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The Chronicle Uiftory
Yet God b€fore,we will come on.
If fuwce and fuch another neighbor flood in our way»
If we may paflcjwc will; if wc be hindered.
We fnal your tawny groud with your red blood difcolour
So Mentioy get you gonejthere's for your paines:
The fum of all our anfwcre is but this.
We would not feeke a battle as we are;
Nor as we are,we fay we will not Chun it.
Herald.X fhall deliuer fo .• thanks to your Maiefly.
Cleft .My Liege,! hope they will not come vpon vs
now.
A/tfg1, We are in Gods hand brother,not in theirs j
To night wc will cncampe beyond the bridge.
And on to morrow bid them march away. Exit,
Enter 'Burbon^onftable fir IcanceyAndGebon.
ftf#.Tut,I hauc the bell armour in the world.
Orleance.Tow haue an excellent armour.
But let my horfe haue his due.
Aar.Now you talke of a horfe,
I hauc a Heed like the Palfrey of the funne.
Nothing but pure airc and fire.
And hath none of this dull element of earth within him*
OrleAncetWt is of the colour of the Nutmeg.
£#r.And oftheheate of the Ginger.
j urne ail the fands into eloquent tongues.
And my horfe is argument for them all:
1 once writ a Sonnet in the praife of my horfe.
And began thus,Wonder of nature.
^°0».l haue heard a Sonnet begin fo.
In the praife of ones Miftreffe.
Bur.Why then did they imitate
That which I writ in praife of my horfe.
For my horreismyMiftrefle.
Con.Ma foy the other day,me-thought
Your Miftreffe fhookeyou ftircvvdly.
Bur.
of Henry the fife*
rRur 1 bearing me.I tell thee Lord Conftable,
MyM&ewcfrcshcro-vVnchaire.
Con,\ could make as good a boaft of thar.
If I had a Sow to my Miftreffe.
.Tut,thou wilt make vie of any thing.
CW.Yet 1 do not vfe my horie tor my Miltteik.
Fw.Will it neuer be morning ?
He ride too morrow a mile,
And my way fhall be paued with cngliin faces.
Con. By my faith fo will not I,
For feare I be out-faced of my way.
'Bur. Well,ile go arme my felfe; hay, Ext,*
Cebon.ThcDukc of Burbot* longs for morning,
Orleance.\fttzlongs to eate the Englifh,
Con.l thinke hee’l eate all he kils.
Orlexn.O peace,ill will neuer faid well,
Con.llz cap that Prouerbe,
With there’s flattery in friendfhip.
Orlcfyfir,I can anfwer that,
- With gtuc the Diuell his due.
C**,Haue at the eye of that Proaerbe,
With a iogge of the Diuell.
Or/e. Well,the Duke of •Bis Amply
The moft a6liue G entleman of France*
^w.Doing his acuity,and hce*l ftillbe doing,
Orle.He neuer did hurt as I heard off.
£<w.No 1 warrant you,nor ncuer will.
Or/tf.I hold him to be exceeding valiant.
Con.l was told fo by one that knowes him better then
you.
Qr/e, Whofe that ?
Cw.Why he told me fo himfelfe*
Aftd faid he cared not who kpew it.
Or/?.Well,who will go with me to ha^aird,
For a hundred Englilh prifoners ?
C<w*. You muft go to hazard your felfe,
Before

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