longbows for the fugitive as a gift,
One hundred bundles of sharp arrows,
Yes, barrels of strong wine,
To take a break from business,

Horse, harness, and bull,
Gloves, rings, food;
They laid a table under a tree -
And they began to sing songs.

Then they decided to shoot at the target -
They don't give a miss here,
And the winner is ordered:
- Be brave like Robin Hood!

It's night, but you can't sleep -
They buzz until three o'clock:
Whoever drinks the others is a hero,
And they will reward you with a ribbon!

And until the dawn
We didn't part here
The brave knight Richard Lee
And the brave Robin Hood.

Canto Three

Dear Sirs,
I'll tell you now,
How John the Little Servant was.
And my story is cheerful.

One day young people came together
With weapons in the meadow.

John Little brought his bow to the competition.

Three times he lowered an arrow
And cut a thin rod,
And, surprised, the sheriff looked,
How accurately the arrows hit.

- By Christ, - said the sheriff, -
That he suffered on the cross,
This is the best shooter,
I have met.

Tell me, smart person,
What is your name here,
What country were you born in
And where do you live here?

- Holderness is my homeland,
My relatives told me,
My comrades call me
Reynold Greenleaf.

- Would you like, Reynold Greenleaf,
Stay here with me,
And become for twenty marks a year
My faithful servant?

“I don’t know about my master,”
John answered him. –
I am glad to serve you when
he will let me go.

John released for a whole year
To serve from the same day.
And immediately the sheriff gave him
A good horse.

Little John conceived himself
to be the Sheriff's servant,
Although he cruelly planned
revenge on the Sheriff.

But he said: - By Christ Himself
I can swear,
The Sheriff will always find in me
A good servant!

On Thursday it happened that the sheriff
went hunting,
And John was forgotten in bed,
Overslept his departure.

He fasted without bread
Until noon.
- When, - he said, - economy,
Will you feed me?

Sit all morning on an empty stomach
There is no more hunting,
And I beg you, let me
Now eat lunch.

- Until there is a master,
You neither eat nor drink.
- And I swear by the Savior
Break your head!

But the steward didn't want to
Listen to the speeches,
Looked at the pantry
And locked the door tighter.

And John Little gave him
Such a cuff,
That immediately doubled
The gray-haired old man.

Then he kicked the door open,
Bending down, he entered the closet,
And immediately ale and wine
He poured a glass.

– Would you like to have a drink with me? –
He told the old man. –
Me, if he lived even a hundred years,
Nobody forgot.

Little John for five
Eating and drinking in the closet.
A fat cook lived in the kitchen,
He was strong and bold.

- Good servant who sleeps
Until noon,
And then dares to say
to others: "Feed me."

Three times after these words
He hit John.
- I swear, blows to the soul, -
Cheerful John said. –

You are a real person
And this is similar to me.
I will not leave as long as I have the strength
We will not die with you.

Little John took a sharp sword,
The same cook took,
They grappled, and no one
yielded to the enemy.

They traveled five miles in battle,
Without turning away their eyes,
Not a single one was scratched,
And they fight for an hour.

- I swear, - Little John said, -
From now on you are my friend,
I have not yet met in the fight
Such skillful hands.

You would be a good shooter.
We'll live happily,
When we go to the green forests
Let's go together.

Two hundred marks Robin Hood
You will be given a year!
- Enough, - the cook answered, -
Your friend is coming with you!

There was venison immediately
It was brought to the feast,
And they drank a lot
Good wine.

And then they gathered
Into the woods where Robin Hood is.
It seemed to them that on the same day
They would reach the evening.

We decided to take expensive appliances from the pantry
.
Strong as the locks were,
They broke them.

They took bowls and dishes,
Everything they could get,
Coins, bowls, silver
They didn't forget to take it.

In the dishes they took, three
And three hundred pounds of weight,
And to Robin they carried
Her into the green forest.

- Hello, good sir,
Lord have mercy on you.
- Little John, hello to you,
You came at a good hour!

Hello with a fellow shooter,
Hello to both of you!
What news did they bring,
Leaving Nottingham?

- The sheriff sent you a servant
From his yard,
He sent greetings and three hundred and three
Pounds of silver with him.

- I swear, - exclaimed Robin Hood, -
I am a holy trinity;
The sheriff would never
Share good with me.

Then Little John decided
to deceive the Sheriff,
He ran five miles through the forest,
Until he finished his journey.

I found Sheriff in the bushes
By horn and greyhounds,
With a courteous word he bowed
The knee before him:

– Let me, my good lord,
God bless you.
- Reynold Greenleaf, - said the sheriff, -
Where does the path lie?

- Today I wandered through the forest
I am in this direction.
I saw such miracles,
What I never dreamed of:

A green deer ran
Through thick thickets,
And seven young deer
They ran with him.

Such horns he has,
What is scary to look at,
I string after him
I was afraid to pull it.

