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a forest path, whistling, down another path came the Tinker,
muttering to himself and shaking his head like an angry bull;
and so, at a sudden bend, they met sharply face to face.
Each stood still for a time, and then Robin spoke:
"Halloa, my sweet bird," said he, laughing merrily, "how likest
thou thine ale? Wilt not sing to me another song?"
The Tinker said nothing at first but stood looking at Robin with a grim face.
"Now," quoth he at last, "I am right glad I have met thee, and if I do not
rattle thy bones within thy hide this day, I give thee leave to put thy foot
upon my neck."
"With all my heart," cried merry Robin. "Rattle my bones, an thou canst."
So saying, he gripped his staff and threw himself upon his guard.
Then the Tinker spat upon his hands and, grasping his staff,
came straight at the other. He struck two or three blows, but soon
found that he had met his match, for Robin warded and parried all
of them, and, before the Tinker thought, he gave him a rap upon
the ribs in return. At this Robin laughed aloud, and the Tinker grew
more angry than ever, and smote again with all his might and main.
Again Robin warded two of the strokes, but at the third, his staff
broke beneath the mighty blows of the Tinker. "Now, ill betide thee,
traitor staff," cried Robin, as it fell from his hands; "a foul stick
art thou to serve me thus in mine hour of need."
"Now yield thee," quoth the Tinker, "for thou art my captive;
and if thou do not, I will beat thy pate to a pudding."
To this Robin Hood made no answer, but, clapping his horn to his lips,
he blew three blasts, loud and clear.
"Ay," quoth the Tinker, "blow thou mayest, but go thou must with me
to Nottingham Town, for the Sheriff would fain see thee there.
Now wilt thou yield thee, or shall I have to break thy pretty head?"
"An I must drink sour ale, I must," quoth Robin, "but never
have I yielded me to man before, and that without wound or mark
upon my body. Nor, when I bethink me, will I yield now.
Ho, my merry men! Come quickly!"
Then from out the forest leaped Little John and six stout yeomen clad
in Lincoln green.
"How now, good master," cried Little John, "what need hast thou
that thou dost wind thy horn so loudly?"
"There stands a tinker," quoth Robin, "that would fain take me to Nottingham,
there to hang upon the gallows tree."
"Then shall he himself hang forthwith," cried Little John,
and he and the others made at the Tinker, to seize him.
"Nay, touch him not," said Robin, "for a right stout man is he.
A metal man he is by trade, and a mettled man by nature; moreover, he doth
sing a lovely ballad. Say, good fellow, wilt thou join my merry men all?
Three suits of Lincoln green shalt thou have a year, besides forty
marks in fee; thou shalt share all with us and lead a right merry life
in the greenwood; for cares have we not, and misfortune cometh not upon
us within the sweet shades of Sherwood, where we shoot the dun deer
and feed upon venison and sweet oaten cakes, and curds and honey.
Wilt thou come with me?"
"Ay, marry, will I join with you all," quoth the Tinker,
"for I love a merry life, and I love thee, good master,
though thou didst thwack my ribs and cheat me into the bargain.
Fain am I to own thou art both a stouter and a slyer man than I;
so I will obey thee and be thine own true servant."
So all turned their steps to the forest depths, where the Tinker
was to live henceforth. For many a day he sang ballads
to the band, until the famous Allan a Dale joined them,
before whose sweet voice all others seemed as harsh as a raven's;
but of him we will learn hereafter.
The Shooting Match at Nottingham Town
THEN THE SHERIFF was very wroth because of this failure to take
jolly Robin, for it came to his ears, as ill news always does,
that the people laughed at him and made a jest of his thinking
to serve a warrant upon such a one as the bold outlaw.
And a man hates nothing so much as being made a jest of; so he said:
"Our gracious lord and sovereign King himself shall know of this,
and how his laws are perverted and despised by this band of rebel outlaws.
As for yon traitor Tinker, him will I hang, if I catch him,
upon the very highest gallows tree in all Nottinghamshire."
Then he bade all his servants and retainers to make ready to go
to London Town, to see and speak with the King.
At this there was bustling at the Sheriff's castle, and men
ran hither and thither upon this business and upon that,
while the forge fires of Nottingham glowed red far into the night
like twinkling stars, for all the smiths of the town were busy
making or mending armor for the Sheriff's troop of escort.
