The Battaile of Agincourt

by Michael Drayton

Rampiers of earth the painefull Pyoners raise

With the walls equall, close vpon the Dike,

To passe by which the Souldier that assayes,

On Planks thrust ouer, one him downe doth strike:

Him with a mall a second English payes,

A second French transpearc’d him with a Pyke:

That from the height of the embattel’d Towers,

Their mixed blood ranne downe the walls in showers.

A French man back into the Towne doth fall,

With a sheafe Arrow shot into the head;