,
Blamount who sees the Count Salines slaine,
Straight copes with Cornwal beaten out of breath
Till Kent comes in, and rescues him from death.

[Stanza 224]

Kent vpon Blamount furiously doth flye,
Who at the Earle with no lesse courage struck,
And one the other with such knocks they plye,
That eithers Axe in th'others Helmet stuck;
Whilst they are wrastling, crossing thigh with thigh;
Their Axes pykes, which soonest out should pluck:
They, fall to ground like in their Casks to smother,
With their clutcht Gauntlets cuffing one another.

[Stanza 225: _Called Cluet of Brabant._]

Couragious Cluet grieued at the sight
Of his friend Blamounts vnexpected fall,
Makes in to lend him all the ayde he might;
Whose comming seem'd the stout Lord Scales to call,
Betwixt whom then began a mortall fight,
When instantly fell in Sir Phillip Hall,
Gainst him goes Roussy, in then Louell ran,
Whom next Count Moruyle chuseth as his man.

[Stanza 226]

Their Curates are vnriuetted with blowes,
With horrid wounds their breasts and faces slasht;
There drops a cheeke, and there falls off a nose:
And in ones face his fellowes braines are dasht;
Yet still the Better with the English goes;
The earth of France with her owne blood is washt;
They fall so fast, she scarse affords them roome,
That one mans Trunke becomes anothers Toombe.

[Stanza 227: _The Earle of Suffolke chargeth the Earle of Huntingdon
With breach of promise._]

When Suffolk chargeth Huntingdon with sloth,
Ouer himselfe too wary to haue bin,
And had neglected his fast plighted troth
Vpon the Field, the Battaile to begin,
That where the one was, there they would be both;
When the stout Earle of Huntingdon, to win
Trust with his friends; doth this himselfe enlarge
To this great Earle who dares him thus to charge.

[Stanza 228]

My Lord (quoth he) it is not that I feare,
More then your selfe, that so I haue not gone;
But that I haue beene forced to be neare
The King, whose person I attend vpon,
And that I doubt not but to make appeare
Now, if occasion shall but call me on,
Looke round about my Lord, if you can see,
Some braue aduenture worthy you and me.

[Stanza 229: _A desperate attempt by the Earle of Huntingdon._]

See yan proud Banner, of the Duke of Barres,
Me thinkst it wafts vs, and I heare it say,
Wher's that couragious Englishman tha