courage foes pursues apace And many knights beares he downe in chase No heed tooke I good prisoner rich to gaine But had regard the prince so well to guide Hot fresh and yoong wherfore I ply my paine As dutie would lest harme should him betide His owne desier was I should abide His person near in thickest of the fraies He credits what I speake to my great praise All as we would glad prince did franke bestow A stately supper t'prisoner king and praid His good content though buisnes gainst him goe For your owne selfe renowmed king he said Your prowes past all those to you obaid by th true censure of our best skilled knights The soueraigne praise you wan in all the fights What triumphing in England knowne these newes At Burdeux what great reioicing seene In forren courts how honored all our crewes Where they became my seruice as I weene That heere I did was highly in esteeme About a prince men thought me meet to be As well for counsell as for cheualrie King Iohn int'England gladly was conueid On trampling steed through London doth he ride Note fortunes change a king that scepter sweid With large command through noble Fraunce doth bide In forren land there pricking him beside His conquerer on cole black hobbie plast On whom the woondring vulgars praises blast No Romain in his triumphs glorious Through citie passing with trumpets sounding More apparant appeered victorious Than our braue prince by modest riding At peoples plause with ioy abounding Remembring those high words he earst did say Neuer shall England ransome for me pay Betwixt the kings there grew agreement And if performd then backe Iohn should retier The peeres of Fraunce denide their kings intent Wherat king Edward stormd with furious yer And vowd their plague with wastfull sword and fier Vntill they grant the thing which he thought good Strongly prepard he past the swelling flud Lands at Callis thence marcheth in aray With brauerie such and shew of martiall might In goodly armors dect so fine and gay All beat with Arms fine banners tossing light On vs dan Phoebus ioyd to haue a sight With fauning face he seemd on vs to smile We fresh be seen reflexion cast the while Vndoubtedly in all the world was not More noble band than heer were present now What knight was he that honor had not got In some strange land well shone his vertue how For leader good a man might him allow Most happie realme thrise happie is that king Whose subiects fame in forren regions ring First if the prince of Wales I should recite Or Henrie Duke late Darbie Earle before Or Reignald Cobham that much renowmed knight Lord Mowbray Manny Basset with great store Lord Audley Willoughby and many more Than now I shew what if I tell my name And say that Chandos was not lest in fame Fame our names imblasoned not so far For tennise plaie or handling of a lute Nor dauncing fine or glistering as a star As women drest in most vnseemly sute Our chiefest musicke trumpe and checking flute Our daunce our march our tennise oft to feele Thundring blowes our clothing tried steele Through Picardie and Artoys spoyld we passe Int fertile Cambray making there some stay In former places found we little grasse Toward Thyriach we martch anone away Till foulding siege to Cittie Reames we lay Which countrie was so wasted and so foild That all our horse for want wel ny wer spoyld Sir Barthelmew Burwash whilst siege doth hold My selfe Lord Audley and Lord Mucedent Sir Richard Pontchardon a prudent knight and bold agreed all fowr and with our troups we went To Chalous in Campayne for ventures bent We approcht strong Cragney a castle hey Whereas two knights couragious captaines be Ton Caples cald who bare in golden sheild An ancred crosse of sables we asseild Rudely the hold from whence some one did weild A mightie stone that head a peeces peild Of Lord Mucedent but it was not feild For to reuenge his hard mischance againe Tooke the hould and all the soldiers slaine Seauen weeks at Reames the king made his abode and forrage faild and men began to want For still we knights the countrie ouer rode Whereby ech thing waxed exceeding scant Then to remooue the king and nobles mant Chalous Troys and countries neere we wast Passing the riuer Muson at the last So foorth we marcht keeping same ordinance At first ordaind to Aguyllon we came Did hauke and hunt passing in pleasaunce Oft tride our horse and vsed warlike game Which still among much did the Frenchmen tame Nothing vnlesse too hot for vs could staie T'heauie or cold but we did beare away Sweeping from hence to Paris ward apace The countie of Neuers and Gastenoys we waste Raunge at our wils continuing foorth our race Vntill that we at Burge le royne were plast Two leagues fro Paris and so the towne we facst Well famed Fraunce might waile for nought but flame Was to be found in bowels of the same Where Meroue puissant warrier raind Whom fierce Attila ouerthrew in fight Where Charls le main that many kingdomes gaind In all Europa feared for his might Vnconstant fortune taking so far flight Sometimes the yoke on others shoulders laid With biting snaffle now are strongly staid From Burg le royne to Mont le herri we In sightly wise our battailes all do draw Our constant dealing when the french Lords see Perseuering still in Fraunce to make a flawe Consuming all as fier doth the strawe Vnto a peace to mooue our king they ment Their Chaunclor and their learned counsaile sent They vnderstood our king would not depart Till pleasing peace he conquerd as he voud Which thing neere toucht duke Charls his tender hart And nobles for owne harmes too hawtie proud Faire conditions twixt them were aloud By thundring storme which God from heauen sent And knotted haile our king doth first relent A written deed at Charters there was framd Betwixt the kings their heires allies and friends In which faire townes strong castles all were namd toth king and his were giuen for amends For passed paine and so the strife it ends More Castles Townes more Cities and more ground Were giuen then in England could be found Some speeches were braue dukedome to inclose Of Britton in the charter of this peace Yet do they not of it so well dispose So as fresh wars in that place did not cease How track of time hard bound doth of release Charls thoughts vpbound within his stubborne brest Them foorth to loose supposed now his best Home went his grace soone I repasse the seas As regent and lieuetenant for my king Taking the othes possessions and the keas Of Lords Cities Castles which did wringe Some Frenchmens harts like percing adders sting Great griefe it was subiuged to be bound To strangers most vncurteous they had found I stewards bailifes and captaines do ordaine As liked me and this when I had done Came to Nyort there purposd to
