The famous history of the life of the renowned Prince Palmerin of England: or, The glory of knightly prowess. In three parts. Containing his parentage, birth, education, travels, strange adventures, noble exploits and victories; combats with monsters, gyants, armies, and armed knights, dissolving inchantments, delivering distressed ladies; and his success in love. The whole being a compleat series, inter-woven with the heroick actions of many valiant emperours, kings, princes, and knights of undoubted fame, whose matchless deeds have won them immortal honour. A book worthy the perusal of either sex. Written originally in French; and now faithfully done into English (for the better satisfaction of the reader) by J.S.

CHAP. LXVI.

Of the Truce taken for six dayes; And of the Sorrow in the City and Pagan Camp; And the order taken for a Se∣cond Battel.

THE Great Captains retiring with their Forces into the City, a Muster was taken to know who was wanting, which being once understood, great was the laments of the Citizens, some having lost a Father, others a Brother, some a Couzen, and di∣vers women their Husbands, Sons, &c. so that nothing was heard but sighs, la∣ments, and vowes of revenge; but above all, most deplorable was the grief of the Court Ladyes, many of whom had lost their Lords almost as soon as injoyed, such is the cruel chance of Fortune, in disappointing true Lovers of their happiness, when they suppose themselves most sure, and laugh at World∣ly felicity: There might you behold one bedewing her beau∣tious face with Tears, yet made by Grief more lovely; here another tearing her Amber Tresses, and complaining of her hard-Star'd fate; yonder another privately retired, and sob∣bing out that grief, that could not in words find utterance; in another place a bright Angel fallen in a swound, and strugling for life, yet desirous to dye, that so she might hast to Elizium, to find her departed Lord; in this Chamber in melancholly darkness another sate sighing, and in groans ex∣pressed her inward anguish; which sad estate so moved the hearts of all to pitty, that they besought the Emperor and Empress to use their diligence in comforting the distressed Beauties, which they did in the best manner they could, as not being capable of effecting it to their wish.

Whilest these things passed, the Princes and great Captains were putting all things in good order, resolving in the morn∣ing

early to take the Field, and revenge the loss they had sustained: But whilest they were consulting, a Trumpet from Albayzer desired to be admitted to the Emperors pre∣sence, where being come, he (in the Name of his Lord) de∣manded a six day Truce to bury the Dead, and dispose of the wounded men; to which the Princes would in no wise hear∣ken, saying, Albayzer did it to gain time to recrute his broken Army; and that (as for themselves) they could not undertake to stay their forward Souldiers from the field, so desperately were they beat to finish the War, or dye under the City walls. But the Emperor considering that many of his Knights were wounded, and that it would be dangerous so soon to hazard them in a new ingagement, as also that the bodies of divers of his friends lay in the field unburyed, to∣gether with the common Souldiers, which would greatly annoy the City, he so tempered the resolution of the forward Princes, that they in the end submitted it wholly to his plea∣sure; whereupon a Truce was concluded, and the Dead on either side accordingly buryed with great solemnity, the Chiefs having Monuments of costly work reared to their lasting Memories and eternal Fame.

The Truce being expired, early the succeeding morning King Edoard and the Princes Primalion, Palmerin, and Flo∣rian put the Army in Array, and with many Heroick speeches encouraged the Souldiers to revenge the death of their friends, and drive the Enemy from their Camp; when in good order they marched out with loud shouts, wounding the Ayr with Drums, Trumpets, Clarions, Flutes, and Phyfes, which greatly alarum'd the Pagans, and made them instantly betake themselves to their Arms; yet so discouraged were they, that their General was long e're he could draw them out of his Camp; when standing in Array, he mounted upon a little Rising, and from thence began to encourage them in this manner:

Fellow Souldiers, you see Fortune hath brought us to this place, to revenge Injuries, and try our Valours, which we

have already done, and the Enemy not gained (as yet) any considerable advantage over us; Therefore this day let your prowess witness you men of daring resolution, and the price of your labour shall be the spoyl of you Wealthy City, which I design to leavel with the Dust, and race out of the memory of succeeding Ages. This said, he ended, and did sound the Charge.