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ANNO DOM. 1525. REG. 17.
RIchard Pacey Dean of St. Pauls, had been not long before sent to Venice as an Agent concerning our affairs in Italy. He* 1.1 was a very Learned man, and worthy (had God been so pleased) of a better Destiny. He knew not the change of the King's mind, But perceiving the monthly pay due from the King, according to promise came not, of whose Honour, which now lay at stake, he was very tender, he was much discontented. To salve all, he assaied to take up so much money of certain Merchants, with whom it seems he in part prevailed. But the summ was so small, that it stood the Imperials in as small stead, and yet so great, that it exceeded the ability of his private estate to make satisfaction. Upon notice of the King's alienation from the Emperour, he fell irrecoverably distracted.
In the mean time the Duke of Bourbon and the Imperials were* 1.2 in so great distress and want of all things, that unless they could by some stratagem or other draw the French to commit all to the fortune of a Battel, the Army must needs disband. They disquiet and try the French (especially in the night preceding St. Matthias∣day, which was the day of the Emperour Charles his nativity) with many false Alarms. They make two Squadrons of Horse, and four of Foot. The first consisting of six thousand Lansquenets, Spaniards; and Italians, under the command of the Marquess of Guasto; the second of Spanish Foot, under the Marquess of Pescara; the third and fourth of Lansquenets, under the Viceroy Launoy and the Duke of Bourbon. They came to a Wall called the Park-wall, and under the covert of the night cast down above sixty paces, enter within it, the first Squadron taking the way to Mirabell, the rest marching toward the King's Army. The King thought the Imperials went to Mirabell, as making choice of the plain open fields to fight in. He was unwilling to leave the besieged at liberty, and yet the Plains were advantageous for his Horse. He therefore commands his Artillery to be discharged, which some∣what endamaged them, and though unwilling, draws his Forces out of their trenches (than which the Imperials desired nothing more) and opposed the whole strength of his Army against them. But passing before the Cannon, hinders their execution. They that took the way to Mirabell, now turn head, and both Armies engage them∣selves in a cruel fight, wherein the King more following Shadows than Substances, and the idle rumours of the vulgar, than the means of a most certain and glorious Victory, is overthrown and taken prisoner, losing beside the flower of the French Nobility (almost all either taken or slain) at one blow the Duchy of Milan, the possession whereof had made him Lord of the greatest part of Lombardy. Pope Clement, who had left the Emperour for the