Which for their Targets ours before them beare,
And with a fresh assault come on againe;
Scarse in the Field yet, such a fight as there,
Crosse-bowes, and Long-bowes at it are amaine,
Vntil the French their massacre that feare,
Of the fierce English, a cessation craue,
Offring to yeeld, so they their liues would saue.
Lewis of Burbon in the furious heat
Of this great Battaile, hauing made some stay,
Who with the left wing suffered a defeate,