Sir Thomas Erpingham getteth in with his three hundred Archers.
Till olde Sir Thomas Erpingham at last,
With those three hundred Archers commeth in,
Which layd in ambush not three houres yet past;
Had the Defeat of the French Army bin,
With these that noble Souldier maketh hast,
Lest other from him should the honour win:
Who as before now stretch their well-wax’d strings,
At the French Horse then comming in the wings.
The soyle with slaughter eu’ry where they load,