Geneva(i)
1 Bvt now they that are yonger then I, mocke me: yea, they whose fathers I haue refused to set with the dogges of my flockes.
2 For whereto shoulde the strength of their handes haue serued mee, seeing age perished in them?
3 For pouertie and famine they were solitary, fleeing into the wildernes, which is darke, desolate and waste.
4 They cut vp nettels by the bushes, and the iuniper rootes was their meate.
5 They were chased forth from among men: they shouted at them, as at a theefe.
6 Therfore they dwelt in the clefts of riuers, in the holes of the earth and rockes.
7 They roared among the bushes, and vnder the thistles they gathered themselues.
8 They were the children of fooles and the children of villaines, which were more vile then the earth.
9 And now am I their song, and I am their talke.
10 They abhorre me, and flee farre from mee, and spare not to spit in my face.