For two days this labor lasted, then, on the third, all was ready
for the journey. So forth they started in the bright sunlight,
from Nottingham Town to Fosse Way and thence to Watling Street;
and so they journeyed for two days, until they saw at last
the spires and towers of great London Town; and many folks stopped,
as they journeyed along, and gazed at the show they made
riding along the highways with their flashing armor and gay
plumes and trappings.
In London King Henry and his fair Queen Eleanor held their court,
gay with ladies in silks and satins and velvets and cloth of gold,
and also brave knights and gallant courtiers.
Thither came the Sheriff and was shown into the King's presence.
"A boon, a boon," quoth he, as he knelt upon the ground.
"Now what wouldst thou have?" said the King. "Let us hear
what may be thy desires."
"O good my Lord and Sovereign," spake the Sheriff, "in Sherwood Forest
in our own good shire of Nottingham, liveth a bold outlaw whose name
is Robin Hood."
"In good sooth," said the King, "his doings have reached even our own
royal ears. He is a saucy, rebellious varlet, yet, I am fain to own,
a right merry soul withal."
"But hearken, O my most gracious Sovereign," said the Sheriff. "I sent
a warrant to him with thine own royal seal attached, by a right
lusty knave, but he beat the messenger and stole the warrant.
And he killeth thy deer and robbeth thine own liege subjects even upon
the great highways."
"Why, how now," quoth the King wrathfully. "What wouldst thou have me do?
Comest thou not to me with a great array of men-at-arms and retainers,
and yet art not able to take a single band of lusty knaves without armor
on breast, in thine own county! What wouldst thou have me do? Art thou
not my Sheriff? Are not my laws in force in Nottinghamshire? Canst thou
not take thine own course against those that break the laws or do any
injury to thee or thine? Go, get thee gone, and think well; devise some
plan of thine own, but trouble me no further. But look well to it,
Master Sheriff, for I will have my laws obeyed by all men within my kingdom,
and if thou art not able to enforce them thou art no sheriff for me.
So look well to thyself, I say, or ill may befall thee as well as all
the thieving knaves in Nottinghamshire. When the flood cometh it sweepeth
away grain as well as chaff."
Then the Sheriff turned away with a sore and troubled heart,
and sadly he rued his fine show of retainers, for he saw that
the King was angry because he had so many men about him and yet
could not enforce the laws. So, as they all rode slowly back
to Nottingham, the Sheriff was thoughtful and full of care.
Not a word did he speak to anyone, and no one of his men
spoke to him, but all the time he was busy devising some plan
to take Robin Hood.
"Aha!" cried he suddenly, smiting his hand upon his thigh "I have it now!
Ride on, my merry men all, and let us get back to Nottingham Town as speedily
as we may. And mark well my words: before a fortnight is passed, that evil
knave Robin Hood will be safely clapped into Nottingham gaol."
But what was the Sheriff's plan?
As a usurer takes each one of a bag of silver angels, feeling each coin
to find whether it be clipped or not, so the Sheriff, as all rode slowly
and sadly back toward Nottingham, took up thought after thought in turn,
feeling around the edges of each but finding in every one some flaw.
At last he thought of the daring soul of jolly Robin and how, as he the
Sheriff knew, he often came even within the walls of Nottingham.
"Now," thought the Sheriff, "could I but persuade Robin nigh
to Nottingham Town so that I could find him, I warrant I would lay
hands upon him so stoutly that he would never get away again."
Then of a sudden it came to him like a flash that were he to
proclaim a great shooting match and offer some grand prize,
Robin Hood might be overpersuaded by his spirit to come to the butts;
and it was this thought which caused him to cry "Aha!" and smite
his palm upon his thigh.
So, as soon as he had returned safely to Nottingham, he sent
messengers north and south, and east and west, to proclaim
through town, hamlet, and countryside, this grand shooting match,
and everyone was bidden that could draw a longbow, and the prize
was to be an arrow of pure beaten gold.
When Robin Hood first heard the news of this he was in Lincoln Town,
and hastening back to Sherwood Forest he soon called all his merry
men about him and spoke to them thus:
"Now hearken, my merry men all, to the news that I have brought from
Lincoln Town today. Our friend the Sheriff of Nottingham hath proclaimed
a shooting match, and hath sent messengers to tell of it through
all the countryside, and the prize is to be a bright golden arrow.
Now I fain would have one of us win it, both because of the fairness
of the prize and because our sweet friend the Sheriff hath offered it.
So we will take our bows and shafts and go there to shoot, for I know
right well that merriment will be a-going. What say ye, lads?"
Then young David of Doncaster spoke up and said, "Now listen, I pray thee,
good master, unto what I say. I have come straight from our friend Eadom o'
the Blue Boar, and there I heard the full news of this same match.