"Such game," said the sheriff, "
I'd be glad to find it!"
- Don't be lazy, sir,
Follow me!

Sheriff is on horseback, but John is ready
Walking all day.
Seeing Hood, John said:
- Here, sir, a deer!

The haughty Sheriff was darker than
Sunless Day:
- Curse you, Reynold Greenleaf,
You deceived me.

- I swear, - Little John said, -
The fault lies with you:
I, serving you, did not receive
No bread, no wine.

Dinner was served. On the table
Silver shone,
But the sheriff refused to eat,
Having learned his good.

- Try it, - said Robin Hood, -
My venison.
Because you loved John,
I give you life.

When they were satisfied
And the day began to fade,
Robin Hood ordered from the sheriff
Forcibly take off shoes.

And a short cloak, and a camisole
With a fur border,
And gave him a green cloak
To hide at one o'clock at night.

And after the clever fellows
Under a thick tree
Ordered to stand around the sheriff
And watch over him.

The haughty sheriff spent the night
In a shirt and trousers,
He also learned how to sleep in the forest
On stones and roots.

- Sheriff, - said Robin Hood, -
Be glad for my words:
It was I who wanted you to sleep soundly
Under the oak tree.

The sheriff said: - I'm not a monk,
And let them bring me good
Merry England -
I won't stay here.

And Robin Hood answered: - You will live with me in the year
,
You, arrogant sheriff,
I decided to teach you a lesson!

The sheriff exclaimed: - If I
sleep here this night,
Better let my head
They will remove me from my body away.

When will you let me go
On your way,
I will be the most faithful
Of all your friends.

- You will take an oath, - said Good, -
Here, above my sword,
And on earth do not harm me,
And on the way of the sea.

And if my people
You had to meet
Day and night, swear
Help them in everything.

And the sheriff swore again.
Going to his family,
He could not forget for a long time,
How he slept among the stones.

Canto Four

The sheriff is pleased that he left
From the forest to Nottingham,
Robin Hood with his comrades
Walks through the woods.

- It's time for lunch, - said John,
And Good answered: - Wait.
Holy Virgin return
The deposit does not want mine.

- Don't worry, sir.
The sunset will not burn out,
As a knight, I swear to this,
He will return his debt.

“Little John,” said Good, “
Go get your bow.
Leave me.
Will Skatelock and Mook will go with you.

Watling Road to Siles
Now your way will be
Perhaps we will be able to
Find someone.

Will the messenger be merry,
Or a simple poor man -
I want this person
Shared good with me.

Little John, angry, sad,
Set off from the thicket,
He girded himself with a sword,
Put on a green cloak.

On the way to find a traveler
None of them could.
No matter how the three of us looked
To the west, to the east.

Suddenly on the road to Bernisdel
The gaze stopped.
The monks rode along it
On horseback at full speed.

Little John said to his friends:
- I'll give my head,
When the monks don't bring
Everything we need.

Comrades, why sorrow,
When the soul is sad?
Let the bow be ready
And the bowstring is true.

They lead fifty servants,
Seven packhorses.
One bishop travels like this
With his retinue.

We will bring them all, even if
There are only three of us here,
It's not right to raise Robin
We will not dare to look.

Bend the bow harder, they are
Already not far away.
My front. I hold his life
in my hand!

And John exclaimed: “Stop, monk!
There is no road ahead.
If you move, I swear by Christ,
You will find an arrow in return.

Apparently, your head
Under the hat is empty.
Our master was angry
From a long fast.

- Who is the master? the monk asked.
John said: - Robin Hood.
- He has been for a long time, - the monk answered, -
They call him a robber.

– You are lying, – John answered him, –
And you will regret it yourself.
The shooter of the forest he and you
Calls to dine with us.

Muk held the bow at the ready,
He lowered the bowstring,
And the monk was an arrow from the horse
Down on the grass.

Fifty servants left
Only two to lead
Pack horses follow John
Along the wild path.

The monk was brought to Hood,
Though he resisted.
Grumbled through his teeth, but to go
Was forced by force.

Good raised his hat,
Seeing the stranger,
But the monk was not polite
And did not bow his face.

- He's rude, sir,
I swear! John exclaimed.
And Good answered: - What to take from him,
When is he ignorant?

Then he asked: – How many servants
did the monk take with him?
- Since fifty! Only, except for two,
Everyone hid in the bushes.

- Blow the horn, - exclaimed Good, -
Call all the shooters!
And soon seven are coming
Well-dressed fellows;

And everyone was wearing a good raincoat,
Purple raincoat was on.
- At the call of Hood, we have come.
What will he say in response?

Guest bench for table
Has been moved.
Little John and Robin Hood
Served at the table.

“Be brave, monk,” said Good, “
Take both food and wine.
Tell me where is your monastery
And who is your master?

- Abbey of the Virgin I call
My monastery.
- And who do you serve? Hood asked.
- I am the chief housekeeper.

