And scarse a man but wet-shod went in gore,
As two together are in deadly fight,
And to death wounded, as one tumbleth ore,
This Frenchman falling, with his very weight
Doth kill another strucken downe before,
As he againe so falling, likewise feeles
His last breath hastned by anothers heeles.
And whilst the English eagerly pursue
The fearefull French before them still that fly,
The points of Bills and Halbers they imbrue