But, master, I know from him, and he got it from the Sheriff's man Ralph o'
the Scar, that this same knavish Sheriff hath but laid a trap for thee
in this shooting match and wishes nothing so much as to see thee there.
So go not, good master, for I know right well he doth seek to beguile thee,
but stay within the greenwood lest we all meet dole and woe."
"Now," quoth Robin, "thou art a wise lad and keepest thine ears
open and thy mouth shut, as becometh a wise and crafty woodsman.
But shall we let it be said that the Sheriff of Nottingham
did cow bold Robin Hood and sevenscore as fair archers as are
in all merry England? Nay, good David, what thou tellest me
maketh me to desire the prize even more than I else should do.
But what sayeth our good gossip Swanthold? Is it not `A hasty man
burneth his mouth, and the fool that keepeth his eyes shut falleth
into the pit'? Thus he says, truly, therefore we must meet guile
with guile. Now some of you clothe yourselves as curtal friars,
and some as rustic peasants, and some as tinkers, or as beggars,
but see that each man taketh a good bow or broadsword, in case
need should arise. As for myself, I will shoot for this same
golden arrow, and should I win it, we will hang it to the branches
of our good greenwood tree for the joy of all the band.
How like you the plan, my merry men all?"
Then "Good, good!" cried all the band right heartily.
A fair sight was Nottingham Town on the day of the shooting match.
All along upon the green meadow beneath the town wall stretched
a row of benches, one above the other, which were for knight
and lady, squire and dame, and rich burghers and their wives;
for none but those of rank and quality were to sit there.
At the end of the range, near the target, was a raised seat bedecked
with ribbons and scarfs and garlands of flowers, for the Sheriff
of Nottingham and his dame. The range was twoscore paces broad.
At one end stood the target, at the other a tent of striped canvas,
from the pole of which fluttered many-colored flags and streamers.
In this booth were casks of ale, free to be broached by any
of the archers who might wish to quench their thirst.
Across the range from where the seats for the better folk
were raised was a railing to keep the poorer people from
crowding in front of the target. Already, while it was early,
the benches were beginning to fill with people of quality, who kept
constantly arriving in little carts or upon palfreys that curveted
muttering to himself and shaking his head like an angry bull;
and so, at a sudden bend, they met sharply face to face.
Each stood still for a time, and then Robin spoke:
"Halloa, my sweet bird," said he, laughing merrily, "how likest
thou thine ale? Wilt not sing to me another song?"
The Tinker said nothing at first but stood looking at Robin with a grim face.
"Now," quoth he at last, "I am right glad I have met thee, and if I do not
rattle thy bones within thy hide this day, I give thee leave to put thy foot
upon my neck."
"With all my heart," cried merry Robin. "Rattle my bones, an thou canst."
So saying, he gripped his staff and threw himself upon his guard.
Then the Tinker spat upon his hands and, grasping his staff,
came straight at the other. He struck two or three blows, but soon
found that he had met his match, for Robin warded and parried all
of them, and, before the Tinker thought, he gave him a rap upon
the ribs in return. At this Robin laughed aloud, and the Tinker grew
more angry than ever, and smote again with all his might and main.
Again Robin warded two of the strokes, but at the third, his staff
broke beneath the mighty blows of the Tinker. "Now, ill betide thee,
traitor staff," cried Robin, as it fell from his hands; "a foul stick
art thou to serve me thus in mine hour of need."
"Now yield thee," quoth the Tinker, "for thou art my captive;
and if thou do not, I will beat thy pate to a pudding."
To this Robin Hood made no answer, but, clapping his horn to his lips,
he blew three blasts, loud and clear.
"Ay," quoth the Tinker, "blow thou mayest, but go thou must with me
to Nottingham Town, for the Sheriff would fain see thee there.
Now wilt thou yield thee, or shall I have to break thy pretty head?"
"An I must drink sour ale, I must," quoth Robin, "but never
have I yielded me to man before, and that without wound or mark
upon my body. Nor, when I bethink me, will I yield now.
Ho, my merry men! Come quickly!"
Then from out the forest leaped Little John and six stout yeomen clad
in Lincoln green.
"How now, good master," cried Little John, "what need hast thou
that thou dost wind thy horn so loudly?"
"There stands a tinker," quoth Robin, "that would fain take me to Nottingham,
there to hang upon the gallows tree."
"Then shall he himself hang forthwith," cried Little John,
and he and the others made at the Tinker, to seize him.