- All the more honor - Good said -
Me and my friends.
Pour the best wine,
We'll drink with him!

I marvel at only one thing:
All day the soul is sad,
How did I anger the Mother of God,
Why does she not send a debt?

She acted as an intermediary
Between the knight and me,
When I loaned money
Here under the dense foliage.

And if you brought money,
Then let me look at it.
I'll help you too
Someday later.

Having listened to all this, the monk
The despondent looked up:
– I swear, I never knew about a loan
I didn’t know until now.

- I swear, - said Robin Hood, -
Monk, your fault!
If the Lord is always just,
She is also truthful.

Everything you said,
Do not dare to renounce,
You are a servant of the Blessed Virgin,
You are always devoted to Her.

You have been sent by the Blessed Virgin
Return my pennies.
You came on time: I thank you
from the bottom of my heart!

"Tell me," he then asked, "
What's in those chests?"
- Sir, only twenty marks here -
The monk answered him.

- When not more than twenty,
I won't take a penny,
And I'm glad to add money myself
I'm glad to your good.

And if more than twenty,
Farewell to your goodness.
But do not be sad: something
I will leave to live.

Count John Little. You
I trust only one,
If you find twenty marks here
I won't take a penny.

John quickly spread his cloak
Among the forest flowers
And eight hundred pounds he
shook out of the bales.

He went to Good, silver
Leaving aside.
- The monk does not lie, and the Virgin to you
Returned the debt doubly.

And Goode said: - In her words
Most pure is true.
Of the women that I knew in my life,
She is the most truthful of all.

If only I could go through all of England
I could, I swear by the Creator,
Even then I would not be so
I am satisfied with the debtor.

Monk, pour yourself some wine,
Drink with me for the Virgin.
Kohl Virgo needs Robin Hood,
He will be Her friend.

If She has no money,
Come, monk, to me.
The pledge that She sends with you,
Good will return triple.

Dear London Monk
Ready to go again,
He asks Robin Hood
Guard for the way.

And Robin Hood: - Where are you going? –
I asked him then.
- Where you can't
harm me.

"Little John," Goode said, "
Come here again,
You're the best monk's load.
You can untie it."

Find out the whole truth to the end,
Open the other chest.
- You are bad, - the monk shouted,
Treat me!

- Such is ours, - replied Good, -
The law in the land of the forest:
First feed the traveler,
Bind and beat then.

The monk hurriedly took the horse,
Does not want to rest.
- Would you like a drink, - said Good,
Wine for a long way?

- Drink again, - said the monk, -
God forbid me with you,
In Doncaster or in Blyth I
I could dine better.

- Bring, monk, monastery
Hello from Robin.
Always ready for someone like you
Dinner in my woods.

I told you everything I needed,
The monk will leave us.
About the former knight now
I will tell the story.

He kept his way to Bernisdel
And he sees: in front of him
With comrades Robin Hood
Under a thick tree.

The courteous knight dismounted
From his horse.
And pulled off his hat from his head,
kneeling down.

- May the Savior protect Hood and his shooters
.
- Thank you, knight, - Robin Hood
Answered in turn:

Welcome! You are guest
Always kind to me.
What kind of dark woods
Are you in trouble?

My meek knight, be a guest.
Why didn't you go back?
The knight answered: -
The abbot took all the lands from me!

“But you brought them back,” Good said.
- I swear by Christ, I helped
Return them, - the knight answered, -
Only you and God.

And that's why I was late,
What I met on the way
The shooter I wanted
I'm out of trouble to save.

“Thank you,” Goode exclaimed, “
I swear by Christ myself!
For this friend to call you
I would like mine.

- Four hundred pounds, Good,
I'll now post
And twenty marks besides that
For this kindness.

- Keep the payment,
You need it more.
Blessed Virgin
I paid in full.

And take this money twice
I would consider it a sin.
You will be a welcome guest
Now in my forest.

So saying, with all my heart
Robin Hood laughed.
And Robin's knight asked:
- Take it: all the money is here.

- What are they for? Hood replied.
Oh, my generous knight,
Welcome here,
Under this thick oak.

But what kind of arrows and quiver,
Burning like heat?
And the knight said: - Robin Hood,
Accept my humble gift.

“Little John,” exclaimed Good, “
Go to my treasury.
Monk gave good chervontsev
Four hundred to me.

Four hundred is a modest gift.
You must, knight, take it.
Buy a horse and spur you
Gild again.

And boldly go to Robin,
How do you live good.
I swear I'll help you,
If it's silver.

Save four hundred,
Remember my advice.
And don't you dare bring yourself to poverty.

So the good Hood freed
Him from all worries.
May God be merciful to us,
What lives in heaven!

Canto Five

The knight said goodbye, galloped
On his way,
And Robin Hood is having fun
Many days with friends.

