hand:
The Duke of Burbon to make good his place,
Inforc'd his troupes (with much adoe) to stand,
To whom the Earle of Suffolke makes a pace,
Bringing a fresh, and yet-vnfought-with Band:
Of valiant Bill-men, Oxford with successe,
Vp with his Troupes doth with the other presse.

[Stanza 201]

When in comes Orleance, quite thrust off before,
By those rude crowdes that from the English ran,
Encouraging stout Burbons Troupes the more,
T'affront the Foe that instantly began:
Faine would the Duke (if possible) restore,
(Doing as much as could be done by man)
Their Honour lost, by this their late Defeate,
And caused onely, by their base Retreate.

[Stanza 202]

Their men at Armes their Lances closely lock
One in another, and come vp so round,
That by the strength and horrour of the shock,
They forc'd the English to forsake their ground,
Shrinking no more then they had beene a Rock,
Though by the Shafts receiuing many a wound,
As they would showe, that they were none of those,
That turn'd their backs so basely to their Foes.

[Stanza 203: _The courage of Woodhouse remarkable._]

Panting for breath, his Murrian in his hand,
Woodhouse comes in as back the English beare,
My Lords (quoth he) what now inforc'd to stand,
When smiling Fortune off'reth vs so faire,
The French lye yonder like to wreakes of sand,
And you by this our glory but impaire:
Or now, or neuer, your first Fight maintaine,
Chatillyon and the Constable are slaine.

[Stanza 204]

Hand ouer head pell mell vpon them ronne,
If you will proue the Masters of the day,
Ferrers and Greystock haue so brauely done,
That I enuie their glory, and dare say,
From all the English, they the Gole haue woone;
Either let's share, or they'll beare all away.
This spoke, his Ax about his head he flings,
And hasts away, as though his heeles had winges.

[Stanza 205]

The Incitation of this youthfull Knight,
Besides amends for their Retrayte to make,
Doth re-enforce their courage, with their might:
A second Charge with speed to vndertake;
Neuer before were they so mad to fight,
When valiant Fanhope thus the Lords bespake,
Suffolke and Oxford as braue Earles you be,
Once more beare vp with Willoughby and me.

[Stanza 206]

Why now, me think'st I heare braue Fanhope speake,
Quoth noble Oxford, thou hast thy desire:
These words of thine shall