that saith Possessio fratris de feodo simplici facit sororem esse haeredem called the said Hastings also hauing remooued the difference of his marke for that he was then heire male of that house into the Court of cheualry and there hauing a iudgement against him the said Hastings was compelled to vse a difference which was a Label of siluer vpon his marke a faire red sleeue of his Ladies vpon his golden vesture Since which the heires of that yoonger familie haue vsed the said Labell euen vntill this our age So that you may see by this that the law was then taken to be such that such an heire male as had not the inheritance of his Ancestors should not be suffered to beare his marke without distinction for it should seeme by this that the issue of them that had married the heire generall of any familie being by reason thereof possessed of the lands had not onely an interest in the Armes but might also forbid any man the bearing thereof and moreouer it would also appeare that the law was then supposed to be such that the owner of euery marke might dispose of the same as of his lands and inheritance and that the Donee had power by vertue of such gift to vse the same as his owne proper Armorie for I haue seene a deed importing thus much A tous y ceux qui Cestes leÌ„res verrount au orro unt Thomas le fytz monsr Iohn de Herovill Chr. Salutz en deuyn Sachetz moy auoir donÌ„e Grauntte A Roger de Wyrley vn escquÌ„choun darmes queil iamoy per descent apres le mort Iohn monÌ„e frere ceste a sauoir lesquÌ„choun de sable ou deus leouns passantz d'argent Coronez vnglez de or ou vne flour deliz de Azure deuz pies Auoir tenire A dit Roger ses Heyrs a tous iours leauandit esquÌ„chioun a dit Roger Wyrley ses Heyrs en Contre toutez Gens Garrantt En Tesmoignanc de quell Choses a Cestz escriptz ay meys mon Seall pery ceux tesmoignes Iohn de Bredwas Roger Basset Iohn de Herouile William Herouile Iohn Dimock et autres Estptz a Westbromwich le mardy prochayn a vant le Chaundelme lan du regne le roy Edward 3. puis le Conquest querente vnsieme And for proofe that the said grant was not made without warrant of law authorizing the same the said Roger Wyrley although he and diuers others his ancestors bare other armes as proper to their owne familie long before the said time as may appeere by diuers and sundrie peeces of euidence sealed with the same dated many yeeres before this grant yet did the said Roger vse and beare the said cote by Heronvile to him granted by vertue of the said deed after the same was to him granted as by diuers seales and other moniments thereof may appeere so that the vse concurred with the grant and therefore not to be doubted but that the law did then take the said grant to be good and vailable And for a further proofe amongst diuers I wil giue you one other testimonie and so leaue to trouble you any more in this point A tous yceux qui Cestes presentz leÌ„res verrount ou orrount moy Iean Dowmvill de modberlegh saluts en dieu Come moy Ceciliae ma feme Auons ordegney que margerie nostre fille les heyrs de son Corps engendres seruont enherites si bien de ma heyritage la dteÌ„ Cecile auer apres nostre deces come per fines leues en playn Countee de Cestre poet Apparere plus apleyn Sacheut tous Gens qui ê‘ cella cause autres causes qui me moeuont ie a ville ordeigne doune graunt ê‘ ycestes qui Thomas de Holes fitz Heyre Aparaunt lauant dteÌ„ margeri quile Thomas ie appele teigne mon fitz demesne eit eniouse a luy ses Heyres a tous iours mes entier Armes a porter vser apres mon deces dont les Colors sont Cestasauer le Chiffe d'azure ove vne leon rampant d'argent ouesque vne coller de Gules Et prie a dit Thomas luy Charge saaoir ma beneson de portere vsere les ditz Armes en la forme suys dter en Tesmoignaunce de quel chose a cest escrit ia y meis mon Seale de les Armes Auant dteÌ„s ê‘ y cestes tes moygnes Edward le mascy Hue de Holes Thomas de Swettenham Autres done A modberleyh le darrey ioure de mars lan du Reigne le roy Richard 2 puis le Conquest Seszime And this law I thinke was grounded vpon this reason that forasmuch as euery tenant that held lands by a knights fee was tied to do his Lord escuage or shield seruice proportionable to the tenure he held it is agreeable vnto equitie that he may giue or leaue his Armour to such a person as he meaneth to make owner of his heritage whereby he shall be bound to the same seruice that himselfe by the said law was charged to do as hauing with the marke maintenance answerable thereto And that this matter was of regard in my Authors time it appeereth by the request both of sir Iohn Chandos himselfe made to the Prince of Wales as in the discourse of him I haue touched and of sir Thomas Triuet a gallant soldier of that time speaking to the Earle of Buckingham being rested before the citie of Troys in Fraunce in this maner the words of my Author concerning this matter be these Et msr Thomas Triuet apporta sa banniere toute enueloppe deuant le Countie de Bucquenham et lui dist monseigneur sil vous plaist ie desuelopperay au iourdui ma banniere car deu mercy iay asses de reuenue pour maintenir estate comme a la banniere appartient il nous plaist bien respondit le counte c. so that by this the thing is manifested for that the chiefest reasons wherby they thought to induce the one the Prince and the other the Earle to giue them leaue to raise their banners was that they had sufficient reuenue to maintaine the estate that to a banner did appertaine And it may also appeere that it is not necessarie for any to haue marks but such as be warfaring men hauing either reuenues to maintaine soldiers or at least a charge or some office pertaining to men at armes vnder their Soueraigne which thing if it were performed according to reason there should not need so many mollets and cressants for to distinguish yoonger brethren for that none but such as medled with warlike affaires haue need of Armore and they I doubt not would for their owne necessitie be forced to vse some more large and apparent deuise than such little ones as be now of no value in vse There is also another matter out of square which is that euerie man that obtaineth large possessions whether the same be acquired by his
common sort With sir Reignald Cobham three Heraulds sent Searching the fields of truth to giue report For to be slaine so fully were we bent To fight when as we hard the Kings intent Some Knights yet thought he dealt but ouer hard That of his succour we were so debard This happie day by noble valiantnes We vanquished immortall fame we gaind And so the King held on his purposes To Callis where as we long time remaind That stoutest Knights garding the towne constraind Surrender make of Callis to his will All which he doth with English people fill Duke Hanniball when as graue senate sent And him home cald to aid his natiue soyle From Italy with no lesse anguish went Then did Duke Iohn from Aguillon recoyle Long hauing lean was loth to suffer foyle But his sad father wild him thence in hast Vs to resist that much his Countrie wast How turning times do trauerse humane course From ruffling war to calmest quietnes And doth allay the mightiest rage and force Appearing plesant temperat stilnes Freed of Tumult stur or buisnes For clanging trumpet and harsh armors sound Daintie blis and meriment is found For Cardnall Guy of Bullen he was sent As legate into Fraunce well doth intreat Firme peace between the kings vntill was bent Their raged minds t' endure without deceat Twixt them and theirs till two yeers out were beat Home went our king but Britton was except Where two braue Ladies cruel wars they kept The one of Mountfort intitled Countesse Whose husband dide a prisoner late in France Redoubted Lady of great valientnes Sharp wars maintaind for all hir Lords mischance Amason like would ride with sheild and Launce Defend hir selfe with battelous axe in fist Threatning blowes bestow and well resist On swelling seas puissance hath she tride In stormie fight amongst the mightiest With enimies blood the marble waters dide With braue Bundutia or Viragoes best Great Edelsleda or the woorthiest Of manly dames that wouen maile haue worne She may compare for valerous adorne Th' other possest a Lions hart in brest Little Inferiour to hir couragious foe