"Nay, touch him not," said Robin, "for a right stout man is he.
A metal man he is by trade, and a mettled man by nature; moreover, he doth
sing a lovely ballad. Say, good fellow, wilt thou join my merry men all?
Three suits of Lincoln green shalt thou have a year, besides forty
marks in fee; thou shalt share all with us and lead a right merry life
in the greenwood; for cares have we not, and misfortune cometh not upon
us within the sweet shades of Sherwood, where we shoot the dun deer
and feed upon venison and sweet oaten cakes, and curds and honey.
Wilt thou come with me?"
"Ay, marry, will I join with you all," quoth the Tinker,
"for I love a merry life, and I love thee, good master,
though thou didst thwack my ribs and cheat me into the bargain.
Fain am I to own thou art both a stouter and a slyer man than I;
so I will obey thee and be thine own true servant."
So all turned their steps to the forest depths, where the Tinker
was to live henceforth. For many a day he sang ballads
to the band, until the famous Allan a Dale joined them,
before whose sweet voice all others seemed as harsh as a raven's;
but of him we will learn hereafter.
The Shooting Match at Nottingham Town
THEN THE SHERIFF was very wroth because of this failure to take
jolly Robin, for it came to his ears, as ill news always does,
that the people laughed at him and made a jest of his thinking
to serve a warrant upon such a one as the bold outlaw.
And a man hates nothing so much as being made a jest of; so he said:
"Our gracious lord and sovereign King himself shall know of this,
and how his laws are perverted and despised by this band of rebel outlaws.
As for yon traitor Tinker, him will I hang, if I catch him,
upon the very highest gallows tree in all Nottinghamshire."
Then he bade all his servants and retainers to make ready to go
to London Town, to see and speak with the King.
At this there was bustling at the Sheriff's castle, and men
ran hither and thither upon this business and upon that,
while the forge fires of Nottingham glowed red far into the night
like twinkling stars, for all the smiths of the town were busy
making or mending armor for the Sheriff's troop of escort.
For two days this labor lasted, then, on the third, all was ready
for the journey. So forth they started in the bright sunlight,
from Nottingham Town to Fosse Way and thence to Watling Street;
and so they journeyed for two days, until they saw at last
the spires and towers of great London Town; and many folks stopped,
as they journeyed along, and gazed at the show they made
riding along the highways with their flashing armor and gay
plumes and trappings.
In London King Henry and his fair Queen Eleanor held their court,
gay with ladies in silks and satins and velvets and cloth of gold,
and also brave knights and gallant courtiers.
Thither came the Sheriff and was shown into the King's presence.
"A boon, a boon," quoth he, as he knelt upon the ground.
"Now what wouldst thou have?" said the King. "Let us hear
what may be thy desires."
"O good my Lord and Sovereign," spake the Sheriff, "in Sherwood Forest
in our own good shire of Nottingham, liveth a bold outlaw whose name
is Robin Hood."
"In good sooth," said the King, "his doings have reached even our own
royal ears. He is a saucy, rebellious varlet, yet, I am fain to own,
a right merry soul withal."
"But hearken, O my most gracious Sovereign," said the Sheriff. "I sent
a warrant to him with thine own royal seal attached, by a right
lusty knave, but he beat the messenger and stole the warrant.
And he killeth thy deer and robbeth thine own liege subjects even upon
the great highways."
"Why, how now," quoth the King wrathfully. "What wouldst thou have me do?
Comest thou not to me with a great array of men-at-arms and retainers,
and yet art not able to take a single band of lusty knaves without armor
on breast, in thine own county! What wouldst thou have me do? Art thou
not my Sheriff? Are not my laws in force in Nottinghamshire? Canst thou
not take thine own course against those that break the laws or do any
injury to thee or thine? Go, get thee gone, and think well; devise some
plan of thine own, but trouble me no further. But look well to it,
Master Sheriff, for I will have my laws obeyed by all men within my kingdom,
and if thou art not able to enforce them thou art no sheriff for me.
So look well to thyself, I say, or ill may befall thee as well as all
the thieving knaves in Nottinghamshire. When the flood cometh it sweepeth
away grain as well as chaff."
Then the Sheriff turned away with a sore and troubled heart,
and sadly he rued his fine show of retainers, for he saw that
the King was angry because he had so many men about him and yet
could not enforce the laws. So, as they all rode slowly back
to Nottingham, the Sheriff was thoughtful and full of care.
