And we are told "Robin loved our dere lady; For doute of dedely synne Wolde he never do company harme That ony woman was ynne."
Hys meate was locustes * and wyldhe ony.
Although they were noble, they liked tae caper jist like ony ither bairns.
Can ye no gie me ony peace even when ye go ootside?
Fa's like us, nae mony an ' they're a deid ony wye!