Sir Charls of Bloys hir husband now did rest A prisoner fell fortune would it so Gainst whom she oft hir mightie power did shoe These warlike dames hard wars do still maintaine T'on for hir sonne th' other for husbands gaine The two yeers truce expierd King Phillip died And Iohn his sonne was Crowned in his sted Our Prince of Knights when he his time espied Surnamed blacke from England is he sped And into Gascoine warlike Knights he led Whose vertue good and courage did abound And for no death would flee on foote of ground To Thoulous and Carcasson led his host Late before the Riuer of Garron past Hauing burned and spoyled all the cost With pillage store and prisners fiaunct fast To Burdeux safe returned at the last Tho th' earle of Arminack and th' earle of Fois Had Countries charge with soldiers of some chois The prince fresh in the flowers of his youth So much desierd to follow martiall deeds As duly to recount of him the truth His noble thought thereon he onely feeds Right busie Lord to sow wilde otes his seeds A second rode doth into Berry make And countrie round at pleasure spoile and take King Iohn informed of our chevachaunce His sommons cald but first of all he sent Three Barons wise t' aduise our ordinaunce Lord Craon Bowciqualt and the Herment Cald of Chaumount who ordred their intent Vs to intrap abushment one they plast From which we droue them to a castle fast Cald Remorentine the prince doth me command To go persuade these foresaid knights to yeeld I salued them which done I do demand Surrender of the castle which they held Vnto my Lord that matters so would weld Of curtesie vnto his rendred foe Of custome vsed in like case to shoe This rendring mart they thought too bad to make All three men of prooued valure much In silken white that puffing blast did shake Blacke egle spred whose either head doth tuch The banners sides sir Bowcequalts was such That foorth he hoised wefting in the winde Thinking he doth himselfe in safetie finde Plaine said he would no follie such commit As to become a prisner without cause Trusting right well himselfe for to acquit But morrow morne they yeelded without pause Thereto compeld by raging fiers lawes Of well conceiued hope they were beguild Their fortresse left forsaken and exild Like sparkling lightning droue by southern blast Scorching all it findeth in hit power The valerous prince proceedeth with like waste In burning Townes in raising many a Tower Such hideous stormes he on the French doth shower Rich spoiles we gained and great booties wone Without controle of ought which we had done The valiant and renowmed king of Fraunce When as he hard our Prince in field to be Vowed to fight in armes to prooue his chaunce And carefull was by Poyicters towne least we Should there repasse or that he should vs see Woorthie king most woorthie glorious crowne Right valiant Lord though Fortune now did frowne He sommoned braue Dukes stout Earles and Lords In batteled armes before him to appeere With so much haste as hastie speed affords Encountring strength against vs foes to reare Resolud to fight as one deuoid of feare No spare of coste to furnish his intent Loftie thoughts on vengfull battaile bent When this great masse of men all mustered were The battailes three ordained out of hand Gay duke of Orleaunce first well gouernd there Where sixe and thirtie wauing banners stand Long pennons twice so many there were fand Beate with fine armes of euerie Lord and knight Most glorious vnto the gasers sight Charls duke of Normandie had second guiding The third stout king and there drest to behold Faire knights in glistering armors shining Proud stamping steeds richly trapt in gold High placed crests that hautie helme doth hold Trim flower of France in their braue araie For gallantnes here present were full gaie Ordred did mount on steed as white as snowe Of courage like the king that on him sate Knightly armd ride foorth from ranke to rowe With smiling grace his men to animate Did pleasing and right stirring words relate So Castor like with kingly resemblaunce And kindled heat his speech he did aduaunce My Lords in parle at Parris when you be Your English foes you stoutly menace Desiring that so happie day to see To find them ranged in some open place Heere is the thing apparant to your face The onely thing that you so much did craue The English plast in open field you haue And as the king was in this parlaunce Lord Ribamount who had our battels seen Sent for that cause to view our guidaunce Approcht the king saying sir as I ween Your enimies in one battell placed been Are men at arms two thousand as I gesse Fiue thousand fiue hundred archers no lesse Right sagely they and warily ordred ar With bowmen they
rage of wars alaie For where but late the trembling mother cride Dreading hir babe in safetie doth she plaie None carefull now their treasures close to hide None watcheth now for doubt what may betide Britton but now with bluddie wars did rage And now faire concord doth all furie swage Now doth weare the great Castilian Crowne Dan Peter whose extremest rage was such As on him all his chiefest nobles frowne And vulgar commons at his doing gruch Some said his deeds whole Christendome did tuch The Pope the French and Arragon agree Him to depose and Henrie plast to be And for that cause the foresaid states do pay Sir Bertram Glesquins ransome vnto me For hundred thousand franks I said not nay From his gagd fiaunce cleere I set him free These states request me into their iorney As one to rule and speciall roume to beare I flat refusd my liking was not there Yet certaine of my princes knights did go When these troups assembled were in Spaine They thirtie thousand soldiers were and mo When ech considered the euill raine Of Peter and the nobles he had slaine They him depose and Henrie do adorne As king although Alphonsus bastard borne Thus he possest bestoweth right largelie And soldiers bountifull him account To Siuile citie first in haste doth flie Forsaken king thence to high sea doth mount Accompaned with Dan Casters in count Faithfull knight to Galitia ward amaine Making saile there of one castle faine Called Coulone on craggie cliffe strong plast Distressed selfe welth children and treasure There doubting staid sent trustie knight in haste T'acquitain with letters shewing the seasure Of bastard Henries wrongfull displeasure Vnto my Prince who thought too hard euent Was falne on him and too sharpe punishment Spitefull Fortune great enimie to those Of high degree what pastime canst thou take Through turning times thy selfe so to dispose Of mightie king meane fugitiue to make But peeuish selfe thou all men wilt forsake To highest things peasd leuell dost thou ame At sharpest fals thou makest sporting game A king but late vnto whose onely becke Whole Castile bowd liues like a prisner pend Dares not appeere for feare of too great checke And stateliest troupes of nobles with attend Remayns one knight like sad AEneas frend Large countries late obeid his bending will And now possest but barren basest hill The Prince cald me these letters in his hand And braue sir Thomas Phelton speedilie In most princely fauor we highly stand Sir Knights quoth he strange news is come to me Which vnto you shall soone imparted be Which don he wild as was his vsage Our opinions to so great voyage Then presently a parlement was cald To which repaird the noble Gascoine knights Arminack Gomigines Dalbreth stald In highest rooms from hence four woorthie Wights T'england sent as reason