1889And we haue compast him he cannot scape.

1890Ch: But will your highnes fight to day.

1891Io: What else my son, hees scarse eight thousand (strong

1892and we are threescore thousand at the least,

1893Ch: I haue a prophecy my gratious Lord,

1894Wherein is written what successe is like

1895To happen vs in this outragious warre,

1896It was deliuered me at Cresses field,

1897By one that is an aged Hermyt there,

1898when fethered foul shal make thine army tremble,

1899and flint stones rise and breake the battell ray:

1900Then thinke on him that doth not now dissemble

1901For that shalbe the haples dreadfull day,

1902Yet in the end thy foot thou shalt aduance,

1903as farre in England, as thy foe in Fraunce,

1904Io: By this it seemes we shalbe fortunate:

1905For as it is impossible that stones

1906Should euer rise and breake the battaile ray,

1907Or airie foule make men in armes to quake,

1908So is it like we shall not be subdude:

1909Or say this might be true, yet in the end,

1910Since he doth promise we shall driue him hence,

1911And forrage their Countrie as they haue don ours

1912By this reuenge, that losse will seeme the lesse,

1913But all are fryuolous, fancies, toyes and dreames,

1914Once we are sure we haue insnard the sonne,

1915Catch we the father after how we can. Exeunt.

1917Pr: Audley the armes of death embrace vs round,

1918And comfort haue we none saue that to die,

1919We pay sower earnest for a sweeter life,

1920At Cressey field our Clouds of Warlike smoke,

1921chokt vp those French mouths, & disseuered them

1922But now their multitudes of millions hide

1923Masking as twere the beautious burning Sunne,

1924Leauing no hope to vs but sullen darke,