I'll tell you how the sheriff
Shooters in the dense forest
From Nottingham called the cry
For a glorious game.

Let all the best shooters
Come to him on time.
And one will conquer others,
Who is the best, shooter;

Who hits best,
Shooting far and up,
Where there are green oaks
Widespread;

As a reward he will take an arrow.

I heard this Robin Hood
Under a thick tree:
- Friends, let's hurry to the glorious game
Let's hurry to the sheriff.

Get ready to go,
We'll all shoot.
It's nice to meet the sheriff
He swore in the dense forest.

And pulled the bow tight
With expensive headgear
One hundred and forty young shooters,
Standing in front of him.

When they came to shoot
To the targets at Nottingham,
A lot of archers with bows
Already standing there.

- Six people shoot with me.
Others in their turn
Let them keep their bow ready,
If treason awaits us.

Having exclaimed this, the bow bent
Fourth Robin Hood.
The sheriff stood next to the target
Watch how the arrows hit.

Three times Robin Hood shot,
Three times crushed the rod,
And with a white hand Gilbert
Was just as dexterous.

Little John and Will Skatelock
Good shooters,
Reynold and Mook are as good as they are
By fidelity of hand.

And everyone shoots well.
All arrows hit accurately.
But hits the best
Cheerful Robin Hood.

For this he was awarded the
Silver Arrow.
He politely thanked
And went home into the forest.

They threw abuse after him,
They blew a horn in the big one.
- Traitor, - shouted Hood, - wait,
And your time will come!

You will know, proud sheriff,
How to take revenge on your guests.
You promised me something else
Under a dense tree.

If you were in my forest
Under the oak for conversations,
You would give me a better guarantee,
Than your true vow.

More than once the bowstring buzzed,
And many arrows sang,
And more than one side in rags
I suffered from the fight.

But still more true than Robin Hood,
Nobody could shoot:
Sheriff's people from him
They ran from everyone.

Finished the job, Robin Hood
Wanted to go into the woods.
There were many at this hour
They fired arrows.

Little John was hit in the knee
Struck by an arrow,
Could neither drive nor walk
He was in acute pain.

And John said: - Sir,
If you loved me,
That's for the sake of the Lord Christ,
That he suffered for three days,

As a reward for these days, when
I was your servant, -
Do not let the proud sheriff
Find me alive.

But cut off my head,
Grabbing your honest sword.
I want from deep wounds
Rather lie down dead.

- I don't want you to die, -
Exclaimed Robin Hood, -
Let the whole English treasury
For this they give me.

- By Christ, - added Mook, -
Crucified in a terrible hour.
Little John, I swear to you,
You will not leave us.

He carried John on his back.
And many times in the grass
He laid it, how to pull it
It happened with a bowstring.

Lovely castle on route
He stood in the shadow of the forest,
He was surrounded by a double moat,
By a high wall.

And Sir Richard of Lee lived there,
The knight for whom
Good once counted money
By his oak.

He took
And all his shooters to his castle in Hood.
- Come in, - he said, - Robin Hood,
Under my shelter!

Thank you for everything,
Be my guest, Good, mine.
For being courteous to me
Under a dense tree,

I love you with all my heart.
The sheriff is planning revenge,
Let him roam: you have a
Shelter that is reliable.

Raise the bridge quickly,
Close the gate,
And all with weapons in hand
Go to your places!

You will live with me, I swear
I am Saint Quentin,
Twelve days my wall will protect you.

Covered with a tablecloth, with food
The tables are already being carried,
And feasting with arrows
Robin Hood sits down.

Song six

I will ask you, gentlemen,
Listen to my story.
Sheriff led from Nottingham
With men's guns.

The sheriff ordered to raise everyone
To fight in the native land.
The strongholds of the castle are surrounded by
They are a continuous ring.

- You, knight, have forgotten your oath, -
The proud sheriff shouts:
- You are cheating on the king,
You have hidden the enemy of the law!

To the sheriff the knight answered:
- Sir, it is my fault,
But to the king, I swear it,
My soul is faithful.

What can you do to me?
Take my castle? Please,
But first you must know,
What our king will say.

So the sheriff received the answer,
Truthful and simple,
And galloped to the city of London
By the straight road.

About the knight and Hood he
Told the king,
Then about the impudent arrows
In his forest region.

“Always,” he said, “I hold
Robbers in my hands,
But Robin Hood is unruly
In the north in the woods.

- In a week's time - said the king -
I will be in Nottingham.
And then I will seize the knight,
And Robin Hood is there.

Go, Sheriff. And my order
Execute be ready:
Call yourself brave
Shooters from all over the country.

The sheriff said goodbye, galloped
On his way,
And Robin Hood went into the woods
On one of the clear days.

John's wound has healed.
He is unharmed again,
And he is looking for Robin Hood
Under a dense tree.

A Good among the green thickets,
He walks again.
His walk sheriff
Not a little upset.