wils of rights King Edward he our iourney doth allow Fresh Iohn of Gaunt to go with vs doth vow Without delay into Nauar were wild Sir Thomas Phelton and my selfe to fleet We so exploit with iourney labring hild As with the king at Pampelune we meet From loued prince him do we nobly greet He promisd be at Bayon by a day With courteous leaue we home returne our way Our prince dan Peter both do meet him there With parle much at last he condescends Hard passages to ope that straightest were For which dan Peter promisd for amends The Groine and countrie shoring that extends To Sauater and more a hundred thousand franks Thus he an aid toth prince and all his ranks The prince two heraulds doth dispatch with speed To Castile ward giuing his knights to kno The purposd war and what he had decreed His pleasure knowne they came king Henrie fro But why they part they little to him sho Then Caueley Dabscote and bold Huet was Gay sir Iohn Deuereux all thence do passe Companions some hard not so soone this newes Safe to returne much toiling they endure King Henrie closely vp all passage mewes In dangerous state remaine the most vnsure The prince doubted his enimies might allure Them to their wils which well twelue hundred were Of pyked men in welding shield or spere At th' entrie of Foix inclosd they stay And may not pas th'erle doth flat forbid Them t' enter in his countrie any way Most noble prince of message send me did Toth Earle of Foix and shew him he would rid Him of these men and that what harme they should His countrie do that he remend it would The Erle accords to their safe passage I chaffer so as them I wholie hier Mongst whom in wars full many a trustie gage All which one word would worke to my desier To busie prince I hastelie retier These waged soldiers do themselues deuide By companies toard Acquitaine they ride Toward Tholouse some their rediest iourney take At Mountabon the riuer seeke to passe Sir Guy Dazay and Earle of Narbone make Quick sommons and of soldiers gether a masse Sir Iohn Comes Mountabons captaine was The French toth towne sent courrors riding T' see if companions would be stirring Sir Iohn demaunds why thus in armors drest They came t' inuade the principalitie They chaffing said our enimies with you rest Whom we will rouse for their iniquitie Sir Iohn sir Iohn you know not curtesie If thus you harbour the pillers of the land Here be their foes will wake them out of hand Lords he replide heer be some men of war Into Montaubon lately entered That with my Lord the prince retained ar And him must serue as is indented Better vndoon than soon repented Aduise you well ere forward you proceed My princes frowns you haue good cause to dreed But when our men tride and aduenterous Threatning enimies plast before them see To hazard battell hard and dangerous They ment ordaining ech thing feateouslie Though pressing enimies far more numbers be Sir Iohn Comes his soldiers all armed Then to assist great need required Sir Perducas Dalbreth sir Robert Cheney Passe all before requesting safe they might Go by in peace the Frenchmen fierce denie Then suddenly terrible was the fight Back to the towne our men were beaten right Nandon of Begerant and Burg of Bertvell Had rid all night and came in time so well Vnto their aid as foes were take or slaine Rich prisoners were woon and fienced Vpon their faiths which lost our men there gaine For with their othes the Pope dispenced Wherof our captains to me complained And wild redresse in this they thoughten wrong To me of Arms the iudgement did belong To cipher plainly how braue Lords did cum gaily beseen with valiant numbers How Lord Dalbreth was countermand his sum Of thousand spears wherat he woonders Or else what lets peect buisnes sunders Or all winter t'shew the princes charge Where things past count asking recitall large With buisnes much we pearse into Nauare With toiling more some streights we got beand Which asperous foule and stiepâ—e doubtles are Mantled with snow was all
Now blooddie broil and now the battails ceace To Acquitaine returned noble prince And into England fresh valerous Iohn Sir Bertram Glesquine prisoner euer since Our fights to me remaining once alon In chamber with the prince who askt anon How he fard and what most people said That he so long as prisoner with him staid Well most gratious prince he answered For though prisoner sworne I do abide It is with knight most nobliest vertued I know and diuers people talke beside Vnto my praise you doubt to let me ride Be God not so the Prince replied pay A hundred thousand franks and go your way He tooke the word and soone the monie paid Against my minde yet do I not denie The deed but sure he should haue staid Till Dan Peter sent vs safe the monie He promisd by him impeached suer t' be Wanting which a fowage was desierd To pay the soldiers for this iourney hierd This taxe displeasd our Gascoyns maruels much Who flat refusd at all to pay the same In open words at princes doings gruch In counsaile chamber at Paris him they blame With ticing words cold Charls his minde they flame He venters t'send the prince a sommoning At Paris court to make appeering Sterne looking Lion hauing run his race Safe home retierd still resting in his den The prickeard foxe should send t is noble grace Bidding him come and make account as then Of wrongs he wrought or threaten him to pen In bower fierce Lion fell couragious Would storme at bringer sender meruelous Tossing his head this answer to the fox Poore hartles wight thy father haue I had In grasping pawes giuing his kindred knox For lended life thy sier fauor had What desperate furie vexed thee so mad My onely name me thinks should cause thee quaile Beware I plucke not off thy bushing taile For head thou lt saue within some peeuish hole Neere like to this the princes speaking The same his case with words he doth controle King Charls and saith his to Parris comming Shalbe with helmet his head inclosing Armd threescore thousand waiting him vpon Letters in haste he writ to me anon Int Constantine first when this speech was had Of taxe I went for much I hit disleeke I knew the Gascoyns would account it bad Being great commanders furthermore would seeke Redresse and here we lost more in a weeke Then was recouered the remnant of my life And thus againe began new cause of strife His pleasure knowen right reddie speed I make Attained streight faire Angolesme in hast Smooth sea but late more still then standing lake So roreth as the world it would all wast For Charls defide King Edward at the last So flaming wars were open on ech side To Mountabon commanded I do ride Vnto the French to hold war frontier The Captall Beuff sir Lewes Harcourt went Sir Richard Pontchardon for mars a soldier Whose sables shield siluer plats ysprent We issues make of most knightly euent Two Gascoin Lords warie bushment make Tooke a Seneshall namd sir Thomas Wake Armd in siluer two fair bars of red Three rundels in the lostie chiefe do stand In sable bordure deepely ingreled This venture hap betwixt Lusiguen and Meribell great error soone was fand In so weake riding we closer trouping kept Toward our enimies well appointed stept Vnto Terriers and siege about it laid Raised assaults the which auailed nought Fearing least too long a time we staid Good myners got that so their buisnes wrought The strong foundations of the wals out sought Spoyld was the Towne and greatest numbers slaine We heaped welth and treasure in it gaine Atchiued to Mountabon we retier Sir Eustace