English poem
Stanza 204
Hand ouer head pell mell vpon them ronne, If you will proue the Masters of the day, Ferrers and Greystock haue so brauely done, That I enuie their glory, and dare say, From all the English, they the Gole haue woone; Either let's share, or they'll beare all away. This spoke, his Ax about his head he flings, And hasts away, as though his heeles had winges.