He missed Robin Hood
And he won't return again,
And then he became a knight
Wait day and night.

The sheriff would like to lie in wait
Sir Richard of Lee.
Once on a falcon hunt
They rose from the ground,

And he saw a knight,
And the knight was bound,
He was reduced to prison, reduced to Nottingham,
Almost without strength.

That Robin Hood will be caught,
The sheriff swore by Christ.
And immediately bet,
Put a hundred pounds.

But lady, knight's wife,
More beautiful than broad daylight,
Hurry to the green forests
I sent my horse.

Having passed the forest, she found
Under a thick tree
And Robin Hood and the shooters,
Always cheerful, with him.

- Hello, - she said, - Good,
To you in your country!
You love the Holy Virgin,
And you will help me.

Do not let my husband
Shamefully killed,
Because of love for you in prison
He lies bound.

And the kind Robin Hood asked:
- Who brought him to prison?
And the lady immediately: "Sheriff" -
Answered him:

- It's the sheriff's fault; and lies
My story is not in it.
He did not have time for three more miles
Go his own way.

The good Robin Hood has risen,
Calls the shooters to him:
- Be bold, cheerful friends,
By Christ, go ahead!

And whoever leaves us, I swear
Both by God and Christ,
Let him not meet me
He is on my way.

They made arrows out of rods -
Seven times twenty -
Bushes, fences and wattle fences
Broken on the way.

- I am a knight, - exclaimed Good, -
I would like to see;
I swear by Christ, he is free
He will go home again.

How they came to Nottingham
Through the empty streets,
With the proud sheriff, I know,
I had to face them.

“Wait, Sheriff,” Goode exclaimed. –
Talk to me.
What does he think, I want to know,
King, my lord?

So much in those eight years
I didn't walk,
You will answer me for this,
I swear by the Creator himself.

And, pulling the elastic bow,
Good lowered the string,
The arrow began to sing, and the sheriff
Fell to the ground without strength.

And before he could rise
Sheriff to fight with the enemy,
He was hit in the crown by Good
With a sparkling sword.

And Goode exclaimed: – Serve you right!
Lie down, proud sheriff,
You couldn't keep a word,
While you were still alive.

The archers grabbed their swords.
Everyone was firm and brave,
From the sheriff's servants at this hour
Nobody survived.

And Robin went to the knight
And removed the chains from his hands.
And for protection I gave him
Tight reliable bow.

- Leave your horse, - said Good, -
And learn to run.
Let's go there through the rain and mud,
Where the lindens have grown.

Let's go to the woods and live
Without grief and worries,
Until our King Edward
Forgiveness is sent.

Canto Seven

With a brilliant retinue the king
Went to Nottingham,
He thought the knight would catch
And Robin Hood there.

Ask the locals
He wanted to know about Hood,
He wanted to ask about the knight,
He was both kind and brave.

Everyone told the king,
And after listening to the story,
The king took possession of the knight
immediately.

Passed rocky Lancashire
As far as Plumpton Park,
Everywhere the absence of deer in the forests
amazed.

Where before there were whole herds
The forest knew the shadow,
Now they met only one
Thoroughbred deer.

And then the king got angry
And swore by the Creator:
– Let Robin Hood appear
Before my face.

To the one who is a knight in the woods
He can catch himself,
Sir Richard of Lee's fields
I will give as a reward.

And I will give my charter,
And I will seal,
So that no one in the whole of England
could take away the fields.

But the old knight answered
To this the king:
- My sovereign, now I
I beg you to listen.

No one can charter
Accept from your hands,
While Robin Hood walks here
And holds a faithful bow.

Should he lose his head,
Kohl is not the time?
No, your charter, king,
Won't do any good.

Didn't leave for six months
Our King Nottingham,
But Good to meet him
Couldn't be there.

And at this time Robin Hood
Wandered among the valleys,
And the royal deer was
He killed more than one.

The forester told the king:
- If you need Guda,
Then to mine, I ask you,
Listen to the words.

The five best knights, how
Still unknown fear,
Take it to the monastery
Dress like a monk.

I am ready for you all the way
Serve as a guide.
And before you return,
I swear by Christ himself,

If Robin is alive, he himself will be in front of you
He will stand on the way.
Much earlier than ago
You will be able to come.

Dressed like a monk, king,
Dress the same with him
Five knights, and all by the way
Headed through the forest.

Tall and slender is our king;
Pulling down his hood,
He looks like an arrogant appearance
He was like an abbot.

In high, strong boots
Leaping into the expanse of the forest,
With a cheerful song, the king
Left the monastery.

Five knights into the green forest
They galloped after him,
And the king reined in his horse
Under a thick tree.

He saw Robin Hood
And all his shooters,
And that it was so,
I swear.

Here is the king's horse
Grabbing the bridle,
Robin exclaimed: – Stop, abbot,
I have been waiting for you for a long time.