Dabscote new come from Nauar Vnto the prince foorth sent by his desier Vs to assist in this braue fronting war In Ermins sheild three hamets red he bare We him receud as fresh as Aprils flower Faire Marques Iuliers onely paramour In true amors liud this knight valerous And Ladies forme in brest close shrined Absent thoughts vewd Ladie glorious With Iulie thinking stout hart it pined And mightie goodly things it shrined For to attempt knight of amorous trade Lou'd Ladies fauor hath more valiant made Sir Robert Canole in Britton rested Where he large lands and heritage possest From thenglish his hart he neuer wrested Euer most true and loyall to vs prest Knowing how the French themselues addrest On vs to win with threescore men at armes Like nomber archers dreadles of their harmes Left Britton and ariud at Rochell Towne Where sir Iohn Deuereux captaine doth remaine Whose gulie armor with faire fes was bowne In cheefe three plats of siluer standen plaine He noblie doth sir Robert intertaine Staid not long doth Angolesme attaine Where of his knights th'prince maks him soueraine And sent him now asscotiat passing well With stirring knights towards vs forth the launce Came to Agen from whence not far doth dwell Sir Perducas Dalbreth that ward for Fraunce Speaking with him preached so by chaunce As English he for euer doth abide Commanding well three hundred by his side So marching they to Darmell siege do lay Strong fortresse and most able to endure Besides in it fiue warlike captains stay Skild in defence and warie garding suer The onely practise cheefe they put in vre I hard of this and those which were with me Thither to wend we shortly all agree But in our way to Mountsac neere we came Strong towne and kept we thought to passe it bie Foure vittaild sommers going vnto the same We met asking they do not ought denie How stood the towne and then we backward wrie Take it and leaue sir Robert Mutton there In siluer shield a cinquefoile blue doth beare Hauing sped we to the siege approched Where sir Robert doth highly vs receaue Well pondring here how little we incroched Of these stout fiue we it and them do leaue Marched to Doume and there assault do heaue Strongly seated by nature and by art But long we staid not ear we thence depart We resting here Chandos my Herauld goes Vnto sike prince from vs of credence sent Declaring t' him the order of our foes And other affairs great and importent Willing herein his gratious plaisment He gone Gauaches Foyns and Rochmadore We gaind and make them English subiects swore Toward Villa frank we swingd and countrie spoile Faire townes strong castles by treatie or by force We take with flame doth champion countrie broile In Thoulasine we prosecute like course And Villa frank was take with some remorse The Duke of Aniow fell angrie in his mind At vs but yet no remedie durst find My Herauld come in quercy doth vs find Tribulation greatly we had brought The countrie in to learne the princes mind We readie his pleasure hauing sought Desiering all his mind should whole be wrought Accordingly to Angolesme we goe Prest to depart we let our Captains knoe What towne strong fortresse so from French they take For keeping it to haue at all no dout We
strongly would such speed vnto them make That angred enimies should not get them out Doutles they were a braue and ventrous rout Ortigo Wisk and Bernard Delasale Who ouer a wall like anie cat would scale These three the castle of Belperch do gaine Olde Queene of Fraunce Duke Borbons mother there Made her abode great cause had she to plaine Such companions of her rulers were How so she plaine hard Fortune must she bere Ortigo Launt and Bernard Wysk I weene With sale right happie thus to rule a Queene From Quercy we from Burdell so retierd Both erles of Cambrig and of Penbroke It hauing wone as greatly they desierd Where sir Iohn Mountague at the skirmige toke Two brethren Batfoyls oft their hoste awoke At Angolesme arriued all by chaunce To ech the prince shewd lowly semblance Still purposing fierce foes with war to vex The Roch sur you a fortresse mightie strong Which enimies held we thought to ours tanex Iohn Bloudew captaine was the French among The peece toth Duke of Aniow did belong Thinking it against our power sure Ablie well one yeare strong to indure Attempting we gaind it in little space Madlie displeasd the fretting Duke his minde Poore Bloudew found with him but little grace For in a sacke some drowned do him finde In which the Duke some caused him to binde We returned of wished purpose sped The castle won and captaine Bloudew ded Magnanimous Proteselaue that desirde The threatning Troians first for to inuade Therby vnto perpetuall fame aspirde Of loftie honor gaining highest grade Before the best the ventring way he made So oftentimes when men do most dispise Their liues faire fame ene then doth highest rise Our Proteselaue at Poicters that vs led Sir Ieams Audley thrise renowmed knight Sharpe sicknes tooke causing him keepe his bed Wherin he dide with praises euer bright His funerall the prince caused be dight Most solemly himselfe in person there At Poycters where his bodie we Iteer Thus changing time about doth changes wheele Present in office I do him succeed Shortly making stoutest Frenchmen feele My being there I euer found good speed Which greatly made them stand of me in dreed Although bright sun heer Poyctow seemd to lose Yet many deemd another to them rose For Seneschall of Poyctow was I made Int ' Aniow then I ment to make a rode Gathered knights and men of warlike trade Th'erl of Penbroke at Mortain made abode Chandos my herauld vnto him he yode To ride with me him most humbly praying With his command he sent me the denaying At first he seemed gladly to agree AEmulous som about him that attend Affirmd the honor would remaine to me Of his iourney and farther do defend That by himselfe it honor was to wend. A batchelor I respecting his regard So he refusd but yet I forward fard Foorth sending hauing gathered som my friends Sir Thomas Percie who in sun bright banner raisd A blew lion rampine which difference fends From challenging sir Thomas Spencer plaisd With me to ride sir Eustace Dabscote seasd His launce and came sir Thomas Balester All in good will the French stout to master Sir Iohn Crinell sir Steuen Gouseton Three roses gold in Azurd shield had pend Sir Neal Loring who fairly Arms put on Quarterly white and red of guls a bend Sir Richard Dargenton doth knightly wend Who faire in Corall bar as we beheld Three siluer cups bright glistering in the field Burned Aniow bout Loundonoys we bide Right plentious rich and good the countrie was By Crewse green banks we Thourayn ouer ride Burning wasting that many shrike alas Thence to Vicount Rochaorts land we pas Sir Lewis Sanxer I hard did rest vs near Who Campain banner did sans difference bear Toth Earl this caused me to send againe Desierous this Marshall fresh to vew Created for old was sir Dandrehen Notwithstanding th'erl all this well knew He yet to me excuses framd of new I discontent for orgule that he did Refuse dischargd and back to Poycters rid Earl Iohn of Penbroke gatherd soldiers bold Entring spoild where late I left before A manche of rubie richly set in gold In banner ventelan en la vent he bore Rochaorts lands he burneth very sore One day by noon vnto Puirone he came The Frenchmen well aduised had the same Well purposing to rest him there all night Dismounting soone as one that dreaded nought His people all from off their horses light