English poem
Stanza 193
And whilst the English eagerly pursue The fearefull French before them still that fly, The points of Bills and Halbers they imbrue In their sicke Bowels, beaten downe that lye, No man respects how, or what blood he drew, Nor can heare those that for their mercie cry. Ears are damm'd vp with howles and hellish sounds One fearefull noyse a fearefuller confounds.