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A73861	The battaile of Agincourt Fought by Henry the fift of that name, King of England, against the whole power of the French: vnder the raigne of their Charles the sixt, anno Dom. 1415. The miseries of Queene Margarite, the infortunate wife, of that most infortunate King Henry the sixt. Nimphidia, the court of Fayrie. The quest of Cinthia. The shepheards Sirena. The moone-calfe. Elegies vpon sundry occasions. By Michaell Drayton, Esquire.	Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631.	1631 (1631)	STC 7191; ESTC S109888	153,591	328

haue built thee Trophyes euery wh●● Wrought with our Crowne supported by th● Be●● What glory had it wonne the Neuils name To haue vpheld the right succeeding race Of that fift Henry hee that was of ●ame The onely Mineon whom thou now dost trace But Salsbury the first against vs came Then Falconbridge and Mount●cute ô base To aduance a ●ra●tor to his ●oueraigne thus But to our Cr●●ne your name is ominous How many a braue Peere thy too-neere Allies Whose losse the Babe that 's yet vnborne shall ●●e Haue made themselues a willing Sacrifice In our iust quarrell who it rightly knevv Whose blood gainst Yorke and his adherents cr●es Whom many a sad cu●se euer shall pursue O Warwicke Warwicke expiat this gilt By shedding their● for whom our blood was 〈…〉 When in like language this great Earle agai● Regreets the Queene and vvoes her to forbeare Of former gree●e one thought to ●ntertaine Things are not now quoth he as once they were To talke of these past helpe it is in vaine What though it ease your heart please your ea●● This is not it no ●t must be our Swords Must right our vvrongs deare Lady not our w 〈…〉 Madam quoth he by this my vexed heart On Edwards head which oft hath wish'd the Crown ●t but Queene Margarit cleaue to VVarwicks part ●his hand that heau'd him vp shall hew him downe ●nd if from Henry Richard Neuill start Vpon my house let Heauen for euer frowne Of backe the Crown to this yong Prince I le bring Or not be VVarwicke if he be not King When they accord Prince Edward should affye Anne the Earles Daughter to confirme it more By Sacrament themselues they strictly tye By Armes againe King Henry to restore Or in the Quarrell they would liue and dye 〈…〉 ptising likewise in the oath they swore That th' Earle and Clarence should Protectors be When they King Henry and the Prince should free When soone great VVarwicke into England sends ●o warne his friends that they for Warre prepare ●●g Henrys Title and to them commends ●●at they should take his cause into their care ●ow is the time that he must try his friends ●hen he himselfe gainst Edward must declare And vvhen much strife amongst the cōmons rose Whom they should ayde and whom they should oppose Furnish'd with all things well be fitting Warre ● great King Lewis to Queene Margarite lent ●arwicke vvhose name Fame sounded had so far 〈…〉 t men with Wonder view'd him as he went Of all men liuing the most popular Thought eu'ry houre to be but idely spent On Englands troubled earth vntill he were To view the troupes attending for him there And in his Army tooke with him along Oxford and Penbrooke who had beene destroy'd By Edward sworne now to reuenge their wrong By Burgoyne the French Admirall conuoy'd At whose A●iue the shores with people throng At sight of Warwicke and so ouerioy'd That eu'ry one a VVarwicke VVarwicke cryes Well may the Red-Rose by great VVarwicke ri●● Like some black cloud which houering lately hu 〈…〉 Thrust on at last by th'windes impetuouspower The groues and fields comes raging in among As though both foules and flockes it would deuoure That those abroad make to the shelters strong To saue themselues from the outragious shower Sofly the Yorkists before VVarwicks Drummes Like a sterne Tempest roaring as he comes When Edward late who wore the costly Crowne Himselfe so high and on his Fortunes bore Then heard himselfe in euery place cry'd downe And made much lesse then he was great before Nor dares he trust himselfe in any Towne For in the In-lands as along the shore Their Proclamations him a Traytor make And each man charg'd against him Armes to tak● For which the VVashes he is forc'd to wade And in much perill lastly gets to Lin To saue himselfe such shift King Edward made For in more danger he had neuer bin Where finding three Dutch Hulkes which lay for trade ●he great'st of them he hires to take him in Richard his brother Hastings his true friend Scarse worth