Not a word did he speak to anyone, and no one of his men
spoke to him, but all the time he was busy devising some plan
to take Robin Hood.
"Aha!" cried he suddenly, smiting his hand upon his thigh "I have it now!
Ride on, my merry men all, and let us get back to Nottingham Town as speedily
as we may. And mark well my words: before a fortnight is passed, that evil
knave Robin Hood will be safely clapped into Nottingham gaol."
But what was the Sheriff's plan?
As a usurer takes each one of a bag of silver angels, feeling each coin
to find whether it be clipped or not, so the Sheriff, as all rode slowly
and sadly back toward Nottingham, took up thought after thought in turn,
feeling around the edges of each but finding in every one some flaw.
At last he thought of the daring soul of jolly Robin and how, as he the
Sheriff knew, he often came even within the walls of Nottingham.
"Now," thought the Sheriff, "could I but persuade Robin nigh
to Nottingham Town so that I could find him, I warrant I would lay
hands upon him so stoutly that he would never get away again."
Then of a sudden it came to him like a flash that were he to
proclaim a great shooting match and offer some grand prize,
Robin Hood might be overpersuaded by his spirit to come to the butts;
and it was this thought which caused him to cry "Aha!" and smite
his palm upon his thigh.
So, as soon as he had returned safely to Nottingham, he sent
messengers north and south, and east and west, to proclaim
through town, hamlet, and countryside, this grand shooting match,
and everyone was bidden that could draw a longbow, and the prize
was to be an arrow of pure beaten gold.
When Robin Hood first heard the news of this he was in Lincoln Town,
and hastening back to Sherwood Forest he soon called all his merry
men about him and spoke to them thus:
"Now hearken, my merry men all, to the news that I have brought from
Lincoln Town today. Our friend the Sheriff of Nottingham hath proclaimed
a shooting match, and hath sent messengers to tell of it through
all the countryside, and the prize is to be a bright golden arrow.
Now I fain would have one of us win it, both because of the fairness
of the prize and because our sweet friend the Sheriff hath offered it.
So we will take our bows and shafts and go there to shoot, for I know
right well that merriment will be a-going. What say ye, lads?"
Then young David of Doncaster spoke up and said, "Now listen, I pray thee,
good master, unto what I say. I have come straight from our friend Eadom o'
the Blue Boar, and there I heard the full news of this same match.
But, master, I know from him, and he got it from the Sheriff's man Ralph o'
the Scar, that this same knavish Sheriff hath but laid a trap for thee
in this shooting match and wishes nothing so much as to see thee there.
So go not, good master, for I know right well he doth seek to beguile thee,
but stay within the greenwood lest we all meet dole and woe."
"Now," quoth Robin, "thou art a wise lad and keepest thine ears
open and thy mouth shut, as becometh a wise and crafty woodsman.
But shall we let it be said that the Sheriff of Nottingham
did cow bold Robin Hood and sevenscore as fair archers as are
in all merry England? Nay, good David, what thou tellest me
maketh me to desire the prize even more than I else should do.
But what sayeth our good gossip Swanthold? Is it not `A hasty man
burneth his mouth, and the fool that keepeth his eyes shut falleth
into the pit'? Thus he says, truly, therefore we must meet guile
with guile. Now some of you clothe yourselves as curtal friars,
and some as rustic peasants, and some as tinkers, or as beggars,
but see that each man taketh a good bow or broadsword, in case
need should arise. As for myself, I will shoot for this same
golden arrow, and should I win it, we will hang it to the branches
of our good greenwood tree for the joy of all the band.
How like you the plan, my merry men all?"
Then "Good, good!" cried all the band right heartily.
A fair sight was Nottingham Town on the day of the shooting match.
All along upon the green meadow beneath the town wall stretched
a row of benches, one above the other, which were for knight
and lady, squire and dame, and rich burghers and their wives;
for none but those of rank and quality were to sit there.
At the end of the range, near the target, was a raised seat bedecked
with ribbons and scarfs and garlands of flowers, for the Sheriff
of Nottingham and his dame. The range was twoscore paces broad.
At one end stood the target, at the other a tent of striped canvas,
from the pole of which fluttered many-colored flags and streamers.
In this booth were casks of ale, free to be broached by any
of the archers who might wish to quench their thirst.
