To that ylk fest com many for the nones ;
Some come hyphalte, and some trippand' thịther' on the

ftonys; Sum a staf in hys hand, anel fum two at onys; Of sum where the hedes broken, of some the schulder bonys:

220 With forrow come thay thedyr,

Wo was Hawkyn, wo was Herry,
Wo was Tomkyn, wo was Terry,
And so was all the bacht ?ary,
When thay met togedyr,

225

* At that fest thay wer servyd with a ryche aray,
Every fyve & fyve had a cokenay ;
And so thay sat in jolyte al the lung day ;
And at the last thay went to bed with ful gret deray:
Mekyl myrth was them among ;

230
In every corner of the hous
Was melody delycyous
For to here precyus

Of fix merys fong t.

Ver, 218, trippand on. MS.

* In the former impressions this concluding flanze was only given from Bedwell's printed Edition, but it is bere copied from the old Ms. wberein it has been since found separated

from the reft of i be poem, by several pages of a money account, and other beterogeneous matter.

+ Six-men's song, i, e. a song for fix voices. So Shakespeare uses Three-man fong-men, in bis Winter's Tale, A. III. sc. 3. to denote men that could fing Catches composed for three Voices. Of ibis fort are Weelkes's Madrigals mentioned below, Book II. Song 9. Shakesp. bas Three-men Beetle ; i, s, & Beetle or Rammer worked by three men. 2 Hen. IV, A. 1. S¢. 3,

So again

Wherefore Englande may, call and cry, Deo Gratias.

V.

FOR THE VICTORY AT AGINCOURT.

That our plain and martial ancestors could wield their fwords much better than their pens, will appear from the following homely Rhymes, which were drawn up by fome poet laureat of those days to celebrate the immortal victory gained at Agincourt, Ox 25, 1415. This song or hymn is given meerly as a curiosity, and is printed from a Ms. copy in the Pepys colle&tion, vol. I. folio. It is there accompanied with the musical notes, which are copied in a small plate at the end of this volume,

With grace and myzt of chivalry;

Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!
WRE kynge went forth to Normandy,
With

myzt
The God for hym wrouzt marveloufly,
Wherefore Englonde may calle, and cry

Deo gratias :
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro vi&toria,

He sette a fege, the fothe for to say,
To Harfiue toune with ryal aray;
That toune he wan, and made a fray,
That Fraunce Niall rywe tyl domes day.

Deo gratias, &c.

Then went owre kynge, with alle his oste,
Thorowe Fraunce for all the Frenshe boste ;
He spared · for drede of leste, ne most,
Tyl he come to Agincourt cufte.

Deo gratias, &C.

15

Than for fothe that knyzt comely
In Agincourt feld he fauzt manly,
Thorow grace

of God most myzty
He had bothe the felde, and the victory.

Deo gratias, &c.

20

Ther dukys, and erlys, lorde and barone,
Werę take, and slayne, and that wel fone,
And some were ledde in to Lundone
With joye, and merthe, and grete renone.

Deo gratias, &c.

25

Now gracious God he save owre kynge,
His peple, and all his wel wyllynge,
Gef him gode lyfe, and gode endynge,
That we with merth mowe favely fynge

Deo gratias:
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro vittoria.

VI. THE