Thunder to thunder.
Well it thine age became, 65
O noble Erpingham
Which did the signal aim
To our hid forces;
When from a meadow by,
Like a storm suddenly, 70
The English archery
Stuck the French horses.
With Spanish yew so strong,
Thunder to thunder.
Well it thine age became, 65
O noble Erpingham
Which did the signal aim
To our hid forces;
When from a meadow by,
Like a storm suddenly, 70
The English archery
Stuck the French horses.
With Spanish yew so strong,