Some herbage for themselues and them they sought But here they all close in a trap were cought Sir Lewis Sanxer for the noueltie Of his new office sought for dignitie He knew the erl couragious gaie and yoong More sooner for to be intrapt then I His folks assaild the foemate was too strong At entrance they our Ladie Sanxer crie Of therls troupe a hundred and twentie die At greeting first therle him soone adrest Assembling fast his masd freends the neerest Sir Thomas Percey sir Baldwine Freuile Perceiuing strength and foes furiousnes Into a house their men within a while They drew the French making great ioyousnes Apperceiuing them well so succourles Saieng they should most dearely and suerly pay For their misdeeds before they went away So fierce assaile so fine defence againe So strong attempt and then so sure resist Such eger climing such tumbling downe amaine More briefer worke no soldier euer wist That afternoone the French their purpose mist Wearie and toild at night they make retrait The morrow morne determind of their fait Ne could they scape so hardlie inclosed The French men thought they had them sure and fast Good watch they kept least any escaped Distressed erl strange misse auenture cast And found himselfe oppressed sore at last For vittaile none nor comfort ought at all But helpfull hands and bad thin stonie wall At silents hower and darkest of the night Good squier he cald in whom he trusted much Intreating him with swiftest speed he might To Poycters considering danger such From needfull iourney true squier doth not gruch From postern parting wandred vp and downe All night could finde no way to Poycters towne Till broad day his horse then wearie was Yet traueling by nine to me he came Found me kneeling as custome vsd at masse The state of his left Lords doth plainly frame Repeating oft the erle of Penbroks name Praieng aide greatly I repinde At former act so easely not inclinde Pawsing a space then dinner was prepard And I disposd to dine before I went About this time the fight exceeding hard The erle a second squier to me hent Willing him ride ragd foes for to preuent From finger taking his knowne ring of gold Chandos from me salute praie him he wold Giue me releefe so hardly in distresse By storming foes who many ladders brought Right egerly ascending to oppresse Them toild within so vertuously they wrought That desperate climers deerely climing bought So well induring as woonder was to see So weake a place defended strong to bee
the same Pleasant musicke to sound mild victors name Armed knight true staie of commonwealth Selfe gouerning in goodly temperaunce Conseruer of her cheefest states in health Good winner of her peacefull plesaunce For lawyer none could plead his ordinaunce Vnles thy armed bodie did defend Him and the thing whereto his speech doth tend Departed life the Prince my heire remaind Vnto my goods which great esteemed were Foure hundred thousand Franks which I had gaind In wars pursuit of body I had no heire On expert knight King Edward loued deare Sir Allain Bocquesels who bare in shield of gold A Lion blew that siluer fret did fold Saint Saluiours lands sir Godfrey Harcourts Late he bestowd and sir Thomas Percie My office had and thus coy fortune sourts Some now aloft and then cast downe we see Thus gasing stages euer filled bee He was he is he is vp and now he is downe He liues he dies here is here was the towne Ah throughfare full of balefull miseries Hard passage couerd with sharp thretning rocks Vile toilsome life subiect to destinies Mad fools on stage whom flouting fortunes mocks Poore silly sheepe to slaughter led by flocks Drunke peeuish men whom safties thought confound Dreaming they neuer shall consume in ground As silent night brings quiet pawse at last To painfull trauels of forepassed day So closing death doth rest to labors cast Making of our toilfull worke a stay Thoughts griefes sad cares are bandon then away In pomp and glory though braue daies we spend Yet happie none vntill be knowen his end FINIS WILLIAM WYRLEY CAPITALL DE BVZ THE HONORABLE LIFE AND LANGVISHING DEATH OF SIR IOHN DE GRALHY CAPITALL DE BVZ one of the Knights elected by the first founder of the Garter into that noble order And somtime one of the principall Gouernors of Guyen Ancestor to the French King that now is LOVE is a thing that cannot be compeld Nor further wrested then his liking growes Not mines of wealth nor honors glory weld Nor blandisment with hir faire pleasing shoes Not gastfull death from which great horror growes Not lothd imprisonment nor loue of libertie Nor sad conceits plungd in perplexitie The more you striue the more you vainely striue Thinking to mooue a constant setled mind Such one as seeks not after gainfull thriue But firmely doth his thoughts to honor bind And troubles makes him faster for to twind Fast gaged band of loue and scornes to liue More rather then the same he will vnriue Rather then that one iot of plighted truth Good valiant hart will swerue from voud behest It suffer will much woe and pining ruth With endles griefes and torments ouer prest For true loue dwels but in a valiant brest Harboreth but in high Heroique thought For cowards loue is fickle light and nought Record my selfe a knight in Gascoine borne And to the house of Foix by wife allide Germaine Remond from him fame did adorne With Phoebus surname for his wittie guide His honor wealth estate were bruted wide For errant knights such as braue Arms professe Right welcome these strange knights his chiefest gesse And vnder him I first gan Arms to wear Learnd faire to ride and tame the raging steed To don my helme and couch my thretning spear To brandish sword to serue his maisters need That daring foe by these his end might reed To weld resisting shield with gold bedight On sables crosse fiue siluer scallops bright The English partie strongly I maintaind And euer armd against the crowne of Fraunce Much honor praise and noblenes I gaind Most highly me king Edward did aduaunce Deckt in his knightly Garter gay I praunce Mongst first elected is my name enrold And euer went my valure vncontrold At Poicters field in battelous aray I raunged was among the hardie knights My shining pennon wefting I display Amid the throngs in thickest of the fights On whom soeuer my sad axe it lights Is either feld or slaine or prisoner bound So dealt I death and many a dolefull wound Sir Charls D'artoys and many knights were tane By me and mine that ransoms rich we gaine For through the presse I pressing made a lane Of ventring Arms delighted with the paine No trifling heere nor leasure was to faine But fight or die or yeeld with foule reproofe Defend assaile for honor and behoofe The battaile wone our furie all was laid In such triumphant iolitie we groe That ech one thinks him selfe so well apaid As numbers of our captiues we let goe On their gagd faiths we trust them euen soe Word and deed deare Christian blood is saude The conquest ours the thing we onely craud The noble mind nought but the conquest seeks And where the quarrels but for titles cause Faire wars should be not like reuenging Greeks Whom scattered blood and fier made to pawse For as our God is iust in all his lawes Plagues the murtherous and bloodthirstie mind With blood for blood as those fell Greeks did find I ouer passe the taking of King Iohn His yoongest son and many a great estate The numbers slaine of Erles and Lords ech one But fortune here did yoong Lord Barckeley mate Pursuing foe with swift and speedie gate With courage