The Duke of Brabant of high valour knowne, The Earles of Marle, and Faconbridge the Reare, To Arthur Earle of Richmount’s selfe alone, They leaue the Right wing to be guided there: Lewes of Burbon, second yet to none, Led on the left; with him that mighty Peere The Earle of Vandome, who of all her men Large France entytled, her great Master then. [Stanza 167: _The Marshalling of the English Army cõtaining fiue stanzas._] The Duke of Yorke the English Vanward guides, Of our strong Archers, that consisted most; Which with our Horse was wing’d on both the sides: T’affront so great and terrible an Host; There valiant Fanhope, and there Beamount rides, With Willoughby which scowred had the Coast, That morning early, and had seene at large, How the Foe came, that then they were to charge. [Stanza 168] Henry himselfe, on the mayne Battell brings, Nor can these Legions of the French affright This Mars of men, this King of earthly Kings: Who seem’d to be much pleased with the sight, As one ordayn’d t’accomplish mighty things; Who to the Field came in such brau’ry dight: As to the English boades succesfull luck Before one stroke, on either side was struck. [Stanza 169: _The brauery of King Henryes owne person._] In Warlike state the Royall Standard borne Before him, as in splendrous Armes he road, Whilst his coruetting Courser seem’d in scorne To touch the earth whereon he proudly troad, Lillyes, and Lyons quarterly adorne; His Shield, and his Caparison doe load: Vpon his Helme a Crowne with Diamonds deckt, Which through the Field their Radient fiers reflect. [Stanza 170] The Duke of Gloster neere to him agen, T’assist his Brother in that dreadfull day, Oxford and Suffolke both true Marshiall men, Ready to keepe the Battell in Array, To Excester there was appointed then The Reare; on which their second succours lay: Which were the youth, most of the Noblest blood, Vnder the Ensignes of their names that stood. [Stanza 171] Then of the stakes he doth the care commend, To certaine troupes that actiue were and strong, Onely diuis’d the Archers to defend, Pointed with Iron and of fiue foote long; To be remou’d still which way they should bend, Where the French Horse should thick’st vpon them throng Which when the Host to charge each other went, Show’d his great wit that first did them inuent. [Stanza 172: _The scornfull message of the French to the King of England._] [_The Kings answer to the French._] Both Armies sit, and at the point to fight, The French themselues assuring of the day; Send to the King of England (as in spight) To know what he would for his Ransome pay, Who with this answere doth their scorne requite: I pray thee Herault wish the French to stay, And e’r the day be past, I hope to see, That for their Ransomes they shall send to me. [Stanza 173: _The Constables Oration to the French._]