one sword their person● to defend When VVarwicke now the only Prince of power Edward the fourth out of the Kingdome fled Commands himselfe free entrance to the Tower And sets th' Imperiall wreath on Henrys head Brings him through London to the Bishops bower By the applanding people followed Whose sh●ill re-ecchoing shouts resounds from far A VVarwicke VVarwicke long liue Lancaster And presently a Parliament they call In which they attaint King Edward in his blood The lands and goods made forf●itures of all That in this quarrell with proud Yorke had stood Their friends in their old honours they install Which they had lost now by an act made good Intayle the Crovvne on Henry and his heyres The next on Clarence should they fayle in theirs Whilst VVarwicke thus King Henry doth aduance ●ee but the Fate still following the sad Queene ●uch Stormes and Tempests in that season chance ●efore that time as seldome had bin seene That twice from Sea she was forc'd back to France As angry Heauen had put it selfe betvvene Her and her loyes and would a witnesse be That naugh● but sorrow this sad Queene must see This might haue lent her comfort yet at last So many troubles hauing vndergone And hauing through so many perils past T' haue seene her husband setled on his Throne Yet still the skies with clowds are ouercast Well might shee heare but of this sees she none Which from far off as flying newes doth greet her Naught but mischance when she comes in must meet her But all this while King Edward not dis●ay'd His brother Charles of Burgondy so plyes That though the subtill Duke on both side play'd Edward and Henry both his neere Allies Vpon the Duke King Edward yet so layd Hauing his sisters furtherance who was wise That Vnderhand his strength he sorestores As that he dar'd t' attempt the English shores With foureteene Ships from th' Easterlings being hir'd And foure Burgonians excellently man'd After some time with stormes and tempests tyr'd He neere the mouth of Humber haps to land Where though the Beacons at his sight were fir'd Yet few or none his entrance doe withstand For that his friends had giuen it out before He sought the Dukedome and he would no more Vpon his march when forward as he came Resolu'd to trye the very worst of Warre He Summons Yorke where of he bare the name To him her Duke her Gates that doth vnbarre And comming next to Rocke-rear● Nottingham Mountgomery Borough Harrington and Par Bring him their power at Lecester againe Three thousand came to Hastings that retaine To Couentry and keeping on his way Sets downe his Army in the Cities sight Whereas that time the Earle of Warwicke lay To whom he sends to dare him out to fight Which still the Earle deferrs from day to day Perceiuing

that first did them inuent Both armies fit and at the point to fight The French assuring of themselues the day Send to the King of England as in spight To know what he would for his Ransome pay Who with this answere doth their scorne requite ●pray thee Herault wish the French to stay And e'r the day be past I hope to see That for their Ransomes they shall send to mee The French which found how little Henry makes ●f their vaine boasts as set therewith on fire Whilst each one to his Ensigne him betakes ●he Constable to raise his spleene the hyer ●hus speaks Braue friēds now for your Grandsires saks ●our countrys honor or what may inspire Your souls with courage strain vp all your power To make this day victoriously ours Forward stout French your vallours and aduance ●y taking vengeance for our Fathers slaine ●nd strongly fixe the Diadem of France Which to this day vnstead● doth remaine Now with your swords their Traitors bosoms lance ●nd with their bloods wash out that ancient staine And make our earth drunke with the English gore Which hath of ours oft surfetted before Let not one liue in England once to tell ●hat of their King or of the rest became Nor to the English what in France befell But what is bruted by the generall fame But now the Drums began so loud to yell As cut off further what he would declame And Henry seeing them on so fast to make Thus to his Souldiers comfortably spake THinke but vpon the iustnesse of our cause And he 's no man their number that will w● Thus our great Grandsire purchas'd his applause The more they are the greater is our prey We 'll hand in hand wade into dangers iawes And let report to England this conuey That it for me no ransome e'r shall rayse Either I l'e Conquer or here end my dayes It were no