Towart the feld onon he can to Rid,
And chargit them befor ye oſt to byd.
The trumpets, clarions, horns, and bugles are sounded.
Wp goith the trumpetis, and the claryownis,
[3436] Hornys, bugillis blawing furth thar ſownis,
That al the cuntre reſownit hath about;
Arthur’s folk despair.
Than arthuris folk var in diſpar & dout,
That hard the noys, and ſaw the multitud
[3440] Of freſch folk; thai cam as thai war wod.