Vpon the Frenchmen for their Ensignes runne,

Thick there as trees within a well-growne wood;

Where great Atchiements instantly were done,

Against them toughly whilst that Nation stood,

But ô what man his destinie can shunne

That Noble Suffolke there is ouerthrowne,

When he much valour sundry wayes hath showne.

The Earle of Suffolke slaine.

Which the proud English further doth prouoke,

Who to destruction bodily were bent,