glory for vs to subdue Them then our number were the French no mo● When in one battaile twice our Fathers flew Three times so many as themselues before But to doe something that were strange and new Wherefore I aske you Came we to this shore Vpon these French our Fathers wan renow● And with their swords we 'l hew yan forrest d● The meanest Souldier if in fight hee take The greatest Prince in yonder Army knowne Without controule shall him his prisoner make And haue his ransome freely as his owne Now English lyes our honour at the stake And now or neuer be our valour showne God our cause Saint George for England sta 〈…〉 Now charge them English fortune guide yo● ha● When hearing one wish all the valiant men At home in England with them present were The King makes answere instantly againe I would not haue one man more then is here ●●e subdue lesse should our praise be then ●euer come lesse losse shall England beare And to our numbers we should giue that deed Which must from Gods own powerfull hand proceed The dreadful charge the drums trumpets sound With hearts exalted though with humbled eyes When as the English kneeling on the ground Extend the●r hands vp to the glorious skies Then from the earth as though they did rebound ●iue as fire immediatly they rise And such a shrill shoute from their thr●ats they sent As made the French to stagger as they went Wherwith they stopt when Erpingham which led 〈…〉 e Army saw the shout had made them stand 〈…〉 ting his warder thrice about his head ●e cast it vp with his auspitious hand ●hich was the signall through the English spread ●hat they should charge which as a dread cōmand Made them rush on yet with a second rore Frighting the French worse then they did before But when they saw the enemy so slowe ●hich they expected faster to come on 〈…〉 e scattering shot they sent out as to showe 〈…〉 their approach they onely stood vpon ●hich with more feruour made their rage ●o glow ● much disgrace that they had vnder-gone Which to amend with Ensignes let at large Vpon the English furiously they charge At the full Moone looke how th'vnweldy Tyde Shou'd by some Tempest that from Sea doth rise At the full height against the ragged side Of some rough Cliffe of a Giganticke sise Foming with rage impetuously doth ride The angry French in no lesse furious wise Of men at Armes vpon their ready Horse Assayle the English to disperse their force When as those Archers there in ambush layd Hauing their broad side as they came along With their barb'd Arrows the French Horses pay And in their ●lankes like cruell Hornets stong They kick and cry of late that proudly nay de And from their seates their Armed riders flong They ranne together flying from the Dike And make their riders one another strike And whilst the front of the French vanguard ma 〈…〉 Vpon the English thinking them to Route Their Horses runne vpon the Armed stakes And being wounded turne themselues about The bit into his teeth the Courser takes And from his Ranke flyes with his Master out Who either hurts or is hurt of his owne If in the throng not both together throwne Tumbling on heapes some of their Horses cast With their foure feete all vp into the ayre Vnder whose backs their Masters breath their last Soe breake their rains and thence their riders b 〈…〉 ●ome with their feete sticke in the stirrups fast ●y their fierce Iades and trayled here and there Entangled in their bridles one backe drawes And pluckes the bit out of anothers iawes With showers of shafts yet still the English ply ●he French so fast vpon the poynt of flight ●ith the mayne Battell yet stood Henry by ●or all this while had medled in the fight ●pon the Horses as in chase they fly ●rowes so thicke in such abundance light ●hat their broad buttocks men like buts might see Whereat for pastime bow-men shooting bee When soone De Lannies and Sureres hast ●ayde their friends put to this shamefull foyle ●ith two light wings of Horse which had beene plac't ●ill to supply where any should recoyle ●t yet their forces they but vainely waste ●r being light into the generall spoyle Great losse De Linnies shortly doth sustaine Yet scapes himselfe but braue Surreres slaine The King who sees how well his Vanguard sped ●ds his command that instantly it stay ●esiring Yorke so brauely that had led 〈…〉 hold his souldiours in their first array ●r it the Conflict very much might sted 〈…〉 mewhat to fall aside and giue him way Till full vp to him he might bring his power And make the Conquest compleat in an hower Which Yorke obayes and vp King Henry comes When for his guidance he had got him roome The dreadful bellowing of whose straitbracd dru 〈…〉 To the French sounded like the dreadfull doome And them with such stupidity benummes As though the earth had groaned from her wombe For

