"Let us be friends together this day, and die side by side, if need be, in her Majesty's cause." "If you see me not serve my prince with faithful courage now," replied Stanley, "account, me for ever a coward.

Living or dying I will stand err lie by you in friendship." As they were speaking these words the young Earl of Essex, general of the horse, cried to his, handful of troopers: "Follow me, good fellows, for the honour of England and of England's Queen!" As he spoke he dashed, lance in rest, upon the enemy's cavalry, overthrew the foremost man, horse and rider, shivered his own spear to splinters, and then, swinging his cartel-axe, rode merrily forward.

His whole little troop, compact, as an arrow-head, flew with an irresistible shock against the opposing columns, pierced clean through them, and scattered them in all directions.

At the very first charge one hundred English horsemen drove the Spanish and Albanian cavalry back upon the musketeers and pikemen.

Wheeling with rapidity, they retired before a volley of musket-shot, by which many horses and a few riders were killed; and then formed again to renew the attack.