h to suffer for his sake:
Which in the French (when they the same did heare)
Bred of this braue King, a religious feare.

[Stanza 88: _The Kings mayne Standard (for the ponderousnes thereof,)
euer borne vpon a Carriage._]

His Army rang'd, in order fitting warre,
Each with some greene thing doth his Murrian crowne,
With his mayne standard fixt vpon the Carre;
Comes the great King before th'intrenched Towne,
Whilst from the walls the people gazing are,
In all their sights he sets his Army downe;
Nor for their shot he careth not a pin,
But seekes where he his Battery may begin.

[Stanza 89: _The King makes his approches on three parts._]

And into three, his Army doth diuide,
His strong aproaches on three parts to make;
Himselfe on th'one, Clarence on th'other side,
To Yorke and Suffolke he the third doth take,
The Mines the Duke of Glocester doth guide;
Then caus'd his Ships the Riuer vp to Stake,
That none with Victuall should the Towne relieue
Should the Sword faile, with Famine them to grieue.

[Stanza 90: _The King summons Harflew._]

From his Pauillion where he sate in State,
Arm'd for the Siedge, and buckling on his Shield,
Braue Henry sends his Herault to the Gate,
By Trumpets sound, to summon them to yeeld,
And to accept his Mercy, ere to late,
Or else to say ere he forsooke the field,
Harflew should be but a meere heape of Stones,
Her buildings buried with her Owners bones.

[Stanza 91]

France on this sudaine put into a fright,
With the sad newes of Harflew in distresse,
Whose inexpected, miserable plight,
She on the suddaine, knew not to redresse,
But vrg'd to doe the vtmost that she might,
The peoples feares and clamours to suppresse,
Raiseth a power with all the speede she could,
Somewhat thereby, to loose King Henries hold.

[Stanza 92: _Charles de Alibert, and Iohn Bowcequalt._]

The Marshall, and the Constable of France,
Leading those Forces levied for the turne,
By which they thought their Titles to aduance,
And of their Countrey endlesse praise to earne,
But it with them farre otherwise doth chance,
For when they saw the Villages to burne,
And high-towr'd Harflew round ingirt with fires,
They with their powers to Cawdebeck retire.

[Stanza 93: _A Simile of the French powers._]

Like as a Hinde when shee her Calfe doth see,
Lighted by chance into a Lions pawes,
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