Who got a Ring would scarsly put it on,
Except therein there were some Radiant stone.
Out of rich sutes the Noblest French they strip,
And leaue their Bodies naked on the ground,
And each one fills his Knapsack or his Scrip;
With some rare thing that on the Field is found:
About his bus’nesse he doth nimbly skip,
That had vpon him many a cruell wound:
And where they found a French not out-right slaine,
They him a prisoner constantly retaine.