The French which found how little Henry makes,
Of their vaine boasts, as set therewith on fire,
Whilst each one to his Ensigne him betakes;
The Constable to raise their spleene the hyer,
Thus speakes: Braue friends now for your Grandsires sakes,
Your Country, Honours, or what may inspire
Your soules with courage, straine vp all your powers,
To make this day victoriously ours.
Forward stout French, your valours and aduance,
By taking vengeance for our Fathers slaine,