Our fortunes settled in this crowded space

Lunged at defences with violent pace

Forward, you advanced with an iron will

Your fury matched by my consummate skill

 

You feigned retreat, I ardently followed

The joy of victory dashed and hollowed

Screaming your orders with an agile tongue.

Regrouping men quickly, I was undone

 

I heard that you'd left, I heard that you'd gone

I relaxed my guard prematurely. Wrong.

With your return, your arrowed barbs smarted

One king vanquished, life lost, soon departed

 

Around me, so many close friends collapsed

Their life and our dream of success had lapsed

Soon, everyone would become your chattel

My England lost when you won at Battle.