t it for me no Ransome e'r shall rayse,
Either I'le Conquer, or here end my dayes.

[Stanza 177]

It were no glory for vs to subdue
Them, then our number, were the French no more;
When in one Battaile twice our Fathers slue,
Three times so many as themselues before,
But to doe something that were strange and new:
Wherefore (I aske you) Came we to this shore;
Vpon these French our Fathers wan renowne,
And with their swords we'll hewe yan Forrest downe.

[Stanza 178]

The meanest Souldier if in Fight he take,
The greatest Prince in yonder Army knowne,
Without controule shall him his prisoner make,
And haue his Ransome freely as his owne:
Now English lyes our Honour at the stake,
And now or neuer be our Valour showne:
God and our Cause, Saint George for England stands,
Now Charge them English, fortune guide your hands.

[Stanza 179]

When hearing one wish all the valiant men
At home in England, with them present were;
The King makes answere instantly agen,
I would not haue one man more then is here:
If we subdue, lesse should our praise be then:
If ouercome, lesse losse shall England beare:
And to our numbers we should giue that deede,
Which must from Gods owne powerfull hand proceede.

[Stanza 180: _The high valour of the King of England._]

The dreadfull Charge the Drummes & Trumpets sound,
With hearts exalted, though with humbled eyes,
When as the English kneeling on the ground,
Extend their hands vp to the glorious skyes;
Then from the earth as though they did rebound,
Actiue as fire immediatly they rise:
And such a shrill showt from their throats they sent,
As made the French to stagger as they went.

[Stanza 181: _Sir Thomas Erpingham gaue the Signall to the English._]

Wherewith they stopt, when Erpingham which led
The Armie, sawe, the showt had made them stand,
Wafting his Warder thrice about his head,
He cast it vp with his auspicious hand,
Which was the signall through the English spread,
That they should Charge: which as a dread command
Made them rush on, yet with a second rore,
Frighting the French worse then they did before.

[Stanza 182]

But when they sawe the Enemie so slowe,
Which they expected faster to come on,
Some scattering Shot they sent out as to showe,
That their approach they onely stood vpon;
Which with more feruour made their rage to glowe,
So much disgr