To scale our walles hee durst no longer stay.
26.
At midnight hee dislodgde, from seige hee made departe,
The constable of Fraunce (late earle of Richemond) fled,
And toward Fougiers sped, with such as tooke his parte,
For haste, perhaps with feare, lest hee should lose his heade:
They left two hundred pypes of flowre and bisket bread,
Greate gunnes foureteene, three hundred pypes of wine,
Two hundred frailes of figs and raysons fine.
27.