stout through too much courage lost His iorney did a Barons ransom cost A squier he spide to void the field in hast Well mounted braue he after him doth hie The French lookt backe and was not much agast Though fine in Armes the Lord he dight espie In field of gneuls ten formed croslets bee Of siluer bright a cheuron them betweene Full knightly Lord one might him easly deeme This skilfull squier a warie man at Armes Practisde in fight and heedy in his deed The Lord venterous dreadles of all harms Fast spurring coms as he that thought to speed But fortune him a little faild at need Right poysent bloe he stroke and haples mist For th 'others checke hit right vpon his wrist Th'incountring stroke did force his sword to fall Into the field the Lord dismounted streight As he no misaduenture could apall But as he stoupt the squier by cunning sleight Picketh his sword and pearst his thies with weight Iohn Helens light the Lord his prisoner swore Drew out his sword and from the field him bore Such doth of wars the rare aduentures fall Most sonst to loose when least we do mistrust Now was blacke prince so buissie t'order all His great affairs abstaine a space he must From Armes but I lest that mine Armour rust With cosen Foix to war in Pruce do wend Where Sarisines soules full fast to hell we send Like Christian knights on miscreants we war High honor gaine and home we ment returne But now in France was falne so foule a iar To heare the same ech honest eare would burne The pesant French did at the gentle spurne No Scythian nor lothd Parthian act So monstrous euer both for forme and fact This clownish rabble by troups assembled Vntill that they six thousand were
take in Fraunce where nothing loud Nor honored and thus dispiteous Spake he by reason none it could be prooud That I two Lords might serue thus Iulie moud A squier I resent vnto the king Surrendring castle and ech other thing Making abodement with the loued Prince Whose wisdome seeing me bashed in such sort And how his words so much did me conuince He all forgot turnd all to pleasant sport Endewd me rich for to maintaine my port Doubtles I loude his fauor so entier Than Croesus coine I did it more desier Let him that stands heed well he do not slide For he that in a Princes fauor dwels Must wary watch lest blame to him betide And carefull be when meaner sences swels It to surpresse when seuer it rebels And not to yeeld to ought that may displease His soueraines mind and breed his owne disease Heed and temperance are the things whereby Men must them rule that liue in Princes grace Far out stretched recheth his persaunt eie Vewing ech person time and secret place Much beond his rule and dreded mace Therefore disseuerd from thy soueraines sight Doe as his eie vpon thy act were pight I with my Prince and in my Countrie staid Till that Don Peter was come out of Spaine Bastard Henrie of crueltie he vpbraid In crueltie deposing him of raine The Prince resolud to place him there againe Sending for me and many a Gascoine Lord That vnto him our legence due afford Him I attend and highly was esteemd Amongst the noblest held I euer place For highly was my knightly seruice deemd As well for Mars as prudent Pallas grace With Lord Clisson sprong of Brittish race This Spanish iourney did I companie hould An expert knight in ventring arms right bould And when the prince this king restored had To former height inuest in Royall state Full like him selfe he dealt with vs but bad His peruersnes too long were to relate His breach of promise wrought the great debate That hapt between the Gascoins and my Lord The prince fell cause of war and much discord Though many Gascoin Lords my kinsmen near The English left and French themselues out shoe Yet I gainst them did still my banner rear In fronting war my time I did bestoe With Chandos to Mountaboune armd I goe That soon I trust we made our foes to feele Our Axes sharpned were with caruing steele Now when the French the English had defide And noise of strifes were bruted openly Sport was to see the captains them diuide As their affections led them stirringly Without requests to yeeld them willingly Those that were French did English streight become Contrariwise there changed other some Lord Chanoyne Robersart he English turnd Whose hautie seruice welcomed our king Sir Perducas Dalbreth toth French returnd Who gulie shield about his neck did fling Wrapt with dented bordure siluer shining Do what one can affection will be free Spite of desert or highest dignitie Bold sir Hue Caueley now in Arragon This thundring newes of wars had plainly hard With all his soldiers he arriud anon At Angolesme a partie for to ward The prince him had in reuerent regard And presently him noble chiftaine made Of thousands two and sent him to inuade The lands of Lord Dalbreth and Arminacke The greatest two of all our Gascoyne Lords Where many a tower and towne he fiercely bracke And fier and bloud vnto his foes affords Thus all we captains growing of accords Seeke to defend and to offend our foes Which likewise so themselues towards vs dispose When Canole Chandos and sir Thomas Phelton Who did in red two ermine lions beare Passant crowned gold my selfe for one Go to the prince who held vs all full deare Such companions as behinde vs weare We promised new fortresse if they gaine And then besiegd we rescue will amaine Which of our friends did three encourage so As they Belperch do win and there they kept About this time did fortune ouerthro Lord Chandos for whose losse great numbers wept The Duke of Burbon little space he slept For that our captains held his mother fast Within Belperch where they perforce were plast Duke Burbon hauing purueied iollie store Of warlike knights strong siege did bout them lay With battering engins he constraind them sore His power still increasing day by day To sir Iohn Deuereux they sent without delay Which Seneschall of Limson was and he Toth former promise was a partie This gentle knight toth prince in haste he came And did their case with such effect declare In shewing that to vs it would be blame If that we should not succour them that bare Themselues so well good words he did not spare For their behoofe and so it was agreed The captains should be rescude with some speed Th erle of Cambrige faire brother to the prince Th erle of Penbroke prest for deeds of arms Sir Iohn Montague who Batfoyles did conuince Sir Thomas Phelton dreadles of his harms Sir Robert Canole that oft the Frenchmen charms My selfe we met a noble knightly crew As of so many eie did euer vew At Lymoges the erls their musters tooke Fifteene hundred launce our selues we found Three thousand others bent on their foes to looke And ioyne with them though numbers do abound This hard the French trencht in a peece of ground With strong inclosure like a castle wall That from the fight their ventring foes should stall But when we were in opposition plast Against the French a herauld soone was sent Toth Duke who closed lay more halfe agast The herauld told him through bould hardiment We there were riude with vigerous entent With him to fight the Duke this answere drest That fight he would not so at our request And looke how he was dard at Turnehen So was he now our herauld morrow morne To him rewent who safe himselfe doth pen He said sir Duke euen she that hath you borne Before your face shall led be to your scorne Way with my Lords lesse her you rescue will We tooke her thence cold Duke he sate him still Shirle trumpets sound fresh courage to inflame We all are raungd in battelous aray Launte Wiske and Sale these ventrous three I name That from the castle issued at noone day And Burbons mother brought with them away Two noble knightly soldiers did receaue Led her thence and askt the Duke no leaue When Thaniou Duke his armie mightie made And Glesquines power to his he had vnite They forward came the Princes land tinuade Tooke Aguillon by th' thretning siege they pight Which made me woonder when I knew it right The selfe captaine did once so well it hould That hundred thousand men ne take it could On Dordon riuer a towne is planted faire Cald Lind a league from Bergareth no more Which Phelton and my selfe did well repaire With vittails and artilleries fencing store Well puruied now with that it had before Sir Touius Batfoyle captaine there doth rest And promise voud
