necessary, Montfort prepared for the battle.  It was the peculiar talent of this leader to persuade his followers that the cause in which they fought was the cause of heaven.  He represented to them that their objects were liberty and justice; and that their opponent was a prince whose repeated violation of the most solemn oaths had released them from their allegiance, and had entailed on his head the curse of the Almighty.  He ordered each man to fasten a white cross on the breast and shoulder, and to devote the next evening to the duties of religion.  Early in the morning he marched forward, and, leaving his baggage and standard on the summit of a hill, about two miles from Lewes, descended into the plain.  Henry’s foragers had discovered and announced his approach; and the royalists in three divisions silently awaited the attack.  Leicester, having called before the ranks the Earl of Gloucester and several other young noblemen, bade them kneel down, and conferred on them the order of knighthood; and the Londoners, who impatiently expected the conclusion of the ceremony, rushed with loud shouts on the enemy.  They were received by Prince Edward, broken in a few minutes, and driven back as far as the standard.  Had the Prince returned from the pursuit, and fallen on the rear of the confederates, the victory might have been secured.  But he remembered the insults which the citizens had offered to his mother, and the excesses of which they had lately been guilty; the suggestions of prudence were less powerful than the thirst of revenge; and the pursuit of the fugitives carried him with the flower of the army four miles from the field of battle.  More than three thousand Londoners were slain; but the advantage was dearly purchased by the loss of the victory and the ruin of the royal cause.  Leicester, who viewed with pleasure the thoughtless impetuosity of the Prince, fell with the remainder of his forces on Henry and his brother.  A body of Scots, who fought on foot, was cut to pieces.  Their leaders, John Comyn and Robert de Bruce,[62] were made prisoners:  the same fate befell the King of the Romans; and the combat was feebly maintained by the exertions and example of Philip Basset, who fought near the person of Henry.  But when that nobleman sank through loss of blood, his retainers fled; the King, whose horse had been killed under him, surrendered; and Leicester conducted the royal captive into the priory.  The fugitives, as soon as they learned the fate of their sovereign, came back to share his captivity, and voluntarily yielded themselves to their enemies.

When Edward returned from the pursuit, both armies had disappeared.  He traversed the field, which was strewed with the bodies of the slain and the wounded, anxiously, but fruitlessly, inquiring after his father.  As he approached Lewes, the barons came out, and, on the first shock, the earl Warenne, with the King’s half-brothers and seven hundred horse, fled to Pevensey, whence they sailed to the Continent.  Edward,