“I had four black arrows under my belt,
four for the grief’s that I have felt,
four for the grief’s that I have felt,
Four for the number of ill mine that have oppressed me now
and then.
One is gone; one is well sped;
Old Applegard is dead.
One is for Master Bennet Hatch that burned Brimstone, walls
and thatch.
One is for Sir Oliver Oates that cut Sir Harry Shelton’s
throat.
Sir Daniel, you will have the fourth, we think it’s fair
sport.
You shall each have your own part, a black arrow in each of
your black hearts
Get to your knees to pray: You are dead thieves’, by yea and
nay!
Jon Amend-All of Green Wood, and his jolly fellowship.
‘Item, we have more
arrows and good hemp cord for others of your following’ “
Prologue-John Amand-All, The Black Arrow-A Tale of Two
Roses, Robert Louis Stevenson
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