We are the royal shooters
In his dense forest.
We beat the deer of the king
And this is what we live on.

You have both churches and income,
And you can't count the gold,
Give us at least something,
When you have a conscience.

And the king answered him,
Courteous and simple:
- There are only forty pounds here,
What I brought with me.

I've been in Nottingham for ten days
I lived with your king,
I had to spend more
Goods and silver.

And I'm only forty pounds
Saved for a rainy day,
I'd give you a hundred pounds,
Whenever I could.

Robin Hood took forty pounds,
Counted them himself
And separated half of them
Merry fellows.

- And the rest, - Good said, -
I give you everything.
See you soon! And the king
In response: - Thank you,

The king sent greetings to you,
And with him his seal,
And he will be in Nottingham
Waiting for you for dinner.

And the king lifted before him
the Seal with his hand,
Politely Robin knelt before her
.

He said: - To love the King
Honor always tells me,
Thank you, abbot,
For the good news.

For this news today you
Dine with me,
I will treat you, abbot,
Under thick linden.

Good took the king by the hand,
Led him forward.
A lot of deer died,
A big dinner awaits them.

And Robin Hood began to blow the horn loudly
. At this call

One hundred and forty fellows appeared before him at the same moment.

And so, kneeling down,
Everyone stood before him.
The king exclaimed: - I see,
I swear by Christ himself,

Robin Hood lives well
In the wooded side;
Arrows more obedient to him,
Than subjects to me.

And the dinner was ready quickly,
And before the king
Little John and Robin Hood
Served at the table.

Wild game and many dishes
Brought to the table,
Both white bread and dark ale,
And red wine.

“Please, taste it,” said Good,
Reindeer, abbot.
May you be blessed,
I am glad to hear the good news.

You will see what we are
And how we live here,
So that the king, abbot, you can
tell everything later.

Arrows jumped merrily,
Bending the faithful bow,
And the king at the sight of them
Suddenly seized with fear.

The terror of the king is in vain,
Arrows from two pillars
For the competition, they went
Fifty paces.

- Whoever does not knock down a garland of roses, -
Good said, - glad, not glad,
And he will have to give
Hunting outfit.

And all his weapons
I must leave.
All this is true, just like that,
That I'm drinking wine now.

On the recalcitrant head
His blows are waiting.
So the self-esteem of shooters
Good tried to kindle.

He himself shot twice,
He hit the target twice,
But Beloruky
Gilbert did not lag behind him.

Then Little John shot
And kind Will Skatelock,
But both missed the target,
And Robin was strict with them.

When was the last time
He shot at the flowers,
Then three fingers with a little
He missed himself.

And so Gilbert said then:
- Kohl swore before people
You will punish the misses of the shooters,
So take the blow yourself.

Robin answered: - I do not take back my
words.
I give you an arrow,
Serve me, sir abbot.

- I will do as you wish, -
Then the king said, -
But he himself would not harm a good shooter
.

“Be bolder,” replied Good, “
Abbot, and you will be right.
Then the king came up to him
And rolled up his sleeve.

Then on the ground with a cuff
He hooked Robin.
- By Christ, - exclaimed Good, -
You are a tough person.

You must be strong.
Hand and right eye.
So our king and Robin Hood
Met this time.

Looking the Abbot in the face,
Before his king
Robin Hood fell on his knees,
And the knight with him.

The robbers all bowed down,
And Good said again:
- Ruler of England,
it is not difficult for me to recognize you.

Thank you, king,
Under a dense tree
For your kindness to me,
To all my arrows.

I haven't changed my oath,
I'm ready to swear it,
And I beg your mercy
For all my shooters.

- I would forgive, - said the king, -
God is my witness to this,
If only you could leave this forest
You could with arrows.

Go to my yard.
You will live with me.
"God is my witness," exclaimed Good, "
I wholeheartedly agree.

I would be glad to serve you
From the dawn,
I will bring my people,
One hundred and forty of them and three.

But even if I like it
I'll have your yard,
I'll return to hunt in the woods,
As I did until now.

Canto Eight

The king asked: - Would you give me your
green outfit?
- Of course, - Robin answered, -
After all, I am rich in fabric.

- Please, - said the king, -
Sell me that cloth!
Give me and my knights
Dress in greenery.

- Take it for free, sir, -
Then you will reward,
When on the holiday of Christmas
You will give clothes.

The king took off his gray cassock,
Climbed into a green caftan,
And after dressing the knights,
That they came with him to the forest.

Lincoln cloth on them
Shines like an emerald.
- Let's go to Nottingham soon! –
The king speaks to them.

Taking swords and bows,
Set off on a campaign,
And straight to the city of Nottingham
The road leads them.

King and Robin send forward
Band of robbers,
Shooting at the target along the way,
To pass the time.

No matter how hard our king tried -
Outright lost,
Not once did Robin Hood
succumb to him.

