The best bow that the yeoman brought
Robin set on a string.

"Now shall I ween if thou be good,
And pull it up to thy ear."
"So God me help," said the proud potter,
"This is but right weak gear."

To a quiver Robin went,
A good bolt out he took;
So near on to the mark he went,
He failed not a foot.

All they shot a bout again,
The sheriff's men and he;
Of the mark he would not fail,
He cleft the target in three.

Lines 199-208 from Robin Hood and the Potter