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-- Lord , what will become of me ! '' Meanwhile , Hastings -- with a small body of horse , who being composed of knights and squires , specially singled out for the sword , fought with the pride of disdainful gentlemen , and the fury of desperate soldiers -- finding it impossible to lure back the fugitives , hewed their own way through Oxford 's ranks to the centre , where they brought fresh aid to the terrible arm of Edward . The mist still continued so thick that Montagu was unable to discern the general prospects of the field ; but , calm and resolute in his post , amidst the arrows which whirled round him , and often struck , blunted , against his Milan mail , the marquis received the reports of his aides-de-camp -LRB- may that modern word be pardoned ? -RRB- as one after one they emerged through the fog to his side . `` Well , '' he said , as one of these messengers now spurred to the spot , `` we have beaten off Hastings and his hirelings ; but I see not ` the Silver Star ' of Lord Oxford 's banner . '' -LSB- The Silver Star of the De Veres had its origin in a tradition that one of their ancestors , when fighting in the Holy Land , saw a falling star descend upon his shield . Fatal to men nobler even than the De Veres was that silver falling star . -RSB-