Across the range from where the seats for the better folk
were raised was a railing to keep the poorer people from
crowding in front of the target. Already, while it was early,
the benches were beginning to fill with people of quality, who kept
constantly arriving in little carts or upon palfreys that curveted
- sharply [´ʃɑ:pli]
ad.锋利地；剧烈地 (初中英语单词) - sheriff [´ʃerif] n.郡长；行政长官 (初中英语单词)
- moreover [mɔ:´rəuvə] ad.再者，此外，而且 (初中英语单词)
- henceforth [´hens´fɔ:θ] ad.今后；从今以后 (初中英语单词)
- failure [´feiljə] n.失败；衰竭；破产 (初中英语单词)
- gracious [´greiʃəs] a.和蔼可亲的；任慈的 (初中英语单词)
- sovereign [´sɔvrin] a.至高无上的 n.君主 (初中英语单词)
- traitor [´treitə] n.叛徒，卖国贼 (初中英语单词)
- hither [´hiðə] ad.到此处 (初中英语单词)
- thither [´ðiðə] ad.到那里 a.那边的 (初中英语单词)
- thence [ðens] ad.从那里；因此 (初中英语单词)
- gallant [´gælənt, gə´lænt] a.英勇的；华丽的 (初中英语单词)
- doings [´du:iŋz] n.行动；所作的事 (初中英语单词)
- messenger [´mesindʒə] n.使者；送信人 (初中英语单词)
- enforce [in´fɔ:s] vt.执行；强迫；加强 (初中英语单词)
- safely [´seifli] ad.安全地；平安地 (初中英语单词)
- persuade [pə´sweid] v.(被)说服；使相信 (初中英语单词)
- everyone [´evriwʌn] pron.=everybody 每人 (初中英语单词)
- beaten [´bi:tn] beat 的过去分词 (初中英语单词)
- therefore [´ðeəfɔ:] ad.&conj.因此；所以 (初中英语单词)
- meadow [´medəu] n.草地；牧场 (初中英语单词)
- squire [skwaiə] n.护卫，侍从；乡绅 (初中英语单词)
- beginning [bi´giniŋ] n.开始，开端；起源 (初中英语单词)
- merrily [´merili] ad.欢乐地；愉快地 (高中英语单词)
- saying [´seiŋ, ´sei-iŋ] n.言语；言论；格言 (高中英语单词)
- mighty [´maiti] a.强有力的 ad.很 (高中英语单词)
- ballad [´bæləd] n.民歌，民谣 (高中英语单词)
- misfortune [mis´fɔ:tʃən] n.不幸；灾祸 (高中英语单词)
- devise [di´vaiz] vt.设计，发明 (高中英语单词)
- befall [bi´fɔ:l] v.降临；发表(于) (高中英语单词)
- thoughtful [´θɔ:tfəl] a.深思的；体贴的 (高中英语单词)
- fortnight [´fɔ:tnait] n.两星期 (高中英语单词)
- finding [´faindiŋ] n.发现物；判断；结果 (高中英语单词)
- hamlet [´hæmlit] n.村庄 (高中英语单词)
- gossip [´gɔsip] n.&vi.说闲话；聊天 (高中英语单词)
- rustic [´rʌstik] a.田野的；质朴的 (高中英语单词)
- quench [kwentʃ] v.熄灭；平息；压制 (高中英语单词)
- tinker [´tiŋkə] n.&v.补锅(匠) (英语四级单词)
- nottingham [´nɔtiŋəm] n.诺丁汉 (英语四级单词)
- lincoln [´liŋkən] n.林肯 (英语四级单词)
- gallows [´gæləuz] n.绞刑架 (英语四级单词)
- warrant [´wɔrənt] n.根据；委任书；权利 (英语四级单词)
- outlaw [´autlɔ:] n.歹徒 vt.将...放逐 (英语四级单词)
- hearken [´hɑ:kən] vi.听 (英语四级单词)
- daring [´deəriŋ] a.&n.勇敢(的) (英语四级单词)
- countryside [´kʌntrisaid] n.乡下，农村 (英语四级单词)
- merriment [´merimənt] n.欢乐 (英语四级单词)
- beguile [bi´gail] vt.欺骗；消磨(时间) (英语四级单词)
- striped [´straipt] a.有条纹的 (英语四级单词)
- railing [´reiliŋ] n.栏杆 (英语四级单词)
- bethink [bi´θiŋk] vt.想起；思考 (英语六级单词)
- greenwood [´gri:nwud] n.绿林 (英语六级单词)
- venison [´venisən] n.鹿肉；野味 (英语六级单词)
- rebellious [ri´beljəs] a.造反的；反叛的 (英语六级单词)
- crafty [´krɑ:fti] a.狡猾的 (英语六级单词)
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