loue This opened wide the publike way whereby Ruine rusht in vpon the troubled Land Vnder whose weight it hapned long to lye Quite ouerthrowne with their il-guiding hand For their Ambition looking ouer-hie Could in no measure aptly vnderstand Vpon their heads the danger that they drew Whose force too soone they and their faction knew For whilst this braue Prince was imploid abroad Th' affaires of France his minde vp wholly tooke But being thus disburthen'd of that load Which gaue him leave into himselfe to looke The course he ranne in euidently show'd His late Allegeance that he off had shooke And vnder hand his Title set on foote To plucke their Red-Rose quite vp by the roote Thus hauing made a Regent of their owne By whom they meane great matters to effect For by degrees they will ascend the throane And but their owne all ayde they else neglect As with a tempest he to ground is blowne On whom their rage doth any way reflect Which good Duke Humfrey first of all must taste Whose timelesse death intemperately they haste This Henryes Vncle and his next of blood Was both Protector of the Realme and King Whose meekenesse had instiled him the Good Of most especiall trust in euery thing One to his Country constantly that stood As Time should say I foorth a man will bring So plaine and honest as on him I le rest The age he liu'd in as the onely best This graue Protector who both Realms had sway Whilst the Kings nonage his sound counsels crau'● In his great wisedome when he throughly way'd How this French Lady here her selfe behau'd To make her Game againe how Suffolke play'd The Realmes from ruine hoping to haue sau'd Lost his deare life within a little space Which ouerthrew the whole Lancastrian race This Prince who still dar'd stoutly to oppose Those whom be sawe all but their owne to hate Then found the league o his inueterate soes To come vpon him wi●h the power of Fate And things to that extremitie still rose The certaine signe of the declining State As that their Faction euery day grew strong Perceiu'd his vertues like to suffer wrong Fierce Margarits malice propt with mighty me Her darling Suffolke who her forward drew Proud Sommerset of France the Regent then And Buckingham his power too well that knew The Cardinall Bewfort and with him agen Yorks great Arch-Prelate to make vp the crue By accusations doing all their best From the good Duke all Gouernment to wrest Who then compell the peacefull King to call Parliament their grieuances to heare 〈…〉 the Duke that to inforce his fall 〈…〉 y might haue something that might Collour be●● ●ut then they doubt his answere and withall ●he murmuring people they farre more doe feare As their owne liues who lou'd him therefore they Must cast to make him secretly away And therefore with the Parliament proceed ●aint Edmunds-bury the appointed place Whereas they ment to doe the fatall deed Which with much quicknesse should decide the case The cruell manner soone they had de●reed And to the Act they hasten them apace On this good Prince their purpose ro effect Then when the people nothing should suspect No sooner was this great assembly met ●ut the high Marshall doth the Duke arrest And on his person such a guard they set That they of him were certainely possest His seruants were from their attendance lett And either sent to prison or supprest So that their Lord lef● in this piteous plight Lay'd in his bed was strangled in the night Then giue they out that of meere griefe he dyde To couer what they cruell had done But this blacke deede when once the day discride The frantique people to his Lodging runne ●ome rayle some curse yea little children chide Which forc'd that faction the faire streets to shun Some wish proud Suffolke sunke into the ground Somebid a plague the cruell Queene confound Thus their Ambition would not let them see How by his death they hastened their decay Nor let them know that this was only he Who kept the Yorkists euermore at bay But of this man they must the murtherers be Vpon whose life their safety onely lay But his deare blood them nothing could suffice When now began Queene Margarites Miserie● In either Kingdome all things went to wracke Which they had thought they could haue made