- By God, - says the king, -
There is nothing to catch here.
Although I'm no stranger to shooting,
You can't be defeated.

All the people of Nottingham gathered
On the walls and staring:
A green wave of arrows
Surging on the hail.

One whispered to another:
- I'm afraid the king has been killed!
Robin Hood himself is coming here
And he won't spare us.

Fleeing in all directions
Everyone who could run,
The old men rush after them,
Throwing away their crutches.

The King laughs with all his might
And waves his hand to them;
Seeing him, the fugitives
Returned home in an instant.

Tables are set for guests,
And there are songs and dances;
King Richard of Lee
Called to him immediately.

Removed all charges from him,
Returned the estate,
And Robin, bowing his head,
thanked him.

Lived for a year and three months
A robber at court,
He received a hundred pounds of pay
And he was completely happy.

Wherever he went,
To wet his throat,
Both the knight and the baron
Hurryed to treat him.

But a year passed, and suddenly Robin
Left alone -
Left him and Much,
Both John and Will Skatelock.

One day he saw
Youths shooting at a target.
- Alas for me! – Robin groaned, –
I am not an archer now!

Once upon a time I was no worse than them
I could shoot an arrow at a target,
And in the whole of England there is no equal
I could not find.

- That time has passed, - he says, -
The palace is not good for me.
If I still live here,
I'll die of longing.

Robin Hood gathered quickly
And he goes to the king:
- My lord, I served you
I've been right for a whole year.

Let it be known to you:
When I lived in Barnsdale,
I dedicated the chapel to Mary Magdalene.

I haven't slept for seven nights,
I haven't eaten or drunk for seven days.
Longing for that chapel,
I shed tears all the time.

I can't stand it anymore -
Let me go.
I'll go barefoot to Barnsdale,
Cursing my sins.

- If so, - the king said to him, -
I am glad to help you.
You can leave for seven days,
Then come back.

- Thank you, sir! – Robin
He bowed his knee
And straight into the green forest
Hastened to the north.

On a spring morning he stepped
Under the canopy of his forests,
Where the air chimed merrily
From bird voices.

- Although I haven't been here for a long time
And I didn't shoot game,
But it's impossible that Robin
Didn't hit a deer!

Having killed the prey, he blew
He sounded the old faithful horn
And very soon saw,
That he was not alone.

They rush to him from all sides
Some with a bow, some with a sword
Seven dozen free fellows,
And death is nothing to them.

They greet him,
On bended knee:
- Welcome, Robin.
We are all your relatives!

For twenty years with two more
Robin returned to the forest,
Leaving the king sad,
That his friend had disappeared.

He would have lived longer, friends,
If he had not betrayed
That Prioress from Kirksley,
What was related to him.

Her lover was a rogue,
Sir Roger Doncaster,
And a prioress in evil deeds
He set an example.

They came up with the two of them,
How to kill Robin,
To get a reward for his head
.

Good Robin meanwhile
He said without feeling evil:
- Tomorrow I will go to Kirksley,
My sister will bleed me.

There Roger Doncaster lured him
into a trap
And along with the Prioress
Insidiously destroyed him.

Have mercy on Robin, Lord,
That he fell from villainy,
After all, he was a brave fellow
And he helped the poor.

In the original, this monument is called "Small Gesture of Robin Hood". Gesture (geste) or “deeds” is a special genre of medieval literature that tells about the military and courtly exploits of heroes. The Small Gesture, printed around 1510 in London by the Flemish Winken de Ward, consists of eight songs (fytte) and builds the legends of Robin Hood into a single plot. It tells how the robber helped the poor knight Richard Lee and took revenge first on his offender, the abbot, and then on the latter's ally, the sheriff of Nottingham. The apotheosis of gestures is Robin's meeting with the king of England passing through the forest, who forgives him and takes him into his service. There is debate about the time of creation of the "Small Gesture" - probably, its individual songs took shape during the 15th century, and the entire poem was composed at the end of this century in Northern England.
Ballads composed over four centuries differ both in language and in form. The earliest are composed in the 14th century in Northern Middle English. Late ballads date back to the 17th century and are written in quite modern language.
Songs 3-7 of the poem were translated into Russian Vs. Rozhdestvensky and first published in 1919 in the collection "The Ballads of Robin Hood" by the publishing house "Vsemirnaya Literatura" edited by N. Gumilyov. Separate songs were translated by Ign. Ivanovsky and A. Piotrovsky. Translations by M. Kantor and V. Erlikhman were made especially for this edition.

The custom of not sitting down to a meal without inviting a guest to a meal—in this case, without capturing a rich prisoner in the forest—corresponds to the rules of the Knights of the Round Table.
Arthur and his knights in Camelot did not sit down to table until a certain feat was accomplished, something extraordinary happened; it is at the time of the meal or before the meal that the knights receive wanderers who bring them news of adversity and monsters. See Arthurian legends.

