3/8 Over his shoulders was slung a stout bow of yew, and across his back hung a quiver of good round arrows. Many turned to look after such a stout, tall fellow, for his shoulders were broader by a palm's-breadth than any that were there, and he stood a head taller than all the other men. The lasses, also, looked at him askance, thinking they had never seen a lustier youth. "Hey, sweet lads!" cried he "who will drink ale with a stout yeoman? Come hither, good yeoman, and thou, and thou; for not a farthing shall one of you pay. |