to thi 〈…〉 His noble Coūsells when they came to lacke Which could them with facility contriue Nor could they stay them in their going backe One mischiese still another doth reuiue As heauen had sent an host of horrors out Which all at once incompast them about Out flie the Irish and with sword and fire Vnmercied hauocke of the English made They discontented here at home conspire To stirre the Scot the borders to inuade The faithlesse French then hauing their desire To see vs thus in Seas of troubles wade In euery place outragiously rebell As out of France the English to expell The sturdy Normans with high pride in flamd Shake off the yoke of thei● subi●ction quite Nor will with patience heare the English nam'd Except of those that speake of them in spight But as their foes them publikely proclaim'd And their Alyes to open Armes excite In euery place thus Englands right goes downe Nor will they leaue the English men a Towne New-castle Constance Maleon and Saint lo With Castel-Galliard Argenton and Roane P●nteu-de-mer with Forts and Cities moe Then which that Country stronger holds had none Set ope their gates and bad the English goe For that the French should then p●s●●sse their owne And to the Armies vp the Forts they yeeld And turne the English out into the Field And that great Earle of Arminacke againe A puistant peere and mighty in estate Vpon iust cause who tooke in high disdaine To haue his Daughter so repudiate His countreys bordering vpon Aquitane Pursues the English nation with such hate As that he entred with his Armed powers And from that Dutchy draue all that was o●rs Th' inraged commons ready are to rise Vpon the Regent to his charge and layd That from his slacknesse and base cowardize These Townes were lost by his neglect of ayde Then follow Suffolke with confused cryes With Maine and Aniou and doe him ●pbrayd And vow his life shall for their losses pay Or at the stake their goods and liues to lay In th' open Session and Articulate S●uen ●●uerall Treasons vrg'd against them both As most p 〈…〉 tious members of the State Which was confirmed by the commons oath So that the King who sa 〈…〉 the peoples hate In his owneselfe though he were very loath ●o both the houses la●●ly doth assent To ●et on Suffolke fiue yeares banishment His Soueraigne Lady Suffolke thus must leaue And she her seruant to her soule so deare Yet must they both conceale what they conceiue Which they would ●ot if any h●lpe

At Warwicks greatnesse inwardly yet storm'd Which euery day still more and more was seene Against the King who Callice so had Arm'd As it his owne inheritance had beene Which towne she saw that if he still should hold That she by him must hourely be controul'd For which his murther shee pursu'd so fast As that she soone and secretly had layd 〈…〉 h to assault him as the streets he past As if his braue name had not brought him ayd He of her vengeance had beene sure to tast The Tragique Sceane so furiously was playd That he from London was inforc't to fly Like a rough ●e● her malice grew so hye And towards the Duke his speedy iour●y takes Who then at Middleham made his most aboad Which Salsbury his habitation makes Whereas their time together they bestew'd Whose courages the Earle of Warwicke wakes When he to them his suddaine danger show'd With a pale v●sage and doth there disclose Her brands set on him both in wounds blowe This wrong in counsell when they had discust And way'd the danger wherein still they were Continuall Treasons shrouded in their trust Nor other hopes else likely to appeare They find that this might make a war seeme iust And giue their cause vp to the world so cleare To rise in Armes when they resolue at last To raise them force and wisely thus forecast To muster vp their Tenants and their friends Not as a War vpon the land to bring Nor to aduance their owne sinister ends Nor wrong a Subiect in the smallest thing Onely to guard them as their case then stands Till they had show'd their grieuance to the King And giue their power to Salsbury to guide That wi●h the King the bus'nesse should decide With this distinction Salsbury is sent Warwi●ke to Callice with what ha●● he may By his much speed a mischiefe to preuent Fearing the Towne might else be giuen away The Duke of Yorke by generall consent ●t Middleham Castell they allot to stay To raise a second power if need should be To reinforce them or to set them free The Queene who heard by such as were her own With that false Earle how those of Cheshire sided ●s