Our foes approch my courage did dismay:
And as dire need did me thereto constraine,
My troopes of men I marshall’d on the plaine.
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Who with swift concurse fill’d the smothred ground,
And did enranke themselues in braue array,
The foreward with bold bowmen did abound,
Commixt with pikes to beare the violent sway,
When on our front the foe should giue th’assay,
And to their forme in fight good heed to take,