which pertaind to him of right King Charls well nie excepting him had all The Brittons harts now so it did befall His castle siegd gaue hostage for a staie To yeeld it vp not rescude by a daie Sir Hue Brooe that this strong fortresse heild That marchet made who bare in banner red On siluer cheuron three roses of the feild Sir Robert here ariued in that sted Before the rendring day expired A herauld French Constable sent to kno Hostage whether they would redeeme or no. Sir Robert flatly held not any one In absence his his castle so should mart Thanswerd messenger backe is lightly gone Tould his Lords they make him soone depart And shew sir Robert if he so do start His hostages ech one should hedded be Herauld he said saie to thy Lords from me Three knights one squier in prison here I haue If they a hundred thousand frankes would giue And mine do die no one of these thest saue The French of life the hostages depriue Which seene sir Robert a scaffold made beliue His prisners brought in duke of Aniou sight Their harmles heds he caused off to smite The siege brake vp this execution done The castle with sir Robert doth remaine True hostage true prisners death haue won Such chaffring brought good harts their deadly paine But noble captains such rigor should refraine Lest when their frends they need in such like cace They make refusall doubting the disgrace Iustice oft from ancient custome growes Affection seldom lookes with single eie Strict iustice like iniurious dealing showes Hard law to make the innocent creature die And yet good right appeered for to be God loues not right which doth to rigor tend Neither of both their crueltie can defend I likewise heard how noble Iohn of Gaunt Ariud at Callis with puissant power Puissantly the Frenchmen doth he daunt Fearfull makes both towne and many a tower Numbers my old acquaintance in that stower As Chanoyne Robersart sir Hue Caueley Sir William Bewchamp sir Henrie Percie Sir Walter Huet sir Steuen Gousenton With many more which some did to me name Sir Lewis Clifford sir Richard Pontchardon To heare of whom to sorrow brought some game I hopt and wisht the French that they might tame But in their cheuachey a venture did befall That was at Parris talkt with ioy of all Fowrscore horse of sir Hue Caueleys band Were ridden foorth aduentures for to trie The Lord of Busiers doth it vnderstand The Lord of Chin sir Iohn Buell these three With sixscore launce against them ridden be Lord Chin was slaine through his great hardines Which to his friends was cause of heauines Thus when they were assembled in such sort Right felonous and cruell was the fray And many a deed was don of good report Chin his banner disueloped that day Which seen the English orgulous words did say Gainst Lord Cowcie which English houerd still Who was in Austrige warring at his will This Chin did raise Lord Cowcies faire deuice Which was six bars of varrey and of red This was the same or difference small so nice and slender that mongst them this error bred Which now were either taken slaine or fled All men of yoonger house that banners bear Should haue their difference glistring large and fair I likewise heard the flower of all our pride The valiant Prince of Wales departed life No earthly thing so good may alwaies bide Nor honor such preuailing ouer strife Where glories most mischaunce is euer rife Great things great fals and far abroad are blown Low things low fals their fallings are not known His falling known was fall of all my ioy His death depriuer of my comfort chiefe His losse the loder of my sad annoy His want the wanting of my freed reliefe Ah filching death thou felonous bloodie thiefe Bereauer of my sole deliueraunce Dispoiler of my worldly pleasaunce For could it be that any marshallist Such one as loud to cloth himselfe in Arms But honorable presence thine he mist And many waies thy losse did worke his harms And froward mischiefs backward on him swarms Farwell fairst flower of Plantagenets line Adiew all comfort to this life of mine Full many treaties had the English now Made with the French which came to small effect Some of my friends oftimes did tell me how In these their parleys they had of me respect Yet did no good which made me to suspect That neuer I my weldie Arms should don For griefe wherof I pine away with mone The yoong Earle Saint Pole and three other knights In exchange they offerd for me alon Which Lord Comigines tane had in faire fights by th subtill traine of sir Iohn Harleston By his coursers bountie sir Hue Chatelon Was saud or else he had full dearly paid Bicause from England he was late mistraid The matter thus after we came from Spaine And that the quarrels fresh gan to renew All things to strife and battaile woxt againe The French at first the countie of Ponthew Regaine this Lord of Chatelon named Hue Vnwares he doth sir Nicholas Loudine rest His prisner and by slight he him surprest When as the valiant duke of Lancaster At Callis riud new come from Turnehen Intending the Frenchmen proud to master He fast prepard to make a rode agen With store of squiers knights and noblemen Trauasing Fraunce vp and downe at pleasure In burning spoiling and gaining treasure If oppression to minde valiant Be offered by wisdoms warie guid It so couerneth through much discontent As if euer happie chaunce betide It shoes the fier close couered it doth hide And breaketh foorth into reuenging flame If euer good occasion mooue the same Deepe rooted malice doth not lightly die When as the duke passed by Abuile To Louaines mind repard the iniurie That Chatelon had done to him erewhile Sir Nicholas laid a bushment by a wile Neere to the towne for all the streights he knew Whole three yeers space he vsed them to vewe Sir Hue Chattelon at that instant bode Within the towne as gardant of the same Near vnto it he knew the English rode Then of the crossebowes he bare the maisters name Them to aduise he thought was for his fame Only ten and armed saue his head He came where as the tending bushment stead When valiant Louaine saw his shield of guels Three varey pales on chiffe of loued gold A martlet blacke himselfe he scarcely ruels For ioy the man quoth he I most desier would In all the world I comming do behould The ransome deere to him this yeer I paid Shall rendred be if that he may be staid And foorth he breaks the Frenchmen in that sted Do maruell much from whence doth noise proceed One cried Chatelon yeeld or thou art ded To whom said he to Louaine now with speed Replied sir Nicholas ioying at his deed Being knightly armd in red fresh to behold A siluer fes tween many billets gold And to the host in iolitie retiers Prowd of his prisner afterward