in short time how powerfull he was growne Thinks with her selfe the shire might be diuided ●f that her loue to some of them were knowne Which eas'ly might be were her pleasure guided By some such person of whose valour they Had an opinion which she thus doth lay Causing the King to giue a large command To Iames Lord Awdley powerfull in those parts To Raise him force those Rebels to withstand ●uch to their Soueraigne as had loyall hearts And to make Captaines ouer eu'ry band Men of the best blood as of best desarts Which he so laboured till that he had brought That th' halfe of one house gainst the other fought So that two men arising from one bed Falling to talke from one another flye This weares a white Rose and that weares a Red And this a Yorke that Lancaster doth cry He wisht to see that Awdley well had sped He prayes againe to prosper Salsbury And for their farewel when their leaues they take They their sharpe swords at one another shake This fire in euery family thus set Ou● go the Brown bills with the well strung bow● Till a● Blore heath these boy strous souldiers met For there ●● chanc'd the Armies then to close This 〈…〉 not liue if that hee stroue to let Neuer such friends yet ere became such soes With down-right strokes they at each other ●● No word for Cheshire was but kill and slay The Sonne as some report the Father flue In opposition as they stoutly stood The Nephew seene the Vnckle to pursue Bathing his sword in his owne naturall blood The Brother in his brothers gore imbrue His guilty hands and at this deadly food Kinsman kills Kinsman and together fall As hellish fury had possest them all There noble Tutch●t the Lord Audl●y dyde Whose Father wan him such renowne in Franc● And many a Cheshire Gentleman beside Fell at this field by warres vncertaine chance These miseries Queene Margarite must abide Whilst the proud Yorkists doe themselues aduance And poore King Henry on a pallet lay And scarcely ask'd which side had got the day Thus valiant Audl●y at this Battaile slaine And all those friends to the Lancastrians lost Cheshire by her such d●mage to sustaine So much deere blood had this late Conflict cost Wherfore the grieued Queene with might main Labours for life to raise a second Host No● time therein she meaneth to fo●●slow Either shee 'll get all or will all forgoe And whilst their friends them forces gathering were The neighbouring Realmes of this great bus'nesse ring The Duke those that to his part adhere ●roclaimed Traytors pardon promising To those at Blore that Armes did lately beare ●o they would yet cleaue to their lawfull King Which driue in many to their part againe To make their full they York●sts in their wane Yorke who perceiu'd the puissant Host prepar'd With his deare Neuils Counsels what to doe ●or it behou'd him to make good his guard With both their strengths and all too little too ●nd in the Marches he no labour spar'd ●o winne his friends along with him to goe With expedition which he could not g●t On the Kings side the Commons were so set And being to meete so absolute a power 〈…〉 t wanting much his party good to make 〈…〉 d Henryes proclamations euery houre 〈…〉 s Souldiers win their Generall to forsake 〈…〉 sides the storme which rais'd this sudden shower 〈…〉 m all in sunder likely was to shake He saw his safety to consist in flight Thus e'r he wist o'rmastred in his might All on the spurre for li●● away they post Their homes too ●●● nor there they might abide The thre●●●aue Earls soon reacht the western coa 〈…〉 〈…〉 whēce to Callice their ●●raight course they pli 〈…〉 The Duke to Wales being there befriended most Yet for more safety he ●o Ireland hyde So others ship themselues from eu'ry bay And happiest he that ●oon'st could get away As when a Route of raue'nous wolues are met T'assey●● some Heard the desart p●sturing neare T●● watchfull Clownes which ouer them are set Of● taught before their ●iranny to feare With dogges with st●u●s and shouts together g 〈…〉 No● neuer leaue till they their Cattell cleare So the Kings power the Yorkists still pursue Which like those wolues before those Heards m● fl 〈…〉 They gone the King at Couentry begun A Parliament by good aduice wherein The Duke of Yorke with th' Earle of March his so 〈…〉 With Sal●bury and Warwicke who had bin Conspirators much mischiefe and had done And by whose helpe ●e hapt so much to win He there attaints of Treason and bestowes All that was theirs vpon his friends their foes When now those Earles in Callice still that 〈…〉 The