Into the midst of this Battalion brought,
And valiant Fanhope no whit lesse in force,
Himselfe hath thither through the squadrons raught,
Whereas the English without all remorce,
(Looking like men that deepely were distraught)
Smoking with sweat, besmear’d with dust and blood,
Cut into [Cantels] all that them withstood.
Yet whilst thus hotely they hold vp the Chase
Vpon the French, and had so high a hand:
The Duke of Burbon to make good his place,