Robin Hood - nicknamed Hood does not mean "good" (good), as is often thought, but "hood" (hood) - in English folklore, this headdress was worn by wood elves to hide pointed ears. This elf was originally the shepherd Robin, the hero of the French pastoral, who defeated the knight in the struggle for the love of the beautiful Marion, the same Marian. Later, the Frenchman Robin and the Englishman Goode united in folklore into one character - an archer in a green caftan who lived in the forest, who, like our Santa Claus, rewarded good guests and severely punished evil ones.
Barnsdale (Berniesdel) - a large, now almost completely cut down forest in the county of South Yorkshire, which early ballads associate with the name of Robin Hood.
Barnsdale has long been in contention with Sherwood for the title of Robin's headquarters - and along with it for a lot of tourism revenue. Yes, and other counties of England are trying to claim the title of birthplace of the robber.
Little John in folklore appears as Robin's chief assistant ("lieutenant"). The ballad "Robin Hood and Little John" tells about their acquaintance.

The ballads often mention the custom of Robin Hood to feed and water travelers caught on the road, and then take money from them in payment for the treat.
Will Skatelock (a.k.a. Scarlet or Stutley) and Much (Mook), son of the miller are Robin Hood's constant ballad companions.
Knightly tournaments in England were the favorite entertainment of the nobility until the end of the 15th century. The death of their members was quite common; her culprit paid the relatives of the murdered man a rather high "price of blood", which could be equal to the annual income from a small estate.
We are talking about the Abbey of St. Mary (St. Mary) in York, whose abbot invariably acts as an opponent of Robin Hood in ballads. In medieval England, large monasteries often played the role of usurers, mercilessly taking land and estates from debtors. According to one version, Robin became a robber precisely after his property was taken away for debts by the monastery of St. Mary.
The mention of Jerusalem refers the action of the ballad to the period before 1244, when the Holy City finally passed into the hands of the Muslims. However, its reconquest remained on the agenda until the 15th century, when the conquests of the Ottoman Turks finally deprived Europeans of hopes for restoring influence in the East.

The prior is the abbot's first assistant. The Sheriff and Judge are invited to process without delay the transfer of Richard Lee's estate to the priory - for a handsome reward, as it is said.

In the original, cellarer is a cellarer (economist) who manages the economy of the monastery.
Possibly the prototype of Richard Lee, the knight Richard Foliot, who sheltered the rebel Roger Godberd in his castle at Barnsdale in 1271, was imprisoned in the Tower, but later pardoned along with Godberd. Scholars believe that Godberd's story influenced the appearance of the Robin Hood ballads.

Since the end of the 13th century, by order of King Edward I, archery competitions were held in all English counties, in which the sheriff acted as a judge. At these competitions, it was considered the highest class not just to hit the center of the target, but to split someone else's arrow that hit this center. It was believed that only Robin Hood and his best shooters were capable of such a thing.
Greenleaf - "Greenleaf", a common nickname for a woodland robber. Holderness is a town in Yorkshire where, according to legend, Little John was born.
Mark - a measure of silver, which in medieval England was used as a monetary unit and was equal to two-thirds of a pound sterling or 160 pence.

303 pounds - more than 150 kg, which is too heavy even for two strong men. The original says that along with the dishes, the fugitives stole 303 pounds of money.

Siles (Sailis) - a wasteland in the forest of Barnsdale, where robbers often ambushed on the old Watling road leading to London.

We are talking about the same Abbey of St. Mary in York.

The towns of Doncaster and Blyth (Blythe) are in Yorkshire on the road from Barnsdale to York where St Mary's Priory was located.

140 people - the most commonly called number of Robin "merry men" (merry men). Various sources list in his detachment from 12 to 300 people.
Gilbert (Gilbert) the White Hand is only mentioned in this ballad as one of Robin Hood's associates.

Reynold is the alias of Little John in the previous song, mistakenly presented here as a separate character.
They threw abuse after him ... - The meaning of these lines is that the angry sheriff chased Robin, because of which he accused him of breaking his promise.

Participants in peasant uprisings often seized landlords' lands and destroyed the fences surrounding them.
This refers to one of the three kings named Edward who ruled England from 1285 to 1377 - most likely Edward II, who, after suppressing the uprising in the north of England, showed mercy to its participants.

Plumpton Park is a royal estate in Lancashire, the center of extensive hunting grounds.

At Christmas, kings and feudal lords gave their servants cloth for new uniforms.
Lincoln green is a green woolen fabric that has been produced in the city of Lincoln since the early 14th century. From it, according to legend, the clothes of Robin and his shooters were sewn.

Usually, Robin considered the Mother of God to be his patroness, but here it turns out to be St. Mary Magdalene. In the Middle Ages, they, together with Maria Jacobleva, one of the myrrh-bearing women, were revered as the "three Marys" - an echo of